"W-Wha?" I said, sputtering.

"Bloody hell, please tell me he can talk."

A voice.... it sounds...british. Wait, where did he hear that word?

"Of course he can, angleterre!" The girly dude said.

My eye twitched.

What...?

I thought.

"What's your name, shank?"

Suddenly a name popped to my mind.

"America."