Hey there!

This is my first Hetalia fan fiction and I am actually just starting to watch Hetalia (I LOVE IT!) So I figured I'd start small with a little story about the states, I don't think there is any real pairing except for one sided Alaska/Russia (one sided until further notice [Alaska is a boy by the way so if that bothers you, you shouldn't read this]) I'll try to update each time I finish a chapter so yeah.

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The United States of America, is more than just America, much more. Fifty whole states more, bbut what happens when these states go to a meeting of countries?

Mayhem comparable to that of a war. Today was a day in which that mayhem would be unleashed on to the countries of the world.

"DAD! TENESSEE AND KENTUCKY ARE BEING MEAN TO ME!" screamed a sobbing Maryland as she ran into her father. America's arms.

"Tennessee, Kentucky what have I told you about picking on your sister?"

"Not to," the two boys suggested to America looking up at him.

Kentucky was wearing a plain black shirt that read, "United we stand, divided we fall" with jeans and sneakers. Tennessee had on a similar outfit but for a shirt he was wearing a white beater and an open denim jacket on top and denim jeans with blue sneakers.

"And why don't we fight with our siblings," questioned America looking down at them.

"Be- because you said we are supposed to be united, not divided."

"That's right and Kentucky you really should know better running around wearing that shirt with a saying you liked so much you said it until people considered it to be your motto."

Kentucky looked down at his shoes.

"Okay now, go get ready, we have to go to Canada's place for the meeting today after all."

"Okay," they mumbled walking away.

"Dad, will Mr. France be at the meeting?"

"Of course Maryland why wouldn't he be, was there some big war that I wasn't informed of?"

"No it's just he hasn't see un for a while and, I was wondering if he's let me borrow something of his."

"Oh? Well what does France have that we don't have?"

"We don't have it, I know and it isn't for me, it's for Pennsylvania, her birthday is coming up."

"That's true her birthday is right around the corner I almost forg-"

America was cut off by the loud screams of New York, Jersey, and Pennsylvania which was followed by the laughter of Texas.

"Maryland, why don't you go find everyone else and get them lined up outside ok?"

"Okay dad," Maryland said as she turned to go find the others. America watched as she ran out the door, and then noted that she did actually like the dress he'd given her last Independence day. It was pink and white with a little yellow bow in the middle. She was wearing a yellow hair band to match it, he short brown hair falling to her shoulders.

America smiled but then was bought out of it by New York swearing at Texas saying all the things he was going to do to him, all of which included a gun or some other kind of weapon.

He climbed the steps quickly and ran into the game room where Pennsylvania had pocketknife out pointed at Texas while New York had taken the Yankee bat from off of one of the games and New Jersey had a shovel in her hands one thing that they all had in common was they were all drenched and looked furious. Texas on the other hand was still laughing his but off.

"Texas, Pennsylvania, New York, I don't know what is going on but you'd better put down those weapons right now," America said looking at the seemingly young teens who looked at him with pouting eyes.

America looked between them, "Pennsylvania what did Texas do?"

"He dumped ice water on us which had fish in it, and on top of that snails."

America looked down and noticed the fish and snails on the ground, had this been a country this had happened to he would have a million jokes about the country or maybe be the one who'd pranked them. But the states were his kids and they shouldn't be doing this to each other.

"Texas, didn't I tell you to stop pranking them?"

"Yeah… but dad I could justify in a court of law." Said Texas his Texas draw slipping into each of his words.

"You can't justify that!" New York butted in.

"But I can and it is very obvious why I did it and my reasonin' for this is payback for the time these three stuck me with babysittin' New Mexico for a whole week.

The other three states looked dumbstruck by the statement.

New Jersey was the first to speak and get over it, "That was years ago and you've pranked us hundreds of times since then."

With that the four began arguing again.

"Enough!" America exclaimed and then looked between them all.

"Texas go outside with everyone else, Pennsylvania, New Jersey, New York, go get brushed off a bit and change and then meet us outside."

The two female states (Pennsylvania and New Jersey) walked out the mumbling about their clothes and New York followed behind them bumping into Texas as he did so.

America looked at him, "why can't you just do what I ask you to?"

"Well, Britain told you not to become free and you did that," Texas pointed out as he looked up at his dad. Texas practically looked like a replica of America except he didn't wear glasses and he was wearing a red and blue shirt with one star on it, a lone star that left out 49 others and he was wearing brown pants with cowboy boots (his favorite pair) compared to America who was in his normal attire.

