Breaking Away-CountryHumans United Kingdom

"...It...It's gone..."

England's POV

I make it to UN's office door and just as the teacher said a door with the title 'Oversea Message & Communication Office' is placed not too far away from it. I walk towards the door and open it. Once I'm inside the room I notice it's got all the same qualities as the communication centre I went to when I needed to help The Falklands. Luckily, I did get a letter back from her saying it went smoothly and she still has her land, but Argentinean ships were still going by and she still needed the troops just incase. I wasn't too sure about the last part. It wasn't that many troops but I'd still prefer to have them come back home to their country where they live and have friends and family than be stuck in what was thought to be a short mission for ages, but I do suppose that's already the life of a military soldier. God bless them. But the thought of that still sets an uneasy feeling in my stomach. Does another overseas territory need my help? I need to figure out what is exactly happening with these territories.
"Ah, England, you're here."
I look towards the voice to see UN standing in the room.
"I am here to explain why you are here and what you can do in this room."
I nod my head. "Okay."
"So, you have received a message from one of your overseas territories," UN said and he handed me a letter. "This room is where you can reply to your territories or mainland. You can write a letter or phone them and they should respond relatively fast. The humans are quite good in understanding the importance of their countryhuman...at least for some." UN said the last part quite sadly. "Anyway, that should be all the stuff to get you started but now I have to fill out some documents. If you really need me my office is next door, see you." He says before walking out the room and shutting the door behind him.
"Uh-huh." I mutter while looking at the letter.
I sit down in one of the desk chairs and carefully open the letter. I skim through it quickly.
"Pitcairn Islands... another British Overseas Territory just as I suspected..." I say to myself.
They only request military assistance incase of any attacks, they can't be certain an attack will happen but it's just a safety precaution.
"I'll just write a letter to both my military and Pitcairn to kill some time." I say as I pick up some paper and an ink pen.

I write out the letters. I'm getting slightly concerned about these overseas territories so I'm writing to my military to say that if any overseas territories request assistance to ask for a desired number of troops and send them to help the territory whenever needed. That way the territories won't feel the need to have to contact me personally. I'm writing to Pitcairn saying that I've accepted his request and to message any other overseas territories that they have the same access to my military as long as it is only for emergencies concerning these ship and plane sightings. I put both the letters in an envelope. I'm not too sure where I'm supposed to put them to send but then I see a small box next to the door of the room which says 'Letters here. Checked every hour for quick delivery.' I place the letters in the box and look around the room one last time checking if I needed to do anything else. Once I'm satisfied with what's been done, I open the door and leave the room walking through the long halls yet again.

-Time Skip-

The school day is finally come to an end. The high school countries all walk or take a ride home, talking with their friends and family as they go. Soon our main country family are all back home together. It is quite uneventful. Canada and America are playing a game of snap. Australia and New Zealand are looking after the injured butterfly they found on the way back home, it's not an easy task but these two have their way with animals. North and England are having a conversation with each other while Wales and Scotland are drawing at the table with them.
Peaceful. Wish I could say the same for every country... or overseas territory I should say...

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Pitcairn Islands POV

I got England's letter pretty late into the day but it was still fast at getting here. He is willing to help and I am so thankful for that because right now...I really, really need it. The letter had been sent before the incident so it didn't specify how serious this actually is but right now...