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The nations were all outside around this HUGE running track. The entire track was about 26.2 miles long; what was America doing?
Training his kids for some marathon?
Italy collapsed. "Ve~ Please say I don't have to run that." he whimpered.
"You don't have to. I'm just trying to get them to do it." America gestured to the bunch of groaning teenagers.
That was when Panama stepped up. "Can the Canal Zone do it too?" the nation was pleading.
America looked surprised. "I thought you didn't want me near her anymore."
"Who is this 'Canal Zone'?" England raised an eyebrow.
"Just another one of my kids that live with Panama." the heroic nation shrugged.
The nation with the huge eyebrows proceeded to pass out again. "Another kid..."
"I know I didn't want you near her anymore," Panama paused. "But can she please do it?" the smaller nation looked pleading.
"...Do you think I'd refuse to let her do it?" America raised an eyebrow.
"Thank you!" Panama hugged America tightly before whirling around. He was gone for about five minutes, but he came back with a teenager.
"Canal Zone!" the Virgin Islands noticed her. Having been born around the same time as her, she had become good friends with her.
"The Canal Zone's visiting?" the other children looked excited.
"She probably won't be here for long," America sighed. "Panama, how long do you intend to keep her here?"
"She can stay for as long as I will." Panama shrugged.
The Canal Zone looked excited. Her parents were getting along!
"Canal Zone," the heroic nation turned to her. "Do you want to run the track with all of your brothers and sisters?"
"Yes!" the zone skipped to her kin.
"America and Panama?" France raised an eyebrow. "Now THAT'S one that I wouldn't expect to happen.
He was told to shut up.
"The first to run the track will be:" America chose three of his children randomly from a list. "Oklahoma, Wake Island, and Indiana."
Three groans came from the chosen ones.
"You better let me have some soybeans after this," Indiana moaned.
"Just go." the heroic nation's face met his palm.
The three teenagers took off running.
America cheerfully turned to the other teenagers. "Any volunteers to go next?"
His children stared at him like he was crazy. Who would want to volunteer to do it?
"I'll go," the Canal Zone stated nervously. "I haven't done this in about fifteen years..." she lined up.
"Anyone else," the heroic nation deadpanned.
No one raised their hand.
America rolled his eyes before choosing two more teenagers to go. "South Carolina and Pennsylvania."
"THIS IS SO UNAWESOME!" Pennsylvania complained as he and South Carolina lined up next to the Canal Zone.
"I WILL SECEDE AGAIN!" South Carolina threatened.
All of the nations besides America sweat dropped. That would be bad...
"Oh, wait, I think I've heard this one before!" the heroic nation pondered.
"You're going down, Yankee!" the state faced her father.
"Just run," America sighed.
"He gives up! This is good for us, the Confederate States of America!" she cackled.
"We don't want to secede anymore, South," North Carolina complained.
"Yeah, I forgave Dad for freeing the slaves a long time ago," Georgia sighed.
You need to chillax," Virginia urged.
"Fine," South Carolina stalked up next to Pennsylvania and the Canal Zone. She pushed Pennsylvania, muttering, "Yankee."
The nations' eyes were wide. Woah...
The three teenagers took off.
"Did South Carolina just try to secede?" Japan's mouth was open.
"She does that a lot; it's how she vents her anger." America shrugged.
"Then why the bloody hell did you retaliate?" England muttered. "Git..."
"To give her something to vent her anger at." the heroic nation just stared at the other nation.
"You are insane..." Spain turned away.
America chose randomly again. "Mississippi, D.C., and Alabama."
The three lined up.
"You know how Mississippi is!" California complained. "He's the weakest state! He'll suck!"
America glared at her. The teenagers took off.
Mississippi moved one of his feet before clutching his chest. He dropped to his knees.
As a bordering state, Alabama immediately whirled around. " 'Sippi?" he was concerned.
" 'Bama," Mississippi made himself wheeze a little bit. "I have tried my best, but I have reached my limit."
"Told you so," California stuck ear buds in her ears.
" 'Sippi? You're wheezing! What should I do?" Alabama freaked out.
"Keep on going." Mississippi made himself wheeze a little more. "I'll be right behind you, walking."
America was annoyed. "Just get a move on."
Five hours later...
Most of the teenagers were lying on a ground in a lump. Mississippi was clutching his chest five feet from the starting line.
" 'Sippi?" Alabama clawed his way out of the pile and went over to the bordering state.
"If you're not going to run, why did you come?" America raised an eyebrow.
Mississippi and Alabama retreated to the other teenagers.
There was only one still running.
Florida. The state with the most Greek people.
Keep on going...she crossed the line!
Spain was hiding in shame. He and America had gotten together once...
Let's not get into that.
Florida had done it. She had crossed the line. She had run 26.2 miles.
She had collapsed into a nap.
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