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When he opened the door he found...

Kids, fighting like it was the Civil War.

France and England as well as the other countries were looking at the states in disbelief, World Conferences weren't even that bad.
True they can be bad, but not this horrible.

Some states were bickering over whatever, others were running around, and some where just being lazy, no one was trying to stop the fight/ fighting,
and obviously no one was, so someone has to step into action-

"SHUT THE FUCK UP-!" Everyone turned towards a girl who looked more into her 20's with long brown hair and green eyes.
"I AM TIRED OF ALL THE GODDAMED BICKERING!" The girl stopped to look around at the startled states, "MICHIGAN OHIO, PUT THE DAMN FROG DOWN AND STOP TRYING TO DO MAGIC ON IT!" At that moment the frog jumped out of their hands and they blushed in embarrassment. At that moment the state tried calming down, "Listen, we are here for a reason, not to reminisce about our past." She again looked towards Michigan and Ohio, "- And that means football games." They bowed their heads down, "We are here to solve out problems no matter how much this seems like a daycare... Even though it kinda is." America didn't look amused at that, but she continued anyway, "So can we shut the fuck up, do something productive until we are able to get out of here, which wont be for another 5 minutes." The states nodded and actually began being... quiet.

Virginia sighed, finally some peace and quiet. It wasn't something you usually got when you got 50 siblings you have to deal with.
Turning to her left she spotted her dad with some other people, walking up to them she greeted him, "Hey dad." She laughed nervously, getting the brown hair out of her face by awkwardly adjusting her hair clip. "He dudette! I have countries I want'cha to meet." He gave his heroic laugh, this made Virginia raise an eyebrow, he usually didn't act like this. "Um, okay." She cleared her throat, "My name is Abigail, or you can call me Virginia." She waved, "And I apologize for my siblings behavior, I am the oldest one here." She smiled awkwardly again.
"Wow Germany, she is really pretty! Her hair almost looks like mine!" Italy screeched, "I am Italy, and you are pretty!" He greeted, waving a white flag, she nodded her head.

"I am Germany." A blond haired man called.
"I am Francis, and this is my lovely Fiancé England." A Frenchman called with a brit scowling right beside him.
"I am Russia, but you already know me, da?" He smiled, but for seeing him a lot lately, she wasn't as scared by it like other people.
"Of course I know you, you are around like... all the time!" Virginia smiled.
"Hai, I am Japan."

The greeting was simple, but awkward.
"How did the fighting start this time?" America asked raising an eyebrow. "Well... It kinda started out with California and Florida fighting about whoever had the best selfie. Then Ohio and Michigan were being themselves with magic and whatever which made them... well... ugly. Which started a fight between the Dakota twins, didn't end well by the way." She was going to say more, but stopped herself by her dads wondering eyes from above her head.
It looked like he was counting.
"1...2..3.." Nobody was sure why he was counting, till he abruptly stopped. "We only have 47 here!" He panicked.
Looking high and low, the other three were no where to be found. "Which ones are missing?" England asked. He took a deep breath. "Now that you think of it, it seems more... quiet in here." The brown Virginian commented, "They are missing."
"Who are missing?"
"Michigan, Ohio and Indiana." Virginia panicked.
From above, they could hear rattling with mumbles and shushes.
'Michigan, put the damn chips away!'
'Soooo sorry! At least my chips have some taste to them!'
'Can both of ya shut she hell up!'
'At least I don't have to point on my hand to where I am from!'
'And the stereotypes keep rolling in don't they Ohio!?'
'Girls...'
Just them, the girls fell through some vents from the ceiling. "See Ohio, this is what you get for using stereotypes!" Indiana scolded, she had brown hair and blue eyes, she had a sweatshirt on with her state name on it, and blue jeans with black converse.
"It was Michigan's fault!" Ohio complained, Ohio has brown hair also and an Ohio state jersey on with red skinny jeans and red converse.
" 'People from Ohio are friendly', my ass!" Michigan screeched, This little girl has blond hair and blue eyes, she wore a white button up shirt with tight fitting jeans and her hair was in a side braid.
"Oh yeah, sure, your potato chips are waaaayyy better." Ohio said with sarcasm with a raised eyebrow. Michigan growled. "Girls can you pleeaasse stop!" Indiana pleaded, "Daaaddd! Get them to stop!" Hawaii whined.
America couldn't help but pinch the bridge of his nose in irritation. Glaring at the two, they stopped and smiled nervously, "Hey daaad..." They tried to back away, which didn't happen for obvious reasons.

