A word from the author: Huzzah! I've been waiting to post this story for a while. I wanted to at least have most of the chapters ready before I started posting it because I know how annoying it is when there's huge gaps of time between chapters. I don't want to make you guys wait for a story in progress for too long! Anyway, this is my way of introducing all of my state OCs! I'll be using them a lot (though some more than others) so I hope you like them :)

So enough from me! On to the story!

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, but I wish I did because just about everything in this show is genius! I do own these state personification OCs, though, so I got that at least. :)


Normally, he would love to never answer his stupid random calls, as anyone who has ever encountered the boisterous nation would completely understand. England simply stared at the phone on his desk as it rang, as if it would jump up and bite him if he reached for it, the name plastered on the screen staring back at him with silent anticipation. He honestly didn't have time for this. Then again, when did he ever? In an attempt to ignore the constant ringing(and not make it obvious he was hanging up on him and alert him of his presence), England once again busied himself with whatever he was doing before hand, signing some documents, he remembered, before drinking the rest of his tea. At this point, the ringing was really starting to get on his nerves. He was just about to go ahead and hang it up when the ringing finally stopped and it went to voice mail. Sighing in relief, he poured himself another cup before he started reorganizing his papers, then immediately threw them into the air when he was startled by the phone ringing again. Now incredibly irritated, he grabbed the phone and threw it across the room, watching contently as it unceremoniously bounced across the floor.

With a satisfied huff, he slowly got up to clean the mess he'd just made. If he'd had any company at that moment, he grimaced, they'd be having a field day with that spectacle. He'd have to remember to give that idiotic American a piece of his mind the next time he sees him. Teach him a lesson on only calling people if it's important. At that thought, another thought struck him. What if it was important? Maybe something happened. He immediately shook his head. Nah. He shouldn't be worrying about his former charge so much.

The phone finally silenced once again. England stared at it for some time before going back to cleaning his now filthy office. Leave it to America to indirectly trash someone's room within the span of less than three minutes without even being there. Oh, if he called him one more time-

*RING RING*

"WHAT DO YOU WANT!?" he screamed into the speaker. He hadn't even realized that he'd picked up the phone. It had somehow ended up in his hand within a single blind moment of murderous intent.

"There you are! It's about time!" America chimed happily, "I've been trying to call ya for a while now."

"Oh, really," England forced through gritted teeth. He honestly wasn't in the mood for this. "And why might that be, per se?"

America gave a nervous chuckled. "Yeah, uh, so something came up and my boss kinda needs me to do some stuff for him, so...uh..."

"Yes?" he grunted irritably.

"I, uh, don't have anyone to watch my states."

After a moment of deciphering what America meant by that, England went visibly pale. "I will NOT."

"Please, England? It'll only be a couple hours tops."

"Why don't you just let them take care of themselves!? Why do I have to be there?!" Of all the things that England didn't want to do today, being in a house with forty something lunatics and a few uncategorized pieces of work scattered in between was at the top of that list, especially a certain thirteen that have never been particularly fond of him, and a couple of northern states within those thirteen that seemed to want nothing more than to watch him suffer.

"Come on, please?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"I'll owe you a favor."

"NO."

"Pretty please."

"I said NO."

"With a cherry on top?"

*CLICK*

With a frustrated sigh, he returned his phone to his deck and collected the rest of the papers all over the floor. By now, his tea had gotten cold, but he was too angry to even care. Today just wasn't England's day. This point was especially proven correct when the phone suddenly started blaring again and he spilled cold tea all over himself.

He had the phone again within a second. "WHAT!?"

"...Please?"

Despite the mess, England suddenly wished that France was somewhere nearby. He really needed to punch something right now. "If I do this for you this one time, will your favor be to leave me ALONE?!"

"Haha! Yeah sure, dude! I really appreciate your help! Talk to ya later, 'kay?"

He then proceeded to hang up before England could say anything more. Yep, today was just not going to be England's day.

