[ Have a bored Confederate. A very bored one that'd welcome some company. Any company, even. It's not as if he's something important to be doing around HQ anyway. ]

*America hummed happily as he walked down the decorated halls of HQ, carrying his son on his back, and several boxes in his arms. The boxes themselves were his wife's Mother's day gifts. Feel free to bug him today about them.*

[These past few weeks have been boring.]

[It's been like walking through an abandoned mansion since she hasn't seen anyone in what feels like forever. So Amelia finally decided to get up and do something about it.]

[That something being looking in every single room she came across. It's not an invasion of privacy if she's checking to make sure ( Read more... )

[ Should someone happen to step just outside, there is a very confused young lady. A young lady with strawberry blonde hair chopped short, wearing a dress that seems to be from the 19th centrury that also seems to have seen some better days ( Read more... )

[And here he thought he'd finally rid himself of this place ( Read more... )

Arthur had finally moved himself into Aaron’s small apartment of a room,  although moving himself was easy ,moving the other man anywhere was all but impossible.   Trying to move Aaron outside was worse than pulling teeth, and having experience in the matter Arthur deemed it rightfully far worse than doing so.  At least his patients minded him but ( Read more... )

[ Hello, HQ. You have a new resident, who really doesn't seem very happy to be here. In fact, he seems more like exasperated as he lights a cigarette and takes a drag, stormy grey eyes glancing around his surroundings a moment before he walks over into a library ( Read more... )

*The mounds of snow that had built outside beginning to shrink as January was starting to make way for February. Meaning that winter was finally leaving. Normally this was something that America would be celebrating and would be jumping around while making preparations for Spring's arrival. And he was, sort of. Right now, America was dragging a ( Read more... )

[Alfred was currently huddled up inside of one of the HQ's many foyers with a large layer of blankets wrapped around him. Sure the holidays were over and winter was going to come to an end soon, but that didn't make things any less warmer. If anything it just made things colder for him. It was like winter was trying to give one last hurrah before ( Read more... )

There was a massive stage and courtyard outside of HQ. Alfred stood on the top of the stage, guitar in hand and  mike in front of him. Behind him was a giant clock, counting down the moments until midnight. Above the stage were the flags of the many, many nations of the world. From both the past, present and future.

"Alright everyone, go ahead and ( Read more... )