Michigan led the ten countries through a series of hallways, into the left wing of the house.
"This is the left wing 1a, '1' because it's the first floor, 'a' because it's the front of the wing. Left wing 1a is the guest area; left wing 1b is the servants' area. Right wing 1a is Dad's office, and right wing 1b has the offices of some of the oldest states. Center 1 is the middle area, that's where the kitchen and dinning room are and there's a living room too. The first nine rooms are for you guys, there should be some pajamas for you, some food, and a tooth brush. I'll be back for you in the morning," Michigan explained to the countries before walking away.
"Oh yeah, there's also a key on the bedside table! You guys want to lock your doors!" Michigan informed them before disappearing around a corner.
The countries exchanged looks.
"Ve, Germany what did you think she meant by that?" Italy asked. Romano rolled his eyes.
"She's just trying to scare us. You all heard what Virginia said, or are you bastards all deaf now too?" Romano said before going into one of the rooms.
"Ja, Romano is right," Germany agreed. "I think we have nothing to worry about. We should all get some rest, tomorrow is probably going to be a crazy day." The other countries nodded in agreement, and they all picked a room to stay in.
The rooms were nearly identical, the only difference being how the room was laid out. Each room had a full sized bed, a closet, a table, a chair, a small bathroom, and a desk. On each bed was a folded pair of American flag pajamas and a tooth brush. Each room also had a window and were all painted a beige color.
The ten countries may have settled in to their respective rooms, but they were far from going to sleep. They all had thoughts swirling around in their heads, and questions leaping the hurdles of inquisition.
England
"I'm not even sure what to think. This was a situation I never expected, and now I can't figure out what to do. I hope the states aren't still angry at me over the Revolution, that would make my stay here very awkward. Hopefully, if any of the states do dislike me their minds will change once they met me. I'll be the perfect gentleman, they'll have to like me. It's sort of unnerving to find out that I have kids and they might hate me, it'll nice to be a parent again though. Even if I'm just some guy they call up for advice every now and then. I would like to be part of a family again," England thought to himself.
"I can start by making a good impression on Michigan, she said France was her parent, but if I can get her to like me then she'll influence the other states. This is going to be hard, but at least I have a goal. I should take notes on the states too, so I remember everything about the states," England planned.
Russia
"This is great. I hadn't thought Alaska was alive anymore. Now, I must get him back. It should be easy to convince him to come with me once I find him. He probably doesn't know I'm here, and that's why he hasn't come to me yet. Unless he's not in the house. Hmm, finding him may be more dificult than I anticipated, but I'm sure I can intimidate our little guide into helping me find him.," Russia schemed before drifting off to sleep.
Japan
"I wonder if other countries have children they're hiding as well. Although, if none of us more powerful countries have them then I doubt any other countries do. Canada would be the only other country I could think of, and that's only because Mr. America mentioned him. These states must be very unique to have their own personifications; they will be very interesting to meet. I wonder if I'm the parent of a state, it seems like it would be kind of fun. I'd like to see how America's traits, the state's own culture, and the traits of whichever country is the state's parent manifest in the state's personality. I think I could learn a lot from this trip," Japan contemplated.
"Although, I am worried about meeting Hawaii. If some of the states are still angry with Mr. Britain than she, or he, must still be angry with me. I only hope I will be able to make amends." Japan sighed. "I remember Mr. America storming into my house, completly furious."
Poland
"This is, like, totally weird, who would have thought America would have, like, kids? America, of, like, all the people in the world. I would have thought, like, Finland would have a kid, or, like, something. Is Sealand, like, Finland and Sweden's kid? I'll have to ask," Poland thought aimlessly. "These pajamas are, like, totally outrageous though. I have to get my own fabulous clothes back. Oh no!" Poland jolted up in bed.
"I have to wear, like, the same outfit, like, again tomorrow! This is horrible, but, like, at least the other countries have the same, like, problem as me. Maybe I can, like, switch clothes with Italy or France, they're, like, the only ones here whose clothes are, like, as nice as mine," Poland despaired.