-Hetalia!-

Considering the time difference between the country of England and his own, it was perfectly understandable for Japan to be so tired. He would have loved nothing more at that moment than to find a bed or couch somewhere, curl up into a little ball, and fall asleep. Unfortunately, this wasn't an option at the time as he quietly tiptoed through the halls of England's workplace. Truth be told, he wasn't suppose to be there. As a 'foreign government official', this area of the building was supposedly off limits, and that included England's office. Japan could understand. It isn't a good idea to allow just anyone to waltz into your office unannounced, but Japan was England's friend, so he assumed that he wouldn't mind so much. Besides, they were both lonely people, so maybe England would actually appreciate his company, or at least he hoped so. In all honesty, Japan was happy that his government officials were having a meeting in London, which meant a chance to visit him. Of course, with the combination of time change and jet lag, Japan was a little less thrilled to be where he currently was at the moment. Refocusing himself, he continued down the hallway until he reached the door that he expected to be to England's office. What he didn't expect was an angry England storming out of said door and barreling into him, almost throwing them both onto the floor.

"I- Grrrrrrr..." England silenced himself as he reached out his hand to help a startled Japan back to his feet. "I'm dreadfully sorry, Japan. I didn't see you in time and I've been in a foul mood lately. I should have been more careful."

"I-It's alright..." Japan stuttered, stumbling a little from the shock of being violently rammed into by an angry Englishman. "W-why are you so...so upset, i-i-if it isn't t-too much trouble?"

England sighed irritably. "Well, if you must know, I was only mildly irritable this morning, and then a certain idiot, I'm sure you know him, had the absolute GALL to call me and ask that I babysit his monstrous little hooligans that he knows as his states."

"Oh..." Japan mumbled. "W-well, it was very nice of you to do this for him-"

"What choice did I have!?" England suddenly shouted, quieting Japan lest he upset him further. "He wouldn't leave me alone! He wouldn't know what 'no' means if you stamped it on his forehead!"

For the next half an hour, England vented to Japan about every single problem he could possibly have with the bombastic American and his little imps. Japan found himself subconsciously folding in on himself and side-stepping away from his friend as he devolved into a raving lunatic. By the end of it, England was practically pulling his hair out.

"And they don't even like me! And they think that I'M not over the revolution! Bah!"

"England-san-"

"I mean, honestly! Can you believe them all!"

"England-san."

"Hmm?" England blinked and paused for a moment, slowly realizing that he just completely went off on poor Japan. He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding and pinched his nose. "Oh. How long have I been rambling?"

Japan timidly shrugged. "So, you have to watch all of America's states by yourself?"

"As of right now, yes. It's not like I have anybody I can ask, really. France is out of the question, China would never agree to it, Russia is...Russia. Actually, America would probably throw a fit if I allowed him anywhere near his house, anyway."

"I would be willing."

England stared at him in surprise. "A-Are you sure?" he questioned. "I don't know if you'd be able to handle them."

"It isn't easy to take care of fifty different people. To be honest, I don't know how America is able to do it, even with how much energy he has." Japan said thoughtfully. "I think it would be best for your health if I assisted you."

England had to really think about this. To be fair, Japan was tougher than he looked, as he knew from first-hand experience. However, he highly doubted that he'd have what it takes to survive in the dreaded Jones household. "Japan, I don't think..."

"Please let me help you."

England gave him once glance before finally shaking his head. "You're going to regret this."

"It's okay, England. I don't think it could be as bad as you say."

England gave Japan a questioning look before giving in and taking his offer. Japan couldn't understand what the big deal was that England would be throwing such a hissy fit, though it was one(now two) against fifty and that could probably get pretty chaotic, especially in a western country. Then a thought struck him. No, not just any western country. This was the United States of America, and these were the states, who were obviously raised directly by America, which could mean a number of things... Japan shook the thoughts out of his head. No, it couldn't possibly be that bad. England could easily be over-exaggerating. Seriously, how hard could it be?

