America. Famous for things like burgers, shotguns, democracy, freedom, deep fried food, bigger shotguns, the Statue of Liberty, over-compensating monster trucks, capitalism, bald eagles who aren't actually bald and one very stupid idiot in a bomber jacket-

"Yo! Author-san! Mind not insulting our onii-chan?"

"Yeah! What did he ever do to you?"

"Hurry up and get on with it!"

…

Fine.

Be like that.

Pennsylvania, a brown haired girl who lives in an area surrounded by a forest as green as her eyes with so many trees and small animals, you could almost call her a Disney princess. However, as kind as she may be, being one of the oldest states, she has to employ the use of force to control her siblings.

Today's case is with the Dakota's. A pair of mischievous devils with olive eyes and auburn hair that North combs it to the left and South combs it to the right. Most people don't really know why there's two of them, but it means Pennsylvania just has to deal with a pair of twins whose thoughts line up perfectly.

"Morning Penn-chan," North Dakota waved.

"Going shopping?" South Dakota pointed at the coupons in the girl's hands.

Pennsylvania had a creeping suspicion that the twins were planning something dastardly, but answered them anyways, hoping for the best.

"Yes, I'm out of food and I managed to burn my last hairbands when I was in the steel mill yesterday."

Within the borders of Pennsylvania lies Pittsburgh, the Steel City. Pennsylvania often lent a hand to the workers there to take a breather whenever she got tired of having to pour over the endless wave of work that was even now piling up in her inbox. Its said for that every reason, Pennsylvania could be put into a sauna for hours at a time and not be affected by it. Whatever temperatures could be found in a sauna, the steel mills were always much hotter.

"Really? Then can we help you?" North asked.

"You can even use our membership card!" South pleaded

"No. You not allowed." Pennsylvania instantly shot the twins' offer down.

"So cold onee-chan." North cried on to his brother's shoulders.

"Sniffle." South provided sound effects.

Pennsylvania never failed to be amazed at what the twins would do to get their way. She heard from New York that they once tried to bribe him with a combination of apples, investment strategies and expensive wine they "got" from France. At Least they aren't using yaoi mangas this time, Pennsylvania sighed a breath of relief.

"And we just got an extra copy of the limited edition of Shouran Host Club volume 4!" North pulled a manga out from somewhere.

"What will we ever do with something like this?" South wailed in the most sarcastic way Pennsylvania ever heard.

"Maybe we should let Wyoming have it!" North pulled out his brother's phone from South's pocket.

They're just trying to bribe you, they're just trying to bribe you, Pennsylvania reassured herself as she heard the twins chuckling behind her, the store across the street has some. Unfortunately, the store that otherwise would sell things from Japan across the street was closed for the day, Alaska was once again out fishing. Pennsylvania cursed before falling to her knees in defeat. She had even marked the release on her calendar, she sobbed a bit before looking back over at the twins.

"C-can I please have that manga?" Pennsylvania put on her best puppy eyes impression only to find the twins were using her desired limited edition of Shouran Host Club for something else.

It was attached to a cord of rope with the help of some duct tape hung on a nearby street lamp. North was drawing a demonic pentagram with a piece of light green chalk as his brother recited lines out of a Harry Potter book.

"HEY!" Pennsylvania yelled at the twins, "Don't use my manga as a demon sacrifice! You two aren't England!"

"But we were just trying to summon a demon." South looked up from his copy of Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.

"So he could be our butler and stuff." Picked out a pink piece of chalk from a bucket.

Pennsylvania debated whether or not that limited edition of Shouran Host Club was a fair trade for her to have one hell of a butler in black at her command. Within seconds she descended into fangirl mode as the floodgate in her nose let out a trickle of blood. Her fantasy were quickly broken as she realized as the twins were running away and there was a large smug of pink on the manga.

Something inside Pennsylvania snapped and she picked up the manga before bolting after the twins who were rounding the corner.

"YOU GOT CHALK ON THIS. YOU MUST PAY. IN BLOOD." she roared.

"South, I think we pissed her off." North commented on the ever shortening distance between him and his brother and the girl that was chasing them.

"I agree with you North." South pushed a poor Nevada out of the way, ignoring the cries from his harem of female entertainers (Nevada actually made a fairly lucrative profit off of gambling so calling him "poor" isn't politically correct.)

Pennsylvania crashed through Nevada, who shouted "Blackjack!" before being launched into the air, and the harem like a bowling ball. There was more important things than your adopted siblings sometimes, to Pennsylvania, yaoi was one of them. She took out a notepad and wrote down to apologize to Nevada later who was currently being pulled out of a brick wall by a few bunny girls.

"I'm going to tear you two a new one!" Pennsylvania yelled as she got ever closer to the twin's jackets. And then, grab, the twins cringed in fear. The last time Maryland was caught tampering with Pennsylvania's yaoi manga, she wouldn't come out of her house for weeks.

North Dakota gulped.

South Dakota said his prayers.

They knew that where they were going, they would need as much help as they could get.

END

A/N: For those of you who don't get why Penn-chan is so obsessive over yaoi, one of her major cities, Philadelphia, is known as the "City of Brotherly Love". I'll just let that sink in for a bit and you should be able to see the connection.