AN: This chapter is for you Amelia. You are god sent and your weid facts helped me a bunch. Also what exactly is the MoMo like? A general rule you should all know, the only reason you got so many chapters is because ths all used to be one huge one and I broke it all up.

Oh sorry if I messed up on any of the Russian last chapter I had to use Bing tanslator.

Any way any weird facts about the states tell me about them. Also any event you find really interesting in the US's history. Because considering all the work I've put into fleshing out the states there will be other stories about them. One more request.

What ae your favortie Canada pairings?

Need to Know to understand this chapter:

State/Commonwealth Name - Human Name

Maine - Augusta Smith

Kansas - Chamania Tiahrt (Chamnia means sunfloer), Nickname "Champion Shot" Member of the "Quick Draw Trio"

North Dakota - Jean Pomeroy (Named after my friend Jasmine)

Wyoming - Cheyenne Stuart, Nickname "Shy" and called so by her sister Idaho and her other siblings


America's Children

CHAPTER THREE:

Most Important Choice

"So you are telling us that not only does another country know of us, but this country is Russia? The Russia?" Maine questioned slowly her light green eyes boring into Kansas.

"I think that's rather obvious Augusta." Virginia said dryly. Maine's only reply was to flip off the other female. Maine of course ignored the indignant hiss she received for this.

Kansas nodded sighing on the inside and shifting a little to block Russia more from their view. Not that it helped much, her being almost two feet shorter than him and considerably less bulky. But in all honesty this was going much better than she'd expected. So far everyone had remained calm when she'd made her announcement and they were all acting like the mature states she hoped they were on the inside.

"The only quick sure fire way to get rid of the problem is death. I say we kill him." Texas said gravely, a bright twinkle in her pale amber eyes. Kansas felt Russia stiffen behind her and gave Texas a cold glare.

"No way in hell Texas. At the moment Russia is a guest in the United States of America." Kansas told her friend firmly and decided to add something to make her point. "And he's my charge."

A few states groaned at this announcement, most in apparent disappointment.

"For our dimmer family members that means Champion Shot will shoot your favorite appendages off if you go near him. You know how she gets." North Dakota said flamboyantly. Almost approvingly. The stares he received made his pale skin flush red.

"Jean!" South Dakota scolded clearly horrified.

"What I was simply stating a fact. You know very well I don't approve of violence." The pacifist glared accusingly at an innocent looking Texas. "But for some brutes it is the only thing they seem to understand."

South Dakota glared at his brother for the obvious insult to Texas. Everyone knew how much the state was in love with her. Well everyone except Texas. But they also all knew about the animosity between North Dakota and Texas. Their personalities just clashed too much. And his younger brother being in love with someone he hated didn't improve North Dakota's opinion of Texas.

Kansas closed her eyes the room's volume steadily growing as other states got involved with the debate. Damn, this was getting them nowhere and if it kept up who knows what could happen. They couldn't let this happen again. They'd been dancing around the issue of rather to end isolationism for years, but it always erupted into something like this. But now they didn't have time to indulge in this foolishness. This was the most important decision they would ever make and they couldn't do this dance.

"Silence." A soft voice rang clearly across the room. It was feminine and Southern accented, but muffled with the scarf Kansas knew she wore. The silence was startling as they all turned to gape at Georgia.

Georgia did not speak. Ever. It was a rule they'd all accepted after the War. Even before she'd been soft spoken. To have her of all people, one of the Thirteen, the one who'd suffered most before the decree was passed, speak was shocking. Her indigo-blue eyes looked at them all calmly through white-silver eyelashes.

"We will speak one at a time. And we will raise hands to take turns speaking." She said sternly. She turned to New Mexico on her right. "I know you most be dying to speak. You may have the floor."

New Mexico gave her a torn look. One mixed with dislike and respect. Then he nodded his thanks and stood.

"We should end it," he told them and paused to let them think it over.

Kansas herself starred at the youngest male state in the room her eyes masked. She and the boy had quite spectacular arguments over this very issue. But even she of all people knew that New Mexico always made valid points despite his cutting words. He also possessed Da's charisma. And unlike their father, either adopted or not depending on which state you asked, New Mexico knew how to use it.

"None of us would be strong enough to keep the Russian prisoner and even if all of us worked together eventually he'd have to be released." New Mexico told them throwing Kansas an only slightly gloating look as he did. "Kansas's unfortunate mistake has given us an opportunity. A chance to have the world acknowledge our existence. To stop cowering because of one incident that happened more than a century ago. And to escape our prison."

He paused waiting for someone to comment as he knew they would. Tennessee stood.

"You call it an incident, child, but you weren't even born to see it." Tennessee said calmly, his dark eyes cold. "It was the deadliest war we have yet to fight. You children have never seen your people die for you. You have never held a soldier you watched grow up from a babe die screaming on the battlefield. You did not have to watch as our nation was torn apart. As we fought against each other. We tried to kill each other. We nearly killed ourselves and Father. This decree was placed there for a reason."

