Things to remember:
I do not own hetalia! (sob sob)
The chapters will be in order from which the states were ratified.
Every state will be mentioned, but I can't guarantee that I'll write all 50 parts to your liking ~
(If you have any complaints please try to ignore them! I'm writing these parts as properly as possible!)
50.
Why did it have to be 50?
50 felt like the bridge between too much and too little, but it felt like too much and too little all at the same time.
America wondered all these things as he watched 50 bratty teenagers argue. 50.
50 states, 50 personifications, and 50 bratty teenagers.
. . .
"Eh? The states have personifications too?" England tilted his head. How had going to get more tea bags result in having lunch with America? Either way, England found himself dazed that America's states had personification like nations.
"Of course! Each state is like a country, each with culture, theme, state animals, state flowers, and they are all governed by meeeeeeee~!" America held the 'e' as long as he could before having to stop for breath.
"But of course, I can't stay with them all the time and I have to favor them all, so none of them will feel lonely. But then again, that's not too hard because they're all too special to forget! Especially since they're all part of the hero club within me!" America exclaimed.
England look at the younger nation with an odd expression. "If the states are so unforgettable, then how come none of the nations have heard about them before?"
America froze. "Well, you see, these are heroes and heroines in training. They have to keep their identity secret before announcing it out! Then again, Canada and Japan has been to one of their meetings and I have too..." America trailed off, musing into his own thoughts.
An image of all his adorable, loving states began to form in his mind. So diverse, and now probably almost adults. He could remember every name, capital, zip code, state bird, state flower, state animal, and the faces of all the states without even trying.
Wait, how long has it been since I've last seen them? America purged deeply into the depths of his mind.
"Oi America! Don't blank out on me now you twit!" England resulted to smacking America on the head to drag him out of his thoughts.
"England... I want to see the states again!"
"Why so sudden-"
"The last time I saw them was just before the civil war! That's... 150 years ago! That's the last time I saw them all together!" America began to bawl. "I've seen them from time to time, but I haven't seen them all together since then! Smiling... I wanna see the states!"
England smacked America on the head again. "If you want to see the states, so to them! And stop messing with me!"
"Right!" America dashed out of the cafe.
"Idiot," England muttered. America is so childish! I honestly wonder whether he has a brain or not behind that thick skull of his... England thought.
That is, before he realized that America had left him with the bill for lunch.
"AMERICA!"
. . .
America launched himself, forcing him to go faster. He despairingly needed to see the states. His precious states. Pushing his aching muscles, America ran faster, pumping every ounce of sanity in him to go faster.
Every footstep seemed to last hours.
Until he saw it.
The conference room.
Where the endless fighting between the states lasted forever.
Racing, America checked the schedule of conferences. States... room 50!
America pressed the elevator button as many times as he could before realizing the out of order sign taped on the metal doors.
"Damn!" America cursed and began jogging up the stairs, taking two at a time.
Room 50.
He was here.
The green light that said 'meeting in progress' was lit.
And he could hear shouting on the other side of the double doors.
Taking a deep breath, he pushed open the double doors.
The room literally ceased.
All bickering stopped.
An awkward silence stretched on for what seemed to be forever.
"Hey!" America said casually.
In the next three seconds he was pummeled by fifty teenagers, all shouting at the top of their lungs," WELCOME BACK AMERICA!"
Heh, I'm not even American, yet I'm writing this...
Next Up:
1. Delaware: The diamond state
Delaware: Hey wait! Why am I first?
America: You were the first state, so you should go first ~
You used to be so cute before you grew up!
Delaware: Hey! You have no right to judge me! I mean, I stayed on your side all this time!
Even when we rebelled against that stupid England!
America: Yeah, I know, England is stupid
England: Bloody hell! How do I have anything to do with this?
