HEY DAD.

It's the most successful of the Oregon Territory gang: Washington!

It' really annoying when you confuse me with Oregon... he's nice and all (not really, he's a jerkwad sometimes) but we don't even look the same. He's older than me, and meaner, and less mainstream. Actually, scratch that. I AM THE LEAST MAINSTREAM HERE, BRO.

Anyway, remember to send me some love because I made Microsoft, Starbucks and I coated the entire world in ash when St. Helen's exploded (that was scary!).

Love and all that,

Alexander


Alex,

I'm starting to think that I confuse all of you with each other. You know...you and your brothers and sisters.

It's funny, though because I CANNOT remember doing it! I mean, I remember you guys, of course. Just not the mixing up parts.

I have NO recollection of that stuff.

But I know that you guys are always insulting each other. Don't know where you got it from. Maybe it's cause you're all kind of...idk, diverse?

And how 'bout you just come to the reunion that's being planned, yo? Much easier to give you a hug or something there.

Hahaha! We can all get together and have a group hug!

Hahahaha! That'd be pretty interesting.

Love,
Dad


Dear uncle Alfred,

Yes it would be nice of you to do such a kind thing, after all didn't he raise you for such a long time, go to war with Spain to keep you safe? And what of your own things that people say are real, yet others don't? such as the jersey devil, the moth man and many others?

And please? Van-Chan? it seems a bit too close to Mr. Switzerland's name, if you must give me a nickname i suppose...Sa-san, would