Prussia
"This is awesome! Everyone's been so boring lately, especially Germany, Gott I can't believe I'm related to that workaholic. Who cares though, these are America's kids, ja? I bet they'll all be crazy! These next few days are gonna be a blast, I'll be entertined and get all sorts of dirt on the others," Prussia thought happily as he drifted off, already planning ways to be a bad influence on the states.
Italy
"I'm so glad America agreed to let us stay here, I thought for sure that we'd have to leave! This is going to be fun, I love meeting new people, especially people who aren't big and scary! I bet America's kids are excited too, they must have been lonely being separated from the world for so long. I should invite them to my house! It'll be great! I hope I have enough room for them all, America's house is awfully big. Oh, I'll finally be able to use all my pans at the same time for once! Romano told me there was no reason to have so many pots and pans, but now I have a reason. I wonder, what I should cook first?" Italy thought excitedly as he fell asleep dreaming of differnent types of food.
Germany
"America might be the only country to have actual living states, although he did mention something about Canada, this brings so many new possibilities ad questions. Do the states age at a steady rate? Are they all teenagers? How did they just pop up? Why has America kept them secret? Why don't any other countries have them? How different are these states? Do the states do any work? How much influemce do they have on America? Do they pay a lot of attention to world news? If they do , I'm probably not going to be liked very much, I hope they don't hold grudges. It will be best if I stay polite, I should ask about them but ignore any sterotypes that I've heard. It's best that I remain impartial for now, I don't wait to form any biases. However, I should take notes on all the states just in case, the information could reveal much to me," Germany planned. Once he had a statisfactory plan form in his head about how to approach the situation he was able to sleep.
Romano
"I don't see the big deal, so the hamburger bastard's states are like us, so what? It's not surprising, most people have heard of at least two of the damn states anyways, even in Europe. They're practically countries, obviously they'll be personified. Meeting them is pointless though, but hey, if I don't have to do any work I'll stay here as long as Feliciano wants to, I don't care what the states are like as long as the food is good," Romano thought as he got ready to sleep. When he finally got in bed he was out immediately.
Spain
"I know I have a couple of kids, so this will be great! I love kids anyways, I wonder if any of them are still small like Romano was when I got him. I hope so, there are any young countries around anymore and it makes all the meetings sadder. If there are any young states I can help America take care of them! I have plenty of expirence too, so America wouldn't turn me away," Spain grinned gleefully at his ceiling, too excited to sleep.
France
"Ohonho, America has a bunch of teenagers living togeather, huh? I see 25 new couples coming in the near future, unless they're related, that would complicate it. I'll have to find a romantic state to help me puzzel things out, some of my kids will help me," France sighed. "This is fantastic, it'll be like when America and Canada were small and everyone was a happy family, except there are fifty kids instead of two. How has America managed to raise them all in secret? Britain and I could barely manage two kids an certainly weren't a secret. This explains why America is so eccentric all the time," France figured out. With that revelation, he peacefully fell asleep.
Next Morning
"Rise and shine guys! We gotta catch West before he high tails it to Florida!" Michigan hollered as she walked down the guest wing. "C'mon, up and at 'em! First one up gets dibs on breakfast!" she switched tatic and used food to lure the countries out.
Italy bolted out of his room. "Do you have pasta?" Michigan scratched the back of her head.
"Pasta is more of a lunch or dinner food, but go ahead and take whatever you want from the table." Michigan gestured to the table of food that had appeared in the hallway overnight. "And, no offense, but I'd really appreciate it if you put some more clothes," she said, adverting her eyes.
Italy paused in his act of getting food, slowly started to turn red, and then dashed back into his room. A few minutes later a groggy Prussia stumbled out of his room, thankfully wearing pants, and grabbed coffee and a bagel before going back to his room. Then came Spain and Romano, Poland, then Russia, and France; who all took food before retreating back to their rooms. England and Japan, however, came out of their rooms in real clothes, completely awake, and ready to go.