"That's different something good came out of that, what good comes out of you picking on New York, New Jersey, and Pennsylvania?"

"Well, I get a laugh and I get to mess with 'em, don't know why the water bothered 'em so much, they all should be used to it by now, especially York wasn't part of his economy fishin' or somethin' of the sort?"

"Well, if you want to play that card it's okay to dump you in cow manure you know, because it's something you sell down there?"

"Well no, they sell manure everywhere."

"People fish everywhere too."

"I can name a place they don't fish," Texas said as he and America began walking down the steps.

"Oh really where?" America asked flatly already getting an idea as to where this would be going.

"They don't fish in Romania."

"Now who told you that?"

"Michigan," Texas said proudly.

America sighed, "I'm positive they fish in Romania and you can ask him yourself if you want."

"Okay."

As they walked outside through a glass sliding door Delaware was going down the line with a ruler addressing each of the states.

"Men and woman," he'd began, "Now that we are meeting countries we must be on excellent behavior, anyone who gets even a tad bit out of line and I will beat you with my ruler. I will be watching for both fraternization with enemies of our father and acting in anyway unconstitutional, do you understand me?"

"Yes sir annoyings-a- lot," mumbled Illinois.

Delaware gave him a pointed look, "Illinois," he said pronouncing the "s" on purpose, "be Glad I am letting you wear that shirt." The shirt read, "Illinois, the "S" is silent dumba**"

America sighed, every time they went somewhere this happened, "okay everyone the normal rules are in order and try not to disrupt the meeting and please don't start a fight with any countries we don't need a war civil or otherwise." As he said this he looked at New Mexico, his tan skin met by dark black hair he was wearing in a ponytail and was wearing a blue shirt that had some Spanish saying on it and red pants. America only hoped that the shirt wasn't offensive to the Spanish speaking countries that'd be there. New Mexico did this most of the time to be smart; he thinks it's funny somehow.

"New Mexi-"

"It's not because I have the name Mexico this time, it's genuinely because someone," New Mexico looked at California who just found a sudden interest in the clouds, "thought the shirt looked better on me."

Florida and California snickered a bit and as America was about to comment on it New York, New Jersey, and Pennsylvania came outside still obviously livid with anger.

New York had slipped on a muscle top and black jeans with a leather jacket. He had brown hair and black eyes. As mad as he was he still managed to stand in his normal stance fidgeting with who knows what, it could honestly be said he never stopped moving and that was not a good thing to add to his hot head temper.

New Jersey was wearing a green dress that had a bit of ruffles at the end and became longer in the back but the front came to her knees. She had light brown hair that fell down her back and despite being one of the oldest she looked a lot younger.

Pennsylvania had on a red and black striped shirt which stopped short of her bellybutton and a black leather skirt that had a small chain decorating the side of it. Her black hair was curled a bit past her shoulder.

America breathed out a sigh/laugh, "Pennsylvania, New York not that you don't look…lovely but what's with all the black, are you too trying to go for the same style because if that's the case then by all means, go for it."

"I'll match my clothes with his, when Sealand becomes recognized as a country."

"Alright let's hit the road huh," said Arizona before one of these guys start a whole nother civil war?"

Many of the states groaned in remembrance as they trudged forward outside the large yard and then to the awaiting Air Force One.

Delaware and Pennsylvania sat down on couch with a few other in front of their dad who had Hawaii snuggled into his side sleeping silently.

"Excited?" America asked looking at them all with happiness, it had been a while since they'd seen any other country other than Canada.

"Well, it'd be nice to actually meet France, I don't have many memories of him just a picture or two," stated Louisiana.

"Oh, you should've said something I could have told you stuff about him, he's a no good son of a-"

"Hey, hey, Ohio watch your mouth in front of your younger siblings," America reprimanded him.

Ohio just slumped in his seat, sighing and then taking out his phone messing around with it.

New York looked smug as he nodded, "I'm excited dad, haven't seen good old uncle England for a while….it's almost nerve wrecking all the things I could say."

America made a mental note to keep an eye on his oldest thirteen kids so they did not attempt to nor successfully kill England. He may have been okay to move pass the war but the states were still young and didn't understand all of it yet.

All he could hope for was that seeing that England….wasn't that bad (not that he'd admit that aloud) in person they could forgive, forget, and then maybe add some more cool recipes to America's McDonalds if they all can vote unanimously.