A/N Third installment, baby! XD This will probably be mostly dinner and maybe the trio returning to the hotel. I'll see how it rolls.

American Parenthood; Fourth of July

Day 2; Part 2: The Dinner

When the 2011 Chevy Cruze finally reached to restaurant, Gilbert Bleischmidt thought he was going to have a heart attack. "Word to self," he thought, "America can't drive."

The American male parked the car and eagerly got out, waiting for the other two to get out of the car. He was pacing back and forth, anxious. Not that he was the only one though.

"It'll be OK, It'll be OK," Casey repeated in her head. "Dad will like him. It'll be OK." The fact that her boyfriend of…140 years or so and her relationship was finally going to be told to her father scared her. It was normal, right?

"So, Casey, who's all coming?" America wondered aloud to his daughter as they entered the restaurant.

"Matthew and his kids, Emilie and Alec, along with Sam, William, and Rebecca." She said.

"Ah, I see."

"Man, you realize Alec is the one Casey's dating?" Prussia added, figuring if Casey wouldn't do it, he might as well get it over with.

"I am well aware. I am confident in my daughter's choice in men, and believe him to be a suitable suitor for her," the father responded, keeping his expression straight. He didn't believe an ounce of what he said, but war taught him to lie. The other laughed, "Suit yourself."

"Excuse me, are you here for the party of a Mr. Williams? Are you here by invitation of Ms. Rebecca?" and older man asked, his face smiling with a small feel familiarity to America.

"Why yes, yes we are. Thank you. Are they here?" Casey replied, hoping to get the dinner through already.

"Yes, they are. Right this way, please," the man, whose name was George, incidentally, led them to a table far in the back. "I hope this is to your liking," he said on the way there, "Ms. Rebecca is often known for her unexpectedness."

"I'm sure it will be fine," America said, is tone uneasy. He sat at the table, and the sight of his happy family instantly raised his spirits.

"So, Dad, your dating England, right? Like, he'll be at your birthday as a date, right?" Samuel "Massachusetts" asked. Casey noticed New York stick her tongue out at Sam. She sat next to Quebec, smiling at him.

"Uh, yeah, sure. So, how are you, Mattie?" he thought for a second, "Surprised I remembered your birthday?"

"I'm good, thanks. And a little bit. You don't tend to remember me much, " the birthday-nation said. It was long since the time of Canada being afraid of talking to America. They got along quite nicely now, just like they used to…

"So, Casey, are you going to introduce me to this boyfriend of yours?" With the Canadian's birthday long forgotten by Alfred, Casey blushed deeply as the province reached his hand out to America. "Nice to meet- er- see you again, America. I'm Alec 'Quebec' Bonnefy-"

Ontario coughed, "Williams." Canada only tsk'd as his son's face fired up. "I refuse to go by that surname. No offence to you, Matthew-"

This time, Prussia coughed, "Dad." The states and Casey laughed, Canada smiled, Emilie and Prussia looked at each other approvingly, and America stared off confused. Prussia looked at him and whispered, "Quebec's trying to become its own nation. He looks up to France more that Matthew, and hated the years he spent under England."

The only thing America got out of that was 'My capitol's boyfriend is trying to secede', which isn't necessarily a good thing. Luckily, the waiter came. George, as things played out. "Hello, may I take your orders?"

"Yes, thank you. I'll have the…."

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They waited, and waited, and waited. What was it with fancy restaurants that you had to wait for so long? Finally the food came. Prussia ordered a Wurst Platter, America obviously got a hamburger, and Canada ordered pancakes. As for the states, William had a Philly Cheese Steak; Samuel had a Boston Cream Pie (He had eaten before he came). New York, being on a diet ordered a Caesar Salad and an apple muffin. Casey had sushi and Ontario, as well as Quebec, had cheese fries. All in all, the 'fancy restaurant' they thought it was, turned out to be 'the restaurant that looks fancy but has food like a mall food court'. "I'm going to have to remember this place," America made sure to make a mental note of it.

"Is everyone enjoying their food," George said, "Is there anything I could get anyone?"

Everyone shook his or her head in disagreement. George smiled, "Would you like the bill? Or would you like dessert?"

Casey sighed, but a happy smile. Her father's, and uncle's, smiles stretched across their faces as Casey ordered, "Two Apple Pies, please. And then the bill." George laughed and headed to the kitchen with pie on the mind.

"So we gonna split it one for the US of A and one for Canada?" America grinned smugly at Canada.

"We only ordered two. Our kids must be worried of our weight," Casey laughed. They had this argument- friendly competition, as they put it- every time pie was involved. "Not this time," Ontario thought. Various dialog between the brothers, then the pie arrived, unbeknownst to America and Canada. Emilie and New York started cutting and distributing the pieces. The two nation-brothers were two inclined with there conversation to notice. "To bad for them Prussia got the biggest piece."

And they almost stayed like that until Prussia loudly called to his pie, "Come here, baby! Come to Mr. Awesome!" before putting a large bite in his mouth. Both America and Canada stared at him with an open mouth. Alfred was first to speak,"Why you taken our pie?"

"Hey, your daughters gave it to me!" The German said defensively. "Blame them!"

Both fathers turned to their children. To bad the children were innocently eating the pie. Prussia smirked, "Zombie Pig!"

Everyone looked at him, with similar expressions, most displaying the same notion, "What, the hell?" Although all New York could do was laugh.

"Dude, seriously, that's my pie!"

"No its not, Al! You do realize I'm paying, don't you?"

"Uncle Mattie, I'm paying. Its yours and Mum's birthday dinner," Massachusetts clarified, uninterested. Canada smiled gently, "Oh."

America looked at his capitol district, "You gonna finish that?"

Everyone laughed. All in all, dinner had been an enjoyable, an allowed the states (and Canadians!) a relaxing day before America's birthday.

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"Soo…."

"Soo…."

"That's your boyfriend."

"Uh, yep."

"And he's trying to secede?"

"Well, alittle."

"Are you going to secede?"

"No!"

Silence. America turned his head to face out the passenger seat window, popping a French fry in his mouth. Casey was driving, because Prussia wouldn't get in the car with the other driving. She pushed her shoulder-length blond hair behind her ear, keeping her eyes steady on the rode ahead.

"GAY BABY!" Casey jolted on the brakes, panting, out of breath and afraid. She drove to the nearest gas station Alfred looked back at Gilbert, "What the hell man!"

"When ever there is an awkward silence, a gay baby is born."

"Your point?"

"Well sor-ry, Cassandra, just tryin' to lighten the mood," the albino retorted. "You guises car ride is like a piranha attack!"

Casey shuttered at the use of her full name. She took a deep breath and refigured herself in the car. "Just shut up, Gilbert Bleischmidt. I don't care what my dad says, I can kick you out of my house."

Prussia gulped, and looked nervously at America. "Casey, its my house, girlie. I bought it."

"But if you, Prussia, Denmark or anyone else comes home drunk, I swear I'll-"

"OK, OK, I promise. Nobody will. Now drive!"

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Casey settled into her hotel room, brushing her hair. She wore a pair of knee length sweat pants, and an American-flag print camisole. She debated between going on her computer or going to bed. As a result of the two rooms, Prussia and America were watching television, eating a pizza they ordered from room service. She shook her head, laughing. It was going to be a long night.

Chapter Fin; So, finally, it's done. I know it's so late. I had a hard time. Stupid writers block. Well, thanks for reading. Hey, and did anyone get the reference with the flight number in the last chapter? I wanted to say something about it, but I forgot. ^^; Comments, critiques, and suggestions welcomed!~