Soooo... I know you are all probably yelling at me for not updating my other stories, and I am really sorry for that, but I have had writers block on them both for a while now, but I promise I am working on them!
And until I get them finished and able to update I wrote this to kind of deal with the more stressful things going on here in the states.
And I'll say now that I know this happened a while ago but it sounded amusing in my head so this is what became of it!
Disclaimer: You know this site is called fanfiction for a reason, I am unworthy to own Hetalia's awesomeness!
America came sprinting into the meeting, clothes crinkled, hair a mess and glasses askew. His breath came in quick pants and after looking frantically around the room for somewhere to hide the superpower dove under the table.
England, being the curious country he is, peered beneath the table at the shivering blonde, "What are you doing you git?"
Said git opened his mouth to speak when the doors once again burst open to reveal a group of angry looking teenagers. The four that looked to be leading the charge were a pair of identical blondes and two angry Latino looking boys, with more than twenty others following behind them.
Spotting some of the other countries that sat around the table one of the Latino boys, wearing a black cowboy hat, asked, well more like growled, "Where is he?"
England could almost feel the table shaking from how much America was shivering with fear, "Where is who?" The Brit asked, attempting to look completely innocent, hoping to save his former colony from whatever anger these teens have.
The twins put their hands on their hips and glared at the island nation, "Shut up you Tea bastard! Don't make us go Revolutionary on you!" This made the blonde twitch, old memories flying through his head.
"Ohohoho~" A French laugh came from within the crowd and a boy shoved his way to the front, his long blonde hair tied back from his face and his blue eyes sparkling with glee, "Yes you black sheep, be quiet or I'll get my dolls!" An evil cackle followed the words, though England was very confused about what the teen meant by 'dolls'.
The other Latino looking boy rolled his darker blue eyes, "Come on man, we know he's here, despite being his kids, we ain't that stupid," The English nation twitched again at the horrible grammar though he held his tongue against any corrections.
The comment made was enough to have America jump out from under the table pointing an accusing finger at the teen, "Look who's talking Cali!" Then he slapped a hand over is own mouth staring wide eyed at the teenager, who was smirking quite happily.
"Damn..." He muttered.
The English speaking nation tried to dive back underneath the table only to be grabbed by another Latino boy, this one looking even meaner than the first two, "I don't think you should try that again," he growled.
The superpower flinched at the teenager's barely veiled threat and nodded his understanding.
"Good," he grunted letting the taller man fall to the floor before standing next to the others again.
Most of the other countries in the room just stared at the others very confused on who these children were.
America regained his feet and stood in front of them unflinching despite the fact that he was pretty afraid right now.
"How could you let him come back!" Shouted a shorter boy from the back of the group, shoving his way to the front everyone's eyes widened when they saw a boy in bright yellow skinny jeans, a neon pink shirt and a fire truck red fedora step in front of America. And despite the height gap the nation still looked pretty intimidated by the boy.
America held up his hands in sign of surrender, "Aww... New York, please try to understand, I d-don't pick who leads, our people d-do! I'm not allowed to be bias!" The usually powerful country was practically begging the other to understand.
A 'humph' could be heard coming from the twins from earlier, "Yeah right..." They scowled at him.
As if America could feel the stares from the other countries on his back, he turned and smiled at the other nations, "Oh... haha... hey guys!" He spun back to the teenagers, "Go! We will talk about this at home!" He muttered to them quickly smiling brightly when the large group began to leave.
When they were nearly out of earshot America took the chance to holler, "And remember it's only four more years." He heard some grumbles but ignored them and turned back to the meeting, "Okay then guys, time to get-" A tennis racket coming from the direction of the door hit America right in the back of the head and caused the nation to fall out cold.
"Well that was weird, aru."
"Ja, I agree..."
"PAAASSTAAAA!"
"Do you think they would become one with Russia?"
"Just try it," came the unconscious response from the floor.
Okay in case you were wondering here is the order of states by appearance!:
Texas, the Carolina's, Louisiana, California, Arizona, New York, the Carolina's again, and that was it!
Please tell me if you think that I didn't do your state justice, I really want to get as much right as possible and all of these states actually did try to succeed so yeah... wasn't that a fun time...? *sarcasm*
You'll see some favoritism in this just to warn you, mostly because I have to represent my home state! I will not tell you which state that is but I'm sure you will figure it out!
Till next random piece of plotless story!
WOOHOOO!