"Good morning!" England cheerfully greeted Japan and Michigan.
"Wow, you're really awake," Michigan comment as she sipped her coffee.
"I like to start the day freshly is all," England informed her.
"Alright," Michigan turned to Japan. "Hey, dude you can eat you know."
"Oh yes, thank you. How long before we get started?"
"I'm guessing another half an hour or so." Japan nodded, visibly relieved.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm- yes, good I am," Japan mumbled. Michigan raised an eyebrow.
"Really? 'Cause you're shaking worse than a leaf in the fall. You nervous or somethin', got any questions you need to ask?"
"Yes, well, just one really, I was wondering…Do the states hate me?" Michigan laughed and shook her head.
"Do the states hate you? Aw man, that's a good one! Why would the states hate you?"
"I attacked Pearl Harbor, which I'm very sorry about."
"And we dropped two nukes on you, which we're also really sorry about, if anything, they should be worried about you hating them! Trust me, you're good Japan. Plus, we really like anime here." Japan brightened.
"Thank you very much, that is news I was hoping to hear."
"That's what I'm here for, well not technically, but whatever."
England also brightened up, if the states had gotten over Japan then surely they had forgiven him.
"So what about me? Do they states like me?" England asked hopefully. Michigan winced and turned back around.
"Let's just say that 'round the thirteen, if you don't talk you'll be okay." England's hopes dropped like a bomb.
"I guess I'll have to be content with having them not hate me," England thought dejectedly.
Michigan shifted awkwardly, "If it makes you feel any better, you can talk to me just fine, and the other states are cool with you," Michigan offered. England put on fake smile.
"Well, that's certainly better than yesterday I suppose!" He exclaimed with false cheer. The three of them were saved from more awkwardness by the arrival of Germany.
"Do you have any wrusts?" he asked as he approached them.
"Yeah, they're at the far end of the table," Michigan answered, thankful for the distraction. "Did you guys like clear your schedules or something? 'Cause youse guys should be pretty busy right?"
"That's not quite how it works, we don't control the country, but we do sit in on Legislative meetings and we're usually used as ambassadors. We are also there to make sure the person in charge knows the opinions of the people, and to read over new laws. It's not very hard to get time off," Germany explained.
"Really? Cool, we're directly involved in our government and so's dad. That's why we have so many offices, there's one for each state!"
"So did you clear your schedule for the month?" England asked.
"Nah, we don't tend to sit in on Legislative meetings, they're so boring. We review the laws they're talking about passing, write our own opinion of them, and send it to the government. We also have a meeting with the governor every two weeks; it's like a progress report but we help decided how things should go . Oh, and all the states tend to keep tabs on their bigger cities, and how things are going on there,usually we check over laws from those cities too," Michigan proudly told the countries.
"That seems like a very nice system, does it work well?" Japan asked.
"Yeah, it's great. Us states aren't all that powerful by ourselves, so this system keeps us involved and busy."
Over the next half an hour the other seven countries came out and joined them in the hallway.
"Which state will have the privilege of meeting my awesomeness today?" Prussia asked.
"We're going to the second floor; we need to catch West Virginia before he leaves, so follow me. Before I forget, I must know, did you guys find your pajamas comfortable?" Michigan inquired innocently. "They were scrounged up last minute."
"They were, like, soft and stuff, but I like need my own clothes. It's totally not cool to wear the same thing two days in a row," Poland complained.
"Oui, my own clothes are very special to me, and I'd like to have my own toothbrush," France agreed.
"A'ight, yeah, I feel you guys. We can go into town later, and I'll see if someone can send over your clothes," Michigan decided. Then she grabbed her phone and dialed a number.
