"Ugh…" England groaned. Another world meeting that was sure to be like all the others. Romano was currently talking while trying to kick away Spain and Italy both. God only knows why…
"Hey everyone! The hero is here!" Alfred F. Jones. Possibly the loudest country there was. England sighed and turned to scowl at his former colony.
"You git, you're later than usual. What took you so long?"
"Aww, Iggy missed me! The kids were being a real pain. I had to get them all to Virginia's house so she could take care of them. Alaska and Texas were being really problematic-"
"What about Luka?" Russia's voice popped in to the conversation causing a few odd stares in their direction.
"His name is Luke, and he was only being difficult. Nothing bad happened, so you can just calm your ass down." The Russian glared at Alfred for a brief moment before his normal smile split across his face. A dark aura started to form around him as a soft kol'ing started to emit from him. He drew his pipe and started to stand when a teenage girl that looked like Alfred's female equivalent burst in. "Virginia, what are you doing here?" Alfred questioned. The girl was bent in half, gasping for breath.
"Tex… is acting… like a monster…" Alfred looked at her before hearing the giggling of some of his younger countries. A girl with long, silky black hair bounced around happily. She adjusted her coconut bra and grass skirt as she ran through the door way in a giggling fit.
"Dad, I came to visit you!" She squeaked. Japan's face lit up as he held out his arms for the preteen's hug. After Hawaii, the rest of the states flooded in.
"Hey Dad!" A boy with sleek black hair chirped as he ran up to Mexico's side. Mexico smiled brightly before lifting New Mexico up into his lap. "Dad, I'm way too old for this!"
"Not for me, Alfonze! You'll always be my little one!"
"Oh gag…" Tex whispered. He had shaggy brown hair that had a hair curl like Canada's. A pair of glasses hung off his nose lazily as he walked around the crowd. He padded over to the far wall and leaned up against it, watching as all the countries gushed over his brothers and sisters.
Alaska swam through the sea of countries and states, trying to reach a safe place. "Luka, there you are!" Luka nearly wet himself. Russia was a great father, most of the time, but always held onto Alaska too tight, like if he let go, Alaska might float away.
"Papa!" Luka shouted in mock happiness. Russia pulled the state into a bear hug that threatened to squeeze the life out of the poor boy.
"I've missed you." Russia whispered into his son's hair. A hand poked his back. Russia turned to the person who ruined his and Luka's father-son moment, an evil smile tugging at the ends of his mouth. Tex stood there, a look of indifference permanently etched into his face. "Da?"
"Hello Uncle Ivan, nice to see you too. I need to see Luka." Ivan's dark aura returned. A threatening smirk broke across his face while he drew his pipe once more. Tex reached for his revolver, just in case he needed it.
"Stop it!" Luka growled. Reluctantly, Ivan put his pipe back while Tex returned the gun to its holster.
"I am sorry Luka; I shall leave so you two can talk." Ivan backed away slowly, watching as the two turned towards each other.
"What is it?" Luka questioned.
"Would you like to carry on the conversation we were having earlier?" Immediately after this was said, Luka's face took on a pained expression.
"That would not be the smartest idea, Tex. Especially not with my father here. You might not leave unless in a body bag." Tex sighed and started to twirl his hair curl out of boredom.
"Alright, if that's really what you want." Alaska smiled. 'I'm glad he sees it my way,' he thought happily. Tex turned away from his brother and walked towards the wall again.
Kentucky skipped happily to her brother. "Hey Tex, what's up?" Tex looked up at his hick of a sister. She wore a plaid long-sleeve shirt and dark, tattered jeans.
"Nothing, sis. Don't worry 'bout it." Kentucky gave him a skeptical look before leaning up against the wall herself.
"That was some fight you had this mornin' with Luke." She chuckled quietly.
"It wasn't a fight. It was merely a loud argument…"
"Little bro, arguments don't have punching and kicking, scratching or biting, or insults spoken in Spanish, Russian, or English. Besides, your secret's safe with me! I won't tell anyone that you were just releasing sexual tension." Tex frowned and punched his sister in the arm. He immediately regretted it and drew his hand back.
"Ow…" Kentucky laughed and pulled her long brown hair into a pony tail. "It wasn't sexual tension. You know I don't like him like that. It just irks me that he is bigger." Kentucky stared at him with wide eyes.
"Why are you thinking about that?" Tex quirked an eyebrow.
"What do you mean?" Tex furrowed his brow. He had no idea what his sister meant. The truth then struck him.
"HOLY MOTHER OF GOD! What is wrong with you? You, Jenny, are indeed CRAZY!"
"Damn straight." She replied. Tex shook his head madly before he stalked off. "Aww, he's so cute when he blushes like that!" Jenny chuckled again before walking off to tell Rhode Island.
Being the smallest of all Alfred's children, the state usually stuck with one of her bigger brothers or sisters. She was currently clutching tightly to Tennessee. Her long, blonde hair swayed gently as her younger brother moved. Rhode Island was one of Alfred's oldest children, but everyone was bigger than her. California had always said she had the prettiest blue eyes of any other state, though.
