A/N Well this is my second story. My first story is kinda suckish and even though it's really long by now I haven't uploaded anything, it's just I need to fix, like a bunch of stuff *goes on rambiling for a few more minutes* Anyways, I'll think about that story later... I started this onSeptember 15 (see how much I procastinate) and it's almost done so I thought I should upload the first chapter at least! Rated K for now though I'll change it to T later. It should(eventually)be M, but we all know theres a lot of fans under 16 out there, so I'll keep it at T D Reviews would be greatly apreciated!


It was raining heavily in a southern part of the country. Alfred was helping his 2nd biggest state prevent a catastrophe. Soon there was a tornado warning and the personifications of the United States of America and Texas left to look for shelter. They stopped in front of a Holiday Inn. "You'll be comfortable here! A bunch of other countries are here for Mexico-papa's birthday, so you can be yourself!" He told America as they registered in the front desk.

"Oh yeah, I forgot it was his birthday. And please don't call him that, makes me feel like your mom."

"But I call all of you "papa". You two, Spain, France, Ger- Well not Germany since he's more like a good friend!"

"Still, I feel it's different with Mexico…"

"Maybe I should call Canada "papa" too. There's not much sense in that, but, well, you know?"

"No I don't…"

"I see him quite a bit though, I mean he visits the South American countries all the time and he passes by here."

"Are you listening to me?"

"Hmm, I should just ask him next time he comes by!"

"Dude?"

"Oh wait, he's gonna go to the party too, I'll ask 'im there!"

"Texas."

"Oh yeah, by the way you're gonna room with him! I hope he doesn't mind, I didn't tell 'im!" Texas finished as they walked put the elevator and down the hallway.

"Who? Canada. Haha, he won't mind!"

"Oh, I meant Mexico."

"What?"

"He's got the biggest room! Besides y'all will probably be partying all night, so I doubt you'll have time to fight with him!" He opened the door to a loft that was filled with countries full of red, white and green.

"Ve~ Texas! You were able to bring America after all!"

"It was hard, but I've roped a full heard of buffalo with one lasso! There's nothing this cowboy can't do!"

What kind of un-heroic bluff is that? America thought, unaware of how much he and his state were similar.

"Do you like my flag?" Italy showed them an Italian flag with a hand painted eagle on the center. "Mexico fixed it 'according to la celebracion!'" His accent was more powerful when he spoke in Spanish, yet he seemed to speak more fluently.

"Like it very much!" Texas answered him with a pat on the head. Looking around the room America was slowly realizing he had been tricked to come. Several countries were coming closer with face paint. "Were you guys about to leave?"

"Oui, we were just waiting for you two" France said as he smeared green paint on Texas' face. "Hey, America, want me to paint your face?" Spain pushed a bottle of red paint towards his face.

"No! I'm not going!" The countries became startled at the sudden angry outburst. He walked across the room ignoring the stares they were giving him, but when he was about to open the door a dark hand stopped him.

"Where do you think you are going?" His older "brother" asked in a thick Mexican accent.

"To my room…"

"And who said que this is tu cuarto?"

"(You're going back to Spanish.) Texas did, and besides you're probably not even going to use it! You'll be out drinking all night!"

The Latin country looked over to the state that had once been his. The whole room had gone silent when the two American countries had started fighting, and now all of the other countries retreated to the sides of the room. When America and Mexico fought over Texas it was best to let them be. However, Mexico's aura changed when he saw the lone state in the center of the room.

"Texas! Mijo!" He dashed towards him and embraced the State.

"Papa!" America took the opportunity and went into the room whilst the other countries were distracted. He waited by the door to see if they would come get him, but all he heard were their voices and laughter fading, and then the door closing.


A/N Again Reviews would be great! :D (and I'm uploading more at the end of the week( three day weekend YAY!))