"Hey Tony, so I have ten countries here….Yeah, I was surprised too! Anyway, they're gonna be meeting the states…Of course, I was stuck with the job…Yeah, so they're complaining that they want their own clothes and things, do you think you can get them?….Really?…Perfect, thanks Tony!…I'll see you later!" Michigan hung up. "Your things will be here first thing tomorrow morning. Now, we really need to get going."
Michigan led the countries back to the foyer where they saw a grand staircase. It was one of those staircases that had two ends and met in the middle, except between the two ends was a smaller building.
"That's the library, I forgot to mention it last night. Now, up we go!" Michigan informed them. They started up the steps that went around the library and ended up in a larger library.
"Um, like, are we in the, like, Twilight Zone or something?" Felix asked nervously.
Michigan laughed, "No, there's a library on every floor, and the staircase from the previous floor empties out into the library. It's dad's way of getting us to read."
The countries followed Michigan out of the library, to see an amazing view of the front yard through a huge window.
"Oh, that's a pretty view," Italy commented. Michigan nodded and continued walking. She turned to the left, and then turned to the left again, then stopped to show the countries a corridor very similar to the one below them. However, this corridor held the bedrooms of the states, which were all different sizes, unlike the guest rooms which were all the same size, and they all had nametags taped, nailed, or glued to the doors. Michigan flung her arms out dramatically.
"This hallway is where the first fourteen states and West Virginia sleep! Since they have been around for obviously much longer than us younger states they have the honor of being on the second floor!" Michigan declared.
"Shut up Micky! Some of us are trying to sleep!" yelled a voice through a wall.
"At least you didn't wake up to the sound of something exploding!" Michigan yelled back. She grinned at the countries. "They may have a better spot in the house, but their rooms are older so the walls are way thinner. If we were on the fourth floor none of its occupants would have heard me!"
Michigan started marching forward to West Virginia's room, which was really only a few steps away. West Virginia had a very nice plague reading the name Virginia on it, and then there was a piece of paper taped in front of it that had the word 'West' scrawled on it. Michigan knocked on the door and then walked in.
"Bloody hell! What's wrong with you? You don't just walk into someone else's room!" yelled a clearly British voice.
The countries turned to England in confusion, who looked very surprised. "If England didn't say that then who did?" They all wondered as they entered the room. "West Virginia wouldn't have a British accent, would he?"
"At least I knocked this time!" Michigan defended herself.
"Knocking isn't enough, you have to wait for permission to enter. You're so lucky that I was already wearing pants!" The British person retorted.
"You're leaving in an hour, I figured you'd at least be dressed by now," Michigan responded. West Virginia opened his mouth to reply when he was interrupted by Russia clearing his throat.
"As very interesting as watching your arguement is, let's get on to the point, da?" Russia intervened.
"Oh, right, the mission, sorry I get a bit carried away sometimes," Michigan muttered. "C'mon, turn around West! You get to be the first official state to meet the countries!"
"Well, don't I feel honored," the guy mumbled as he turned to face the countries. The countries' jaws dropped in shock as they went face to face with England's identical twin. West Virginia was an honest to God younger version of England.
"So countries of the world this is Will, Will these are the countries of the world," Michigan introduced the two groups, then she plopped on to Will's bed. "Now do some bonding, or whatever the hell you're here to do."
West Virginia straightened up. "As my dear sister has said, I am William Jones, West Virginia the 35th state." He looked at each country before stopping at one he recognized; after all he saw the same face in the mirror everyday. "You must be England, I've heard a lot about you." He grinned and stuck his hand out. "It's nice to meet you."
England was shocked. "You don't hate me?"
"Nah, I already said I'm the 35th state. All that crap was before my time. Now, old man, will you introduce me to your friends?" England nodded in agreement, so far so good. West Virginia likes him, and West Virginia even has a solid reason to not like him! This was all England could think about while he introduced the other nations.
"So West Virginia-"
"Will, call me Will. West Virginia sounds so stuffy."
"Okay, Will, who is your nation of greatest influence?" Germany asked formally. Will doubled over laughing and Michigan snickered from the bed.