-Hetalia!-

When being the personification of an entire country, especially of larger countries, it's perfectly normal to have more than one house depending on how involved with your citizens and surroundings you want to be, so it would be no surprise that America owns a few houses throughout the U.S. What may be a surprise is that his states have their own homes as well, just outside of their capitals. Considering that states have their own state governments that they are involved with, it would make sense. This could easily be the reason that when other countries come to visit, whether it be for business or fun, that these elusive state personifications are rarely seen. As much as they love being together, they have their own business to attend to and they wouldn't have it any other way.

Japan visited America all the time, so if that weren't the case, he would have seen plenty of them running around whenever he dropped by. Instead, he'd only ever met three of them, none of them during his visits. At one point, Texas had been a fell fledged nation, so he'd seen him at a couple of world conferences before he became a state. No one was really surprised by it though, as the two had gotten along very well. There was also one conference somewhere at the very end of the seventeen hundreds where America had brought Ohio in with him. It was a period of massive industrialization and she had played a huge part in it, so he had brought her to help him with his presentation. She had surprised them; The girl was a very organized and intelligent individual and some nations could never fully comprehend that she was an American at all, let alone one of his states that he raised.

The third one was the most awkward for him, personally. It was during a meeting with America just after the end of World War II that he was introduced to Hawaii. They had been talking about economics when the little girl had peeked inside to see the "big scary Japanese man" for herself and make sure that he didn't hurt her precious daddy. It had single-handedly been one of the cutest things that Japan had ever seen and he couldn't help but feel unworthy of being in the presence of such adorableness after bombing her to oblivion just a few years prior. It was, as said before, awkward for him, but it also felt good to properly apologize. Hawaii hadn't been sure how to take suddenly being bowed to at first, but after having the cultural significance explained to her, she was quick to accept his apology. Japan hadn't really seen much of her since, so he was actually pretty excited to see her again. She was just so cute!

Meanwhile, England had nothing to look forward to but bad memories and a bunch of (for the most part) mini Americas whose sole purpose in life were to make him suffer. By now, England had met every state at least once, and some bothered him more than others. For instance, New York gave England a headache whenever he was anywhere near the boy. Sure, he wasn't as loud and obnoxious as New Jersey(New Jersey might as well be America), but New York was a level of ungentlemanly and rude that had never been seen by mankind. The Carolinas also had a bad habit of rubbing him the wrong way, especially South. Oh boy, South. Their relationship was a little bit complicated, so he never talked much about her. Then there was Rhode Island, who never shut up, ever. England had wanted to put a muzzle on him several times. He couldn't help but be impressed, however, as he had never before seen someone actually talk over America until he'd met the little midget. Then there's Connecticut, who... Actually, Connecticut was pretty close to a gentleman, so he got a pass.

However, nobody, but nobody, got so far over on England's bad side than the two oldest, the sisters Delaware and Pennsylvania. Ooooooh, England just couldn't stand them! They always seemed to have a bone to pick with him, especially Pennsylvania. Despite being the less overwhelming of the two, she never hid the fact that she had it out for England, and England was sick and tired of having anything to do with her, and of course, he was going to be stuck in the same building as her for who knows how long and he was NOT looking forward to it.

England didn't really remember much about the drive with Japan to the Jones' Victorian home, as he was wandering in his own mind and even mentally preparing himself for what was to come. He didn't even realize that they arrived until he heard the car engine shut off and Japan speak to him.

"We are here, England-san."

England blinked a moment before rubbing his head from an incoming headache. This was going to be a really long day. "Alright, alright. Just let me finish mentally bracing myself."

Japan stared at him for a moment before exiting the car and heading for the porch. Realizing that he could be in extreme danger, England quickly leaped out of the car and ran up the steps after him, intercepting him at the door. Japan was slightly startled by England suddenly appearing in front of him.

