So... because i love the State-tans, i decided to make my own...
I don't own Hetalia, but i do own my OC's!
First up is Louisiana!
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Francis loved all of his children, but he always favoured his daughters. Louisiana, or Louise, or Lulu, was his favorite. Lulu was always polite, always obedient. She was also very beautiful. She had tan skin, but not as dark as Seychelles. Her hair was long, silky, and chestnut brown; her eyes were the same blue as France and Canada's. Even though she was pretty, she wasn't very bright, she was the most naive child France had ever raised. She trusted everyone, luckily, nothing bad had happened to her yet.
Lulu had her own version of French, called Creole, that she and her brother, Haiti, made together. It was their own language, they used it when they got in trouble so France wouldn't know what they were saying.
Canada and Louisiana were very close as children. Francis remembered how Seychelles and Haiti would run around and play outside all day while Matthieu and Lulu played inside with dolls.
No matter how hard he tried Francis was never able to erase Louise's face from his mind when he told her Canada had left to live with England. She locked herself in her room when he told her that Seychelles and Haiti left. years later, though, she didn't seem surprised when Francis said she was going to live in the new world. She was only around 12 years old at the time, but she seemed fine with leaving.
Francis thought she was ready to go, but when America's ship arrived and it was time for her to leave she started screaming and yelling, begging Francis not to send her away, asking why he didn't want her, saying that she would be better. The blonde man hid his tears by hugging her, but when he went to pull away she wrapped her slim fingers around his coat, holding onto him. America grabber her and pulled her off of him, apologizing as he carried the screaming child onto the boat with him. She was reaching for him and screaming, "S'il vous plaît, papa, Je t'aime!"
"Je t'aime aussi, mon petit ange. être forte pour papa..." he wiped his tears before walking away.
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"Hey, Louisiana, look at this," Alfred said, waking the young girl. They were on the ship to her home, and she was still upset from being sent away from her father. She hadn't spoken once to anyone. But, she decided to finally leave her room. she put on her pretty french robe, it was early morning and still quite chilly. Alfred held her hand as he led her to the deck of the ship and to the very front of the bow. He covered her eyes before they reached their destination.
"Ready? look!" he released her.
Lulu just stared. There were trees, and water, with the sunrise behind it... it was beautiful...
The brunette looked behind her at America, who was smiling widely before kissing her on the forehead, "Welcome to the new world, Louisiana. Welcome home."
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Louisiana was almost completely oblivious during the civil war. She knew that she depended on slavery, but found that she really didn't care when she was captured by union soldiers. she was having too much fun with the voodoo she was learning, and all of the supernatural things she was learning about, ghosts, spirits, and her favorite, vampires. She really didn't remember much of anything from back then.
Lulu was around the age of sixteen when the last contiguous state was born. She was getting ready to meet all of the other states. When she did she was nervous. None of them looke like her. several of the other stated had dark skin, but they were still just... different.
Louisiana, Georgia and Alabama liked to cook together. Lulu loved Mardi Gras when it came around, the three of them spent the whole day before decorating and cooking, and feeling like a real family. They would have a wild costume party, and everyone loved to eat her food, cake, pie, fried chicken, jumbalaya, crayfish... Alfred used to salivate from just thinking about it.
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Louise would never be able to forget that damn hurricane.
Katrina.
she never said the name. It burned her to even think of it. Her people and government had so much warning to leave, but alot of them stayed... she lost so many...
Francis was going to visit Alfred, and he had invited Canada and Louisiana to come along. After she arrived on that day, August 25, 2005, she began getting nauseous, and then dizzy. She did not remember passing out, but she did remember waking up a few days later. Francis was holding her hand, sitting in a chair beside her as she lay in Alfred's bed. Alfred was pacing, talking on the phone. Canada had to leave, but he left her a heartfelt note wishing her well.
Louisiana almost missed Pennsylvania sitting in a chair in the corner. She was not surprised by the other state's presence, Alfred had known her and Delaware the longest, and always ran to her for comfort when he was stressed. Penny had been changing Lulu's clothes while she was sleeping.
It wasn't until later, after dealing with Hurricane Rita- which was like a second blow to her, occurring only weeks after Katrina- that she learned how much Texas had helped her. When she went to thank him, she realized that she liked him. like, liked him...
That was when she got angry with France.
As a state there were few rules. no treaties with others, that was Alfred's job, and also...
No marriages.
Most of the states didn't care, they were all only in their teens, the oldest of the 50 being the 13 original states. Delaware was the oldest, being about 21 years old. they would date, but because of their ages none of them really cared for marriage.
Louisiana was different though. she dreamt of being a wife, and a mother, but because France had sold her to america as a state she could never be either. and it killed her, especially now that she was having her first crush.
She hated the men and women she saw walking together, arm in arm, young married couples. and Also, women with babies. especially when they were married with a couple of children.
She would never have that chance.
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