Massachusetts, or Felix Jones/Kirkland, was America's second child with England, and her third child by far. He had been born during the Mayflower Compact in the year of 1630, which brought Puritans from England to the "new world" through a voyage called the Mayflower.

America remembered seeing those people land for the first time on her soils, and when she felt the first kick of the now developing child within her.

Flashback

America watched from the trees as the ship, the Mayflower, came in sight in the distance on the ocean body. Soon after, people were brought up in smaller canoes, hungry for food, thirsty for pure drinking water, and overall happy to finally be on land. America smiled at them, glad to see her future citizens happy, when she felt a small kick in her womb.

A new colony would be forming, and soon.

Accompanying America was her two-year-old daughter, Virginia, and, in America's arms, was the baby New York, sleeping peacefully. Virginia held on to her mother's flowing skirt as she watched the people below getting themselves comfortable, her already long blonde hair and cloak flowing with the wind. She soon looked up at America.

"A new colony is forming," she said.

America smiled at her and nodded. "You are right Evelyn. It's forming right here, right now."

End Flashback

On the day of the birth of Massachusetts, America had been grateful she left Ryker in the care of her maids, as she had woken up to a baby's cry. Opening her eyes, America's eyes fell onto a wailing infant who appeared to be the carbon copy of her, except he had England's shaggy hair. In hopes of calming the distressed baby, America began to lightly rock him. This different movement silenced the baby, and he looked up at his mother with confusion.

America remembered naming him Felix right there on the spot.

Virginia also happened to be with her, and the maids came in not too long after Felix had calmed, one of them holding Ryker. Both babies stared at each other for so long America wondered if they were having a staring contest. Virginia, meanwhile, placed a small kiss on Felix's head, the sign of a loving older sister. Ryker, meanwhile, gave a little whine at being left out, so Evelyn kissed his head too.

America smiled at that, loving how her children genuinely cared for one another, despite the heated arguments they have from time to time.

When he was old enough to walk and speak, it was apparent that Felix was like England in personality. One time, America had been horrified to find him drinking alcohol, and then acting exactly like England when he was drunk.

After he was sober, America gave him a good scolding, but even today, that didn't stop him from drinking from time to time. However, one thing Felix didn't inherit from his father was his love for magic, though he did also see "imaginary friends" like his older sister, and even named the flying bunny he was seeing "Flying Blue Bunny" or FBB.

America remembered laughing so hard she almost died from the lack of air, while Virginia smiled and greeted the little rabbit the way her younger brother would.

However, ever since the horrific Salem Witch Trials in his town of Salem, Felix made a vow to never use magic, and America knew he still had nightmares about that event. Anyone would if they had to witness it themselves.

Felix also would try to keep in his fiery temper for his mother, as he knew that she was having a hard time raising her other children by herself, so he would try to help in whatever way he could, though that didn't stop him from using the words his father was known to use when angry or irritated, like "wanker" or "bloody hell", or something like that in between.

America's second son with England truly was like his father more than his mother, and it made the latter sad, but for a different reason altogether.

For England would never know the true America without feeling inclined to use her for his own needs. No matter how much she would wish it, she knew it was a fool's dream.