Author's Note: The 365 Project is an experimental multi-fandom project to write and post at least one short every day for the next year, not including my semi-regular bi-weekly updates. For more details, see the relevent section in my profile. This is The 365 Project, December Seventh.
In the immortal words of Samuel L. Clemens... "Persons attempting to find a motive in this narrative will be prosecuted; persons attempting to find a moral in it will be banished; persons attempting to find a plot in it will be shot. BY ORDER OF THE AUTHOR."
Disclaimer; I don't own or make money from Hetalia or any characters thereof, using them without permission for entertainment purposes solely.
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"On A Clear Sunday Morning..."
By J.T. Magnus, 'Turbo'
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December 7, 1941
The horrorific scream of pain woke all the residents of the apartment building, sending most of them running down halls and stairways towards the source of the sound. The slowest arrived to find Kaili - the personification of Hawai'i as a Kingdom and now Territory - curled up in tears with her head in Davy's - in Tennessee's - lap and Oklahoma - Merle - rubbing her back.
Diego - otherwise known as California - dropped to his knee beside them, "What has happened, my friend?"
"Hurts... so bad..." Kaili managed to get out through her clenched teeth before another pain shot through her, causing the Territory to draw in on herself.
"Get Alfred!" Diego snapped at the closest State and William - Pennsylvania - didn't wait around, but took off running.
Carson and Isabella shared a look before she asked, "What can the rest of us do to help?"
"We don't know!" Davy told the States of Nevada and Arizona in frustration, "This has never happened before, not even when we were fighting each other!"
"How about clearing out and giving her some room?" Monty - West Virginia - suggested, "Anna, you've got a lot of hospitals, right? You've got to know something about medicine."
The State of Maryland pushed her way through the crowd of States and Territories to join the other three States kneeling by Kaili, "I'll do what I can, but... without knowing what happened, there's not much I can do."
"I'll tell you what happened," A voice cut through the crowd with uncharacteristic anger and firmness as Alfred made his appearance, clutching his side and leaning on William for support, "That... Kiku happened. Japan attacked Pearl Harbor and that little backstabber waited until I was on the floor and hurting to drop a declaration of war on me and walk out. That's what happened."
"If that's the case, then there's nothing we can do for her," Maryland nodded grimly, "As long as Hawai'i is hurting, she'll hurt."
"Then what do we do instead?" Brigham - the State of Utah - demanded to know.
"What are we gonna do?" Alfred repeated as he took his arm from around William's shoulder and stood up straight, "I'll tell you what we're gonna do. I tried to be nice, tried to talk to Kiku about what he's been doing the last few years, but this is gone way too far... Now he's gone and made me mad. We'll see how proud he is of his Imperial Army and Navy when I ram my fist down his throat and punch him in the stomach from the inside! You all need to go to your people and Governors and start getting ready... we're going to war."
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Author's Note: As a bit of historical trivia and personal challenge, except for Alfred/United States and Kaili/Hawai'i, each of the states mentioned by State name were, in fact, the namesake state of a battleship that was at Pearl Harbor that day seventy-three years ago.
