Breaking Bonds, Forming Bonds

By nlcaelum

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Again, time for… … DEDICATIONS!
To Lammybug: for my first review! Thanks! I'll get a cookie somehow…
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And, while at it, here's my chapterly political rant!
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To all independents in parliaments all around the world: Power to you! Yowza!
[Context: Australia]

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~Chapter 4~

~ Virtue and Liberty~

So, a bunch of state governors were assembled in Allentown, Pennsylvania. And it was really, to be honest…

"This is honestly, really, so frickin' boring – it's almost a ghost town!" Clare Farron, the pink-haired lieutenant-governor of Rhode Island, was totally miffed at the whole thing. An emergence meeting of all the governors of the 50 states – actually merely the lower 48, because Hawaii's was in Japan, and Alaska refused to send their governor because the Tea Party was in opposition to everyone in the lower 48, or something.

And, to make thing worse, the flight into Pennsylvania was anything but smooth. From Rhode Island to LaGuardia to Pennsylvania, in cattle class, was a nerve-fraying experience – and WITHOUT ALCOHOL! And best of all, Hope was on Amtrak – and…

"Hey there!"

That's right, Hope was EARLIER than her – not good! Lieutenant-governors were never LATER than their Governors, which was in itself, a massive no-no.

"In Allentown, PA now. What's the emergency? Will find out. Doesn't seem as bad as myself. And where's Stell?"

At 110 characters, Noct tweeted a rare one. A tweet, that is.

"Well, well, well." The state governor of Massachusetts , after a long road trip, was finally in Allentown. It was after all, a long, long trip. Thank God for the federal highway system.

And then, a blonde comes in.

Aya Brea cleared her throat, the chair of the National State Governors' Association, and the Governor of the state of Maryland – initially she was there to lecture at Annapolis, but one thing became another, and she ended up in the governor's anyway. Still, not the point.

"We convene this meeting to discuss the matter of… the governor of New Jersey."

"Who? Snooki?" Hope was being honestly, dumb.

"No!" Aya was disgusted. "Guidos s…uck!"

"Um. Ashe? Ashelia B'Nargin Dalmasca?" Tidus, the governor of Florida inquired. Obviously the distance between Florida and the Northeast was really, really far.

"Hell no. Not the lesbo from Hawaii who's in Japan!" Clare Farron retorted.

"Stella Nox Fleuret." Aya announced.

"OH SHI—" Asa's knee-jerk response was heard all around the chamber – before the NY Governor placed his palm over her mouth.

"Oops, sorry."

The lieutenant-governor of New Jersey, attending in lieu of Stella, Cloud Strife, sighed.

So the final resolution looked like this.

"We, the governors (and representatives) of the 50 48 states of the States except Hawaii and Alaska and the 10 provinces of Canada, are in the knowledge of the fact that the governor of New Jersey, has gone missing, and is probably a lesbian with Serah Farron, the sister of the lieutenant-governor of Rhode Island, Clare Farron.

Thus, with what was supposed to be the marriage of Noctis Lucis Caelum, the governor of New York State, and the aforementioned governor of the State of New Jersey, will be called off, and for Caelum to look for a new fiancé."

The resolution was signed by everybody, pretty much reluctantly by most, and some.

And more interestingly, the governors of Maryland and Massachusetts were both pretty much splayed on two facing couches.

"Man, isn't that Noct one poor thing." Asa mumbled to nobody in particular.

In response, Aya retorted. "It's not about that, it's the whole thing about gay marriage that's messed up. Singapore got it right: stick it somewhere in the Penal Code, so that everyone knows it's criminal."

"Where?"

"3. 7. 7. A. Check it out, Asa."

"You intend to parachute it into the penal code here?"

"Probably, after the Federal Congress decided to ignore the whole thing."

"Still, you interested in Noct, Aya?" Asa was being cheeky.

"One marriage to an ass in enough. Kyle was enough No more, unless I say otherwise. But you're still OK!"

"What, is this a challenge to me, the singlette of Boston?"

"…"

"You're on!" Asa responded with gusto.

So Aya booked two first-class tickets, return (she reasoned that Noct could easily refund her) to an undisclosed location, and pushed them up onto a helicopter to Lehigh Valley Airport, then onto a flight to Dulles, where armed escorts took them to another flight to LAX.

By then, they were looking like… the Aussie PM on a bad hair day. And their temperament was like the color of her hair. For being… pushed about.

And where was this flight going to?

"WHAT did you do?" Hope was in shock.

Author's Notes:

Virtue and Liberty. The Pennsylvania state motto. Or at least part of. The full one is "Virtue, Liberty and Independence".

That's a hell lotta of carbon emissions, IMO. But I didn't vote Greens! (Nor Republican!)

Cliff-hangers. Don't you love them?

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