Several others nodded in agreement with Tennessee, but the younger ones looked torn. And more than she would have thought looked in agreement with New Mexico. Georgia stood once more.

"We shall put it to a vote now that you have heard the counter arguments. Does anyone have something to add before we begin?" No one stood they were too busy starring at each other eyes wide and almost fearful. Kansas bit her lip. It had really come. The time they would make the most important choice ever.

"Those in agreement to end isolationism?"

New Mexico raised his hand defiantly. Very slowly her mind still considering Kansas raised her own in agreement, causing a few hisses of surprise, but none so much as the next surprise. Georgia raised her hand.

For a few seconds everyone remained frozen, even New Mexico, who stared at Georgia mouth open. Then other hands rose, some reluctantly, some quickly. There weren't many surprises after Georgia. Her throwing in her lot had made the decision for many. In the end only fifteen states voted in opposition. Tennessee leading the vote against as he watched Georgia eyes blank as he hid his emotions. New Hampshire refused to vote, remaining neutral as always, though she did throw Mississippi a startled look when he agreed to end it.

At the end everyone stared at each other in shock. Nobody seemed to completely be able to process they'd just ended a centuries old decree. Kansas herself was shocked. They'd done it. All those arguments, years of not speaking with others after particularly vicious ones, years of tears and anger and they'd done it. Kansas was certain she would have fainted if Russia hadn't chosen that moment to place his hand on he shoulder to draw her attention.

"Are you going to tell them about Amerika?" he asked sweetly, eyes amused. Kansas looked at him blankly a few moments before nodding.

"There's something else," she began stiffly. They looked at her in shock. Kansas cleared her throat.

"Da's gone."

Then all hell broke loose as the cliché goes.

"That was lively," Russia said happily, causing the short girl in front of him to glare. She still held two hand guns, which she'd drawn from some hidden crevice in her clothing, loosely in her hands. They were pointed at two scowling states he did not know the name of.

"Lively?" the girl asked blankly. Russia nodded smiling down at the girl. She gave him an incredulous look before turning back to the other states.

"Okay, Virginia," She nodded towards the angry blond woman. "Maryland," This was the dark haired man with angry gray eyes. "We are going to settle this nice and calmly like everyone else."

The other states seemed to have settled down after the girl had fired a few shots, though a few were tied down. But these two seemed to particularly hate him or perhaps they were just particularly worried. Russia smiled rolling the idea over in his mind. Who knew America had such loving loyal children?

"Now sit down in your chairs like good little states, and commonwealths," Kansas said throwing Virginia a friendly nod at that. The blond glared over the girl in front of him. Russia smiled at her amused by the hostility. Why was it they instantly jumped to the conclusion that he of all people had harmed their idiot father. Oh, yes they hated each other.

"Do you honestly expect me to believe he had nothing to do with it," the brunette Marylander hissed through clenched teeth. The girl glared at him.

"The others do. I do. And do you honestly think I'd let anyone hurt Da. You know I'm not his secretary for just my language skills." The girl said bluntly.

Russia looked down at her curiously. So she was the idiot's secretary as well as his daughter. Looking up he noted that Virginia and Maryland looked a bit less hostile at that. And in fact the Marylander was backing down. A shorter blond man rose to his feet and whispered something in the female state's ear. The woman sighed and threw Russia another suspicious glare.

"West is right," she admitted grudgingly, causing the blond man beside her to smile. "Chamania wouldn't let anyone touch Father."

The girl began to lower her gun. And Virginia looked Russia straight in the eyes her blue ones intense. "But if there is so much as a whisper of you having anything to do with his disappearance I'll kill you. Political ramifications or not."

Russia nodded smiling at her brightly. Oh yes, incredibly loyal to their idiot.

"I've made contact with my agents and if anyone gets so much as a sniff of him I'll hear about it." Kansas assured the others. They all looked at her, upset and worried over their missing nation. "We'll find him, but now we have to decide how will tell the other nations."

There was a thoughtful silence, before a surprising figure raised her hand. The state looked at them nervously as she stood her smooth black curls bouncing slightly.

"I th-think we sh-should t-tell th-them at th-the next world su-sumit." Wyoming said, stuttering more than usual.

"That's a great idea Shy," Idaho said boisterously, her blue eyes wide, as the bells in her hair jingled. She turned to the other states with a bright smile, but the look in her eyes told them it was forced. She too worried.

"It's perfect 'cause then we can kill two birds with one stone. Nobody'll miss Russia until then so we can keep him with us until February. That way he doesn't tell anybody until we're ready and we have a chance to prepare." Many muttered their agreement.

"But who should keep him until February?" New Jersey asked.

"Well isn't it obvious?" New Mexico said, drawing attention to him. The Hispanic looking state rolled his eyes. "Kansas of course."

They all turned to Kansas expectantly. Well shit.