"He won't leave us alone, Mr. America! He moved us all into the same house!" Rhode Island whined.

"France keeps stealing from me!" New York frowned.

"Spain invaded me!" Georgia screamed.

"Can't you do anything?" One of the Carolina twins asked.

"Hold on! One at a time! There's 13 of you and only one of me!" A teenage America yelled back. Everyone silenced. "Now, Rhode, what were you saying?"

A little girl with long brown hair smiled and went back to complaining. "Mean Mr. England moved almost all of us into a manor. He took away our bosses and everything! He calls it 'The Dominion of New England', I think.

"I'll talk to him about it, but he never listens to me. York, what did you tell me?" America ran his fingers through his hair. He was too young to manage all these kids by himself.

"France keeps stealing all of my things to trade. England gets mad when I don't have the goods to give him."

"I'll talk to England about getting more protection. Georgia?"

Spain keeps invading me. He's creeping me out."

"Again, more protection. Anything else?" America jotted some things on a notepad. "Wait, there's only 12 of you? Who's missing?"

"It's Massachusetts, again." New Jersey replied matter-of-factly. "She never follows the rules."

"Right. Does anyone know where she is?" America looked at the clock. She was over an hour late.

"Last I saw, she was yelling at England again." Connecticut replied quietly.

"Oh no. Not again. I hope she's alright." America jumped as the door opened. A blonde girl in a grey t-shirt and black skinny jeans rushed in.

"I'm sorry, Mr. America. England beat me up again." She had a bandage on her head. "What did I miss?"

He stared. "What…did you do this time? Are you okay?"

She smiled evilly. "I dumped his tea in a harbor." Everyone stared.

"You what?" America stood up, knocking his chair to the floor. "Don't make him angry! He'll hurt you worse next time!"

"It's okay. I dressed up like a native." She held up a feather headband. "He didn't even know it was me, I think."

America sighed in relief. "Good, but I think you're taking it a little far."

"Why do we even have to listen to him? What does he ever do for us?"

America didn't speak for a long time. "He…well…he…I don't know."

"Exactly. If we all work together, then we can be independent. We don't have to listen to him."

One by one, all the colonies agreed. Mr. England would rule them no more.