"Are you serious? Who is my nation of greatest influence? Can't you tell? It's written all over my face, I mean really, I look exactly like the guy," Will answered still chuckling.
Arthur's heart practically burst with joy, from what Michigan had said earlier he thought non of the states would like him! It turns she was wrong, he has a kid who does like him. The other nine countries were reeling over the thought of having two Englands.
"I would love to get to know you better Will, perhaps we can go out and get some tea some time?" England offered.
"Tea? Thanks, but I have to say no. Dude, tea is gross. There's a pretty good burger joint in town though, we can talk over burgers and fries if you're still here by the time I get back. If you're not here then I guess it wasn't meant to be." West Virginia shrugged indifferently and stood up.
The big nine countries all silently sighed in relief, Britain and West Virginia they may look alike but they had different personalities. They wouldn't have to worry about a state running around performing black magic after all.
"I guess I'll just have to stick around then," England replied.
"I guess so, good luck with the rest of my siblings. Most of them are cool, but a few of them hold really big grudges. You know the Revolution and 1812 were the only wars we were actaully allowed to fight in, so they took it kind of personally," Will explained.
"You mean none of you have been in any wars since 1812?" Japan asked curiously, that would help explain why there weren't as angry with him.
"Officially, after 1812 dad banned us all from fighting in wars, but we all fought in the Civil War, and then we figured out how to sneak into battle with our troops," Will said.
"And it worked?"
"Of course not! Dad could feel when we left the country so usually we were only able to help a little on the field."
A loud gutair riff rang out from Will's pants then, and he did a weird dance spasm in the process of trying to get his phone out of his pocket.
"Will speaking...No, I've learned to answer the phone in my sleep...Why are you even calling me? You're literally two rooms away, don't tell me you're taking a shit...Chill, I was joking...Oh, that's why you're calling?...You should have just said so...Or you could have just yelled, I would have heard you...Blah, blah, blah...This ain't the Victorian Era sis, get with the times, act like a real teenager...I don't care if you're four hundred years old, it doesn't matter...Dad still acts like a normal person...*laughs* Okay, that might have been a bit of an exageration... Yeah I'll see you later."
West Virginia looked up from his phone to see the countries staring at him curiously.
"What?"
"The damn idiots want to know who was calling you," Romano answered lazily. West Virginia rolled his eyes.
"It was God, he wants me to attack France with a frying pan." he responded with mock seriousness. France shivered.
"Not again! What does God have against me?" He cried out in frustration, the other countries looked at him in confusion.
"Big brother, are you saying God has had someone attack you before?" Italy asked. France nodded.
"Hungry is very terrify you know." Spain and Prussia patted him back in comfort.
"It's okay amigo, West Virginia was just joking, I think," Spain said.
"Seriously, though, what did Liz want?" Michigan asked, getting back to the topic.
"Our flight was changed, we're taking the two o'clock plane. Ugh, I got up early for nothing!"
"Imagine how we feel, the awesome me needs his awesome sleep," Prussia complained.
"Bruder, that makes you sound like a girl," Germany commented.
"Non, everyone knows you need a good amount of sleep to look good," France disagreed.
"You bloody idiot, only girls worry about their appearnce based on how much sleep they got!" England exclaimed.
"I'm mildly offended," Michigan muttered from the bed. She was ignored.
"Me too! Your appearance is important!" Poland protested.
"Si, Grandppa Rome taught Romano and me to always look our best!" Italy agreed.
"Well at least I look nice, people like it when you look nice. It's a key way to getting girls. Speaking of girls, when was the last time you had one?" France asked England innocently.
England bristled, he was ready to throw a punch when Spain interrupted him.
"Stop fighting mis amigos! We're suppose to be on peaceful terms here!" Spain pleaded.
"Da, we have company as well," Russia agreed.
The countries all turned to look at Will who was watching with partial amusement and awe. "Micky, they're just like the states," he whispered behind his hand. Of course, all the countries heard him, but they pretended they didn't hear.