"Hold on, Japan. I will knock." he stated, before turning to the door. Taking a deep breath, he slowly and hesitantly raised his hand to the door and knocked three times. They waited in silence, both of them anticipating what might be waiting for them when the door opens. Impatient, England knocked louder and rung the doorbell. Yes, the little imps could be mischievous and rude, but to leave someone waiting at the door! He was about to yell and bang on the door again when he heard little footsteps pitter-pattering towards them and the scratching of furniture being pushed across the floor followed by the door creaking slightly open.

Japan's eyes lit up. Peering curiously through the door was Hawaii. The little girl was small and petite, with large chocolate brown eyes and black silk hair falling past her tanned shoulders. Her choice of wardrobe was very simple: A slightly faded scarlet dress with whited out designs of tropical flowers all over it and a beautiful bright purple flower in her hair.

She beamed brightly at them. "Aloha, Mr. England and Mr. Japan!" she said cheerfully.

"Yes, good day, Hawaii." England greeted. Out of all the states, Hawaii was one of the few that he didn't mind that much.

"kon'nichiwa, Hawaii-chan." Japan chimed happily. I haven't seen you in a long time. How are you and your family?"

"We're good, thanks."

"May we come in?" England asked, wanting to get inside and get this whole thing over with. With a quick "oops", Hawaii jumped off of the chair and pulled it out of the way while England opened the door the rest of the way and entered the lively, yet oddly quiet, Victorian home. Hawaii happily ran ahead of him and Japan(who was currently leaving his shoes by the door) and motioned towards the living room that they could relax in.

"So why are you guys here?" she asked as the two nations made their way to the couch.

"Your caretaker requested that we keep an eye on you and your older siblings while he runs some errands." England explained. "He should be back in a couple of hours."

Hawaii nodded in understanding. Japan cleared his throat. "Do you know where the rest of your brothers and sisters are, Hawaii-chan?"

Hawaii turned away, deep in thought, trying to remember where everyone had gone. "Well," she thought aloud. "A bunch of them all went hunting a little ways away. Everyone else should be wandering around here somewhere. They shouldn't be too hard to find. "

Japan nodded. "I see. Very well, then. Let's go find the others as a roll call, so we know where they are and how they are."

"Alright." England agreed. "Now, for your convenience, Japan, I will go in search of the hunters. They're a...rowdy bunch, the lot of them. You search for the states around here."

"I can help you, Mr. Japan!" Hawaii offered happily. "I know every nook and cranny of this place, so we'll find everyone real quick!"

Hawaii jumped up and took Japan's hand, pulling him up and towards the hallway. Japan quietly complied, following her down the hall in search of her other siblings. Meanwhile, England sat in silence, mentally preparing himself for the task at hand.

"At least Japan shouldn't be too traumatized after this...I hope..." he stood up suddenly, tightening his fists in a show of determination. "Come on England, you've had to deal with these kids before, and those were on even worse terms, but this is peace time, now! If you can survive then, you can survive now!"

He briskly walked out the door, squaring his shoulders and holding his head high as he made his way down the road to where he knew they would most likely be around. He was determined! He would not be intimidated by a couple of territories!

"Alright," he said with newly found confidence. "Bring it on, you little imps!"


In case you guys are wondering, England and the older states don't like each other. Why? Grudges. In my head canon, America didn't even meet Delaware until after the Revolution, so England didn't meet any of the states until the War of 1812...and 1814...when he burned down the capital. Yeah, they're still mad. They're also mad at him about some stuff that went down during the American Civil War, but that's a story for another day. ;)

Anyway, I hope you're enjoying this story so far and I will see you in the next chapter!

EDIT: Hey! So I've been thinking about these states of mine and I realized something. As much research as I've done for these characters, I don't think I could ever recreate an accurate state personification on a state that I don't know as much about all by myself. So, I thought of a great idea! Those of you who are reading, especially those from any USA state, please tell me about traits or stereotypes that would make these characters more accurate and memorable! It would help me out a lot if I could get input from people who are actually from those states! Thanks for reading, guys, and I hope that my state OCs will become worth your time. :)

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