Ohio and Michigan looked at the countries behind their father, "Holy fuck that's a lot of people." Ohio commented, "Sure as hell is, since it's in the trend, wanna be socially awkward?" Michigan asked, Ohio nodded, "Shit, what do we do?" Indiana bowed her head in shame, "There is this thing called- 'introducing yourself,- you'll learn a thing or two." The girls 'oh'ed' and waved, "My name is Isabelle or the personification of Ohio." Michigan laughed, while Ohio turned her head towards her with an irritated face. "I think she means the personification of cheap beer."
"I DRINK CHEAP BEER AND I AM PROUD OF IT!"
"Can ya stop!" Indiana hissed, the girls looked at her. "Fine," They pouted.

After there was an awkward silence, even the states were quiet.
Like... Super silence...
After awhile, America speaks up. "Anyway, this is Ohio and Michigan and Indiana."
Michigan's eyes light up, "Yes, I need to introduce myself. I am Michigan, AKA Michelle, I have the best potato chips ever!" She laughed.
"Vee~! I am Italy, and this is Germany! He loves potatos!" Italy giggles, "Ja, I do, but nothing is as good a German food."
This send they girls into cute fits of laughter, "Everything is better than German food!"
'Why wasn't America taking care of this?'
"Amérique, shouldn't you be controlling your children?"
"They'll be token care of..." America growled. This sent the girls into a fit of shivers. "Um, since we don't wanna die today, this is Indiana AKA Sierra, can we go now?" The girls didn't even wait for an answer before backing up slowly.

"Sorry," The blond American apologized, "They're not very bright when it comes to people."
The nations nodded. Looking around the room, they could see kids jumping all around each other, but not the kind of fighting they saw before, this as more child's play. It was like each state had a stereotype to get back to, or they were busy trying to have a single time of their lives with family, it was annoying, but it was... nice.
Sure there was fighting, but it was mere teasing, or it was just so... kiddish and kind.

"Are they always like this?" England asked looking around the room once again, "Usually, sorry for when you first saw them." America apologized again. "When we are home, they are more spread out, so they have the space to do what they want." He explained.
"Veeh~!" It's fine America!" Italy laughed, as he began obnoxiously hanging onto Germany, who sighed in irritation.

Leading the nations out the meeting room, America began walking away.
"Amreica," England called out, Alfred turned his head towards him, "You act so differently around them." America didn't know how to answer, pondering the fact that he actually did act
a lot more different then he actually needed to. "Yeah, I guess I am." He replied with what seemed like it was filled with emptiness, which really he was still pondering that fact.
"I wanna meet the rest of them!" Italy cheered, "Dude, I don't think-" "C'mon America ya git, how bad can it be? I wanna meet my ex- colonies and see if I can't patch up anything with them." England called. "England dude, Virginia forgives you, it' the others you'll need to sweet talk."
"I will go with Angleterre, I will not leave his side!" France called.
"Ja, why not?"
"Veeh~! Germany will come!"
"Hai, it will be a new experience for me."
"Da, new experience! I have already met the states, but I like seeing them fight!" Russia called from the back.
"Russia, as much as I love you, you can't them fight, it's not good." America laughed. "Okaaayyy... then it's settled. You will meet 50 states! And many of them are actually very... weird. So I am warning you!"


And with that, the countries were going to meet these states, how will this go?


So... I have been doing this fanfiction on my moms friends computer, so I have to give the computer back tomorrow. So I am posting this and well... It might take a while to update until I get my own computer fixed.

I will say, the stereotype is true that potato chips are better in Michigan, like seriously, I live in Michigan, It's also true that people from Michigan use their hand to point to where they're from.
So are all the Ohio stereotypes or Indiana's.

So I really hope you enjoy this weird chapter... ;-; Plz review.