The Egg

By Black Kaitou

A/N Idea came from the song "The Egg" from the musical 1776. Also, please note this has little to do with actual happenings around this time. If it bothers, you try to think of it as a parallel universe. This may not be your cup of tea so thank you for stopping by and hope you find what you find interesting. If you are interesting enjoy and tell me what you thought, I may touch back in with this universe.

The Royal Court of Great Britain was assembled and waiting, among them was Benjamin Franklin. They were gathered in multiple huddles talking amongst themselves. Trumpeters alerted the court that the King has arrived; they all lined up and made space in the middle. The King strolled through the throng ignoring all those present, behind him was a massive lion. The Beast was the embodiment of the nation of Great Britain and Ireland. He was a golden brown lion with a with a blond mane, and brilliant acid green eyes. Above the eyes were black marks looking like eyebrows. In the massive jaws was an egg, the egg seemed to be about five inches long and possibly four inches in width. Benjamin watched the Lion carefully is gaze mostly on the egg that lay in those powerful jaws. Behind the Lion were multiple other people but most ignored them instead watching the Lion and King. The King climbed the steps to his throne and sat down; the Lion quietly moved up the steps as well and lay down next to the throne. The Lion gently placed the egg between his paws and gazed at all assembled making some back away and look down. The court was talking about the issues going on in the American Colonies across the sea, as the talking went on the Lion lowered his head covering the egg with his fur. The gathering was long and boring, the colonies were denied representation and the matter dismissed. As the King stood up to leave the Lion stood up as well, the King walked down the steps and passed all the people. The Lion waited a few seconds before bending to pick up the egg and followed.

Outside the throne room, the lion leaves the King and pads towards the gardens. Ignoring servants, the Lion slips into the garden and quickly made his way to one particular spot. The grass was lush and well cared for around a stone that was a white color rising out of the grown. Jumping up on top of the rock the Lion laid down and stretched before placing the egg gently between his paws nuzzling the white shell. A few minutes passed before the Lion raised his head growling lowly.

"I know your there, and if you don't come out I am going to have Chicken for dinner."

A laugh came from behind the rose bushes and a red rooster flew over the bush.

"You wouldn't eat me would you Mon Cher?"

"Without a doubt, now what do you want?"

"Can't I just visit a friend?"

"What friends would you have here, I know I hate you."

"You don't mean that, what would you be without me?"

"I would have one last head ach."

"Arthur you wound me."

Arthur growled and lowered his head careful of the egg between his paws.

The Rooster squawked and flew up to the top of the bush. Arthur raised his head and checked to make sure the egg was still safe.

"I see that egg still hasn't hatched."

"And it never will if I can help it."

"That's cruel of you Arthur; it's one of us it should be able to come into the world."

"If it hatches it will be in danger, it's safe in the egg."

"What about the people of the colonies? They will want the egg to hatch."

"They will never have it, as long as I have it, it will never hatch. In addition, one of those colonists will have to have it to get it to hatch. It can try but you know very well we need our people to come into this world."

"Those are bold words."

"You better not be thinking to take it from me Francis."

"Non non Mon Cher I would never dream of taking it from you. I can swear to you I will never try to take it from you."

"Good."

Arthur stood up, picked up the egg, bounded off the rock, and headed back inside leaving Francis behind.

Francis watched him leave and if he could have smiled he would have, not wanting to be caught by the palace guards Francis took off and left England heading home.

Landing in Paris Francis walked to the palace grounds and went to his little section, a beautifully manicured space of land with a green house for his own pleasures and living. Flying though one of the doors Francis landed on the stone floor and walked to the center, in the center was a chocolate brown bull that was sleeping soundly.

"Antonio wake up." Francis yelled hopping onto the Bulls shoulders.

The bull snorted before blinking open emerald green eyes, yawning the bull stood up stretching and shaking his head almost hitting Francis with his white horns.

"Watch it you're going to kill someone with those!" Francis yelled flying off Antonio's shoulders and onto the ground.

"Sorry Amigo."

"Mmh just watch it, you are a lot bigger than me, I know you can be a clumsy ox but this is ridicules."

"But I'm not an ox."

Francis sighed and started to pace, a loud screech caught both of them attention and a black strike appeared through an open window in the ceiling. The eagle quickly landed on a tree limb and turned to look at them, red eyes set in black feathers looking down at them.

"Hope you didn't start without me Frenchy."

"I barely had time to start; I just got back from Britain."

"Start what?" Antonio asked puzzled.

"Oh yeah you weren't here when we started to plan it out. You have heard about the tension in the American colonies?" The Eagle asked.