"We are very sorry about starting that little fight," Japan apologized.
"Yeah, it was totally uncool," Poland added.
"Please don't be mad!" Italy yelped.
"It's cool, don't worry, I'm used to fighting," Will informed them.
"I guess we should leave you to finish packing," Germany decided.
"If you guys want to, I'm going to go back to sleep, then Ginny will bang on my door and I'll have to finish packing. It was nice to meet'cha."
"I agree, and I most certainly look forward to meet you again," England said. The rest of the countries said goodbye in a less formal way, except for France who clasped Will's hand in both of his own and gave a more dramatic goodbye.
Will shook his head and muttered something about him being a true frenchie
Michigan sighed and rolled off the bed. "See ya 'round West."
"Later Michie."
xXxHetaliaxXx
A few minutes later they were all gathered in the guest wing again.
"It's only 6:30, so most of the other states won't be up for a few hours. You guys can go back to sleep, I'll meet you in the library at half past eleven then we can go into town," Michigan said. Then she just vanished, okay she didn't vanish, but she left really quickly. Italy and Romano yawned in unison.
"That damn mitten bastard, waking us up super early to meet some punk bastard only to tell us to go back to sleep a few minutes later," Romano grumbled as he slumped back to his room, with Italy doing the same. After a few more minutes the rest of the countries followed suit.
A few hours later, the countries were gathered in front of the library and they were beginning to feel rather frustrated.
"Where the bloody hell is that girl?" England bellowed.
"Ja, it's not cool to keep my awesomeness waiting," Prussia agreed.
"Perhaps she was just held up, or is making an important phone call," Japan suggested.
"Si, Japan is right!" Spain added. Everyone was silent until they noticed that a fifth of the group was missing.
"Where did Italy and Romano go?" Germany asks a moment later.
"Weren't you paying attention? They, like, totally went into the like library," Poland answered.
"Why are they in the library?" Germany asks.
"Ohonho, perhaps they wanted some alone time. If you know what I mean," France suggested. Prussia snickered at Japan who looked horrified, England slapped France.
"Don't be ridiculous. We better go get them though," England sighed.
The remaining four fifth of the group trooped into the library only to see Michigan sitting and chatting with North and South Italy.
"OMG, so were you like in here the entire time Michigan? That's so not cool, we were totally waiting for you," Felix complained.
"You were waiting for me? I was waiting for you guy for a good forty-five minutes!" Michigan exclaimed, relieved that they were finally here. Romano rolled his eyes.
"I think you bastards are deaf after all," Romano commented.
"Si, she said to met in the library!" Italy agreed. "I forgot too, but then Romano reminded me!" Italy said cheerfully.
The little rag tag group of eleven left the library and was so close to leaving the house, but they were deterred. They had reached the foyer and were steps from leaving when some flew by and their guide was knocked down by…another state?
"Michigan! Thank God I found you, that was close too. It would have been awful if I missed you, really awful, horribly awful," the person rambled.
"Yo, Nevada, mind letting me get up?" Michigan asked. Nevada nodded jerkily, before rolling off her. "So what's up? and for God's sake stand up."
Nevada stood up, revealing what he looked like. He had tan skin and brown hair. He looked a lot like Spain, except for his bright blue eyes. Once he was standing you could also see that he was shaking uncontrollably.
"You have to help me, Ari found my new dealer and cancelled the supplies. I'm fresh out and my new new guy won't be able to get anything here for three days!" Nevada wailed.
"What is he talking about?"The countries wondered in unison.
"You want some joints," Michigan stated. Nevada nodded his head enthusiastically. "Okay, how much do you have on you?" Nevada pulled his wallet out.
"I have twenty-five dollars." Nevada said
"A'ight, I'll give you twenty for twenty-five dollars, deal?"
"Only if you agree to make a second deal when you get back, I can't last on just twenty-five," Nevada countered.
