Gremlins
The United States of America, Alfred F. Jones, Dad, Bro, but less often known as Maryland. Home of the nation's capital. No one really knew that pouring water on him would mean more states, but that's how we turned up. Once we ran out of states to claim, Maryland stopped reacting to water. Some of us are older, some of us are younger. Some are East and some are West. Some are North, others South. I'm Minnesota, the Midwestern state of ten thousand lakes. I also border Lake Superior, Canada, the Dakotas, Wisconsin, and Iowa.
Similar to the nations that make up the world, most of the states are men. It's a fact that doesn't really bother me, until I go see Florida and he gawks at my swim suit. Fortunately, I stay fit with everything to do in my state, and I can beat the crap out of him... Sometimes. When I can't, Texas is on my side. I find it funny, he doesn't want to be part of the US, but he'll still stick up for me, like a big brother would.
But, I don't just hang out with those guys, I actually like having Alaska, one of my few sisters, over to come and fish with me and Iowa and Wisconsin. The Dakotas come too, sometimes, but they have a lot of tourists, so it's hard to find time to have all of them over. Maine, who doesn't talk a lot, refuses to come over unless he is sure that no one else will be on their way, and it cannot be during hunting or fishing season or in the winter, because he has to shovel. Everyone has their own terms for coming over to my house and visiting me, and I have my own terms for visiting them. No one minds, actually, it's become an accepted fact among all of us. But when Alfie is too tired to be a nation, one of the other states easily fills in for him.
I have a small idea for this story. It will probably end up being a bunch of mini chapters.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy later chapters.
This was just to explain a little bit about my head cannon of the USA.
This story will be centered more around Alfred and Minnesota (my OC) and their visitors.