"Si, the colonists are upset because Britain is taxing them unfairly or something like that and they don't have a say in parliament. What about it?"

"Well some of them have gotten together and plans to revolt are brewing everyone is preparing to see what happens." Francis clucked.

"What does that have to do with us?"

"Well my Bovine friend if they do revolt to be truly successful they will need their representative and as long as Arthur has it, it will never hatch." The Eagle said shifting on the branch.

"But what are we suppose to do? It's not like it's going to be easy to get it. Arthur is protective of it and never lets it far from his sight."

"Aye that is true, but we have flight on our side and as long as we have a little bit of time we can get it. Gilbert is quick enough he should be able to get it before Arthur attacks him."

"You sound like you doubt I can do it."

"We are at odds Gilbert it's not like it's going to be easy."

"If it was easy I wouldn't have volunteered to help. I haven't had much of a challenge as of late. In addition, if whatever hatches turns out to be an eagle someone is going to have to teach it. It's not like you guys can teach it what it need to know."

"I could teach it." Francis said quickly.

"No offense Francis but you're a chicken, it's not like you're going to be able to teach it much."

"You are able to care for a Wolf so don't tell me it's impossible for one to raise something of different species. At least we know it's going to be a bird of some kind." Francis said puffing up.

"Lovi is different, and how do you know it isn't a reptile of some sort?"

"I know the difference between a lizard's egg and a bird egg Toni. I am a bird and I can tell you it is a bird egg."

"It is most defiantly a bird, just wish the egg was the prober size to make identifying easier." Gilbert added.

"Ok then so you guys know what to do but how are you going to get Arthur to let his guard down?"

"You could cause a distraction." Gilbert answered.

"Doubtful he would leave the egg for that, he would properly just move it closer to himself." Francis said.

"What about asking Scotland? You were friends at one point right? Maybe he would help." Antonio suggested.

"That's… Actually a good idea. He might do it to get back at Arthur." Francis said.

"Or he might tell Arthur our plan and we lost our element of surprise." Gilbert said from his perch.

"Doubtful, Alister hates Arthur and will do anything to upset him. It should be easy to get him to help; he could properly get Arthur away long enough for you to get the egg." Francis said.

"Alright then even if he is on board, what do I do once I have the egg? I'm not taking it back home."

"Go to the America's we will meet you there as soon as we can, you just got to keep it safe and find a colonist that can get it to hatch."

"Such a pain, why can't it hatch like a regular bird. But no it needs someone of importance to hatch it."

"That's the way we are, we need our people to live but an official of some sort is our mid wives."

"Still a pain."

"Who hatched you?" Antonio asked.

Gilbert shrugged. "Some knight after they took over Old Prussia, I'm the only one of my siblings who has two sets of parents."

"I was hatched by a Roman general I think. Can't remember." France said tilting his head trying to remember who the one who hatched him was.

"Your showing your age Francis." Antonio said teasingly.

"Shut up, you're pretty much the same age as me."

"Guys back to the matter; you still have a Scot to convince to join us."

"Right, almost forgot. Well better then never I'm off to see if Alister will help us. You coming with Gilbert or staying here?"

"I am defiantly coming, see you Toni." Gilbert said taking off and out the sky light.

Antonio sighed wishfully "I wish I was an eagle instead of a bull."

"Don't worry Mon ami, you are perfect the way you are."

"Thanks Francis."

"No problem, well I better get going before Gilbert leaves me behind."

"Maybe he will just fly around you instead of just leaving you."

"Don't know which I would hate more." Francis said before taking off.

In the sky Gilbert swooped by Francis.

"Try to keep up Frenchy."

"We aren't in a hurry Gilbert; I am not going to kill myself with getting there."

"If you want I can carry you." Gilbert said teasingly.

"And look like you hunted me no thanks!" Francis said before flying away only to be passed by Gilbert who glided passed laughing.

A/N all the forms are based on national animals. Here is a list of what I have so far in this chapter.

England: Lion

France: Gallic Rooster

Prussia: Black Eagle

Spain: Bull (hinted at the other national animal which is an Spanish imperial eagle)

Southern Italy: Wolf

Also, let me explain how they come into being. To be born or hatched they need to be in the presence of an official of some sort from their country. They will start to move or make sounds from the shell of the egg (in a bird's case) if they become near one of their people or even enter their land. I have not thought how an animal that does not came from an egg is born just use your imagination it will come up with something better then what I can write.

Adious Black Kaitou

P.S.

Please note I do know a Rooster wont be able to fly that well, but the Rooster is France its self. So he can do what he wants, its not like he is beating Gilbert in a race.