"Are we seriously witnessing a drug deal?"The England and Japan wondered in shock.
"I wonder if I can get some of those joints later?" Prussia thought to himself.
"Deal, are you going to see the others?" Michigan agreed. The two states traded off items, before Nevada glanced around nervously.
"Of course I am, you must use all your resources. Now, Michie, you're a good person, so I'm going to let you in on a little secret, be careful. They're out there, and they're coming," Nevada warned. Michigan chuckled.
"Thanks for the warning, and don't tell anyone that you got those joints from me."
"No problem," Nevada responded before darting off.
"And that, ladies and gentleman was Tucker Jones. Las Vagas really did do him in," Michigan informed the group.
"You're really only hurting him by providing him with drugs," Japan told her.
"Oh don't worry about Nevada, everyone sees this side of him, but he has a couple different faces. You'll meet him again, just you wait."
"Ja, ja, Nevada is a drugie. Are you really surprised? What I want to know is why he was getting his drugs from you," Prussia questioned. "And can I get some?" he asked with his eyes.
"It's actually marijuana," Michigan corrected, and she gave him a small nod.
"That still doesn't answer the fucking question you asshole!" Romano yelled, he didn't reallly care, but all this going back and forth and vague answers was annoying him.
"Okay, there are twenty states where marijuana is legal, albeit for medical purposes. Arizona would never sell it to Nevada, Nevada can't sell to himself, New Hampshire and New Jersey don't like sharing, we always forget about Maine, Alaska freaks the hell out of Nevada, Illinois hates that kind of thing, Hawaii isn't allowed to touch pot, Delaware makes it really expensive, Rhode Island and Vermont are scared of Arizona, New Mexico gets watched like a hawk by Ari, and California sucks at rolling. Colorado did just make it legal for recreational purposes, although that just happened not that long ago so I'm still way better at rolling them. Who really knows though? In a few months Tuck may be buying his goods from Colorado." Michigan shrugged unconcerned.
"That's totally only like sixteen states though," Poland pointed out.
"I'm not his only supplier, he also bugs Montana, Massachusetts, Washington, and Oregon. It's like a little illegal family. Plus, it won't really hurt us, we're states not humans, so it's a good way to make a little money on the side." Michigan grinned and then pulled out a cigarette and lit it.
"Are you like serious?"
"You're going to get bloody high before driving?"
"This doesn't seem like the best idea."
"Ve, can I please not ride in your car?"
"Can I have one?"
"This is a cigarette, not a joint, don't worry I wooudn't get high before driving. Dad gave us this huge lecture a couple years back when a few of us got into an accident and I don't want to repeat that, and yeah sure." Michigan handed a cigarette to France, who, apparently carries a lighter around.
"Now would be a good time for us all to go to town," Germany pointed out.
"Yes! Germany is right, we got off track again, let's go!" Michigan said, hoping to distract the countries from the weed issue.
Okay, so my version of how America and the states were born is a bit different from some of the theories I've heard.
My theory: When the first European landed on the States land the state was born, because the future had already been determined by some unknown force, hence Virginia being 400 years old.
HISTORY LESSON AND CULTURE NOTES!
-In 1607 the first European settelers landed in Virginia
-Marijaina is legal in twenty states for medical purposes
-The states that I picked to supply the pot all had the matter voted on by the people
-Youse guys is a form of you guys commonly used in the thumb and U.P of Michigan
CHARACTER NOTES!
West Virginia- I pictrue him as punk England
Virginia- I see Virginia as being England's personality while WV is his appearance, except she would have more American qualities and not be all like England
Nevada- So there are a lot of things in Nevada and a lot of different views of him, some more common than others. Therefore, I have given him multiple personality disorder. He'll be back so you can expirence his other sides!
Other Stuff!
The whole drug thing, I don't think drugs are good or anything, but marijuana is probably the least dangerous of them and I needed a way to show the first side of Nevada. Don't do drugs guys.
Edited 2/16/15