"Hey Emma, I need to talk to you!" Jenny yelled. Emma turned towards her younger sister and relaxed her grip on Tennessee. She dashed towards the other state.
"What is it?" The blonde asked curiously. Jenny leaned in closer.
"Tex has a crush on Luke!" Emma's eyes widened before she grinned happily.
"I knew it!" She squealed fangirlishly. She danced happily in place in a rather spazzy manner until she was out of breath.
"You are so much like Dad; it's not even funny…" Emma pouted. Jenny shrugged. She turned to leave until Emma grabbed her arm.
"Wait no! Don't leave me!" Emma cried. Jenny pulled away and walked off again. "No!" Emma whispered hoarsely. She turned to find another state but instead found another country. Sweden towered over her, the same look of indifference that Tex had appeared on his face. Emma yelped quietly as his gazed met hers. He smiled warmly and held out his hand which she took gratefully. Suddenly, she was lifted up onto his shoulders. She smiled and rested her hands on his head, whispering a soft "thank you" as he walked toward Finland.
Virginia sat at the large meeting table, a wet rag on her forehead. Ukraine sat at her side, a glass of water in hand and a bottle of aspirin in the other. "Are you sure you are going to be okay Megan? You basically ran across water to get here!" Megan smiled.
"Don't worry about it Katyusha! I'm fine, really. You don't have to worry about me!" Ekaterina's worried expression disappeared and was replaced with a relieved one.
"Okay, so how's Delaware been? I know you kids are in a relationship!" Megan smiled sheepishly as deep blush settled itself permanently on her face.
"Yeah, we are. But it's really hard to date him because he looks so much like our father. It's very awkward…" Ekaterina laughed.
"I know what that feels like! Natalia tells me all the time that if she and Ivan got married, it would be just like marrying me!" Megan replied with a laugh.
"Look at those two Amerika! They are acting like the best of friends" Ivan hooked an arm around Alfred and gestured to the two. Alfred quirked an eyebrow.
"Acting?" He deadpanned.
"You know what I mean!" Ivan replied icily. Alfred shrugged and turned back to Ivan.
"So, what's up? If your answer is nothing, than I would really like to get back to life."
"You're so cruel to me." Ivan frowned. Alfred patted him on the head.
"That's how our relationship works!" 'If you could call it a relationship…' Alfred added mentally. Ivan sighed and walked away from the American.
"Leilani, stop it. I can't… breathe…" Leilani stopped tickling Japan and started laughing herself. Alfred suddenly popped up between the two.
"Hey guys, wanna play some video games?" Leilani and Japan looked at each other, and then back at Alfred.
"Sure!" They said in unison. Alfred grinned and grabbed both their hands. He dragged the two towards the exit.
"Well, there goes Dad, Leilani, and Kiku." Tennessee muttered. Strands of dirty blonde hair fell in his face. He blew them away and adjusted his T-shirt.
Tennessee had thick, straight hair that resembled England's slightly. He was of medium height with strong arms and legs. He shoved his hands in his pockets and walked over to the bar. Prussia greeted him in a bartender's outfit.
"So kid, what'll it be?" Tennessee thought it over briefly.
"Bottle of whiskey. Doesn't matter which brand. Whatever your strongest is."
Gilbert rummaged around his collection of alchohol. "So kid, got a name?"
"My name? It's Dean."
"Well Dean, this is our strongest whiskey." Gilbert handed him the whiskey. Dean held it up.
"Moon shine? I can't drink this; it'd be breakin' the law."
"Oh, you're one of Alfie's kids. What are you, chicken? Come on, you said you wanted the strongest." Dean said nothing. He only looked back at the bottle.
"Fine, I'll drink it." Dean wasted no time opening the bottle. He started to chug it and was finished in thirty seconds flat.
"Damn…" Gilbert whispered. He picked out a few more bottles and sat them in front of the state, hauling ass next to him as he did. "Umm, cheers I guess." They opened up a bottle each and clinked them together.
Luka sat up against the wall, pulling his knees towards him. He watched as the crowd buzzed excitedly. He sighed and put his head in his hands. The air suddenly got colder around the state as his Father sat next to him.
"Luka, you seem troubled. What is the matter?" Luka looked at his father. Ivan's face was warm and inviting and seemed to actually care.
"Dad, how do you know you're in love?" Ivan wore a surprised expression.
"Well, I'm not sure. I can tell you what it feels like to be around your father. I always get a fluttering sensation in the pit of my stomach. My legs always feel weak, and my heart stats to beat rather fast. I guess that's what it feels like to be in love. But I couldn't tell you really. Alfred is more the romantic anyway. Why do you ask?" Luka looked down at his hands, finding them the most interesting thing on the planet at the moment.
"I… I don't know." Luka stood up and walked away. Ivan sighed and watched until Luka reached the exit and walked out. A content smile spread across Ivan's face.
"Treat Luka well, Tex. You know what will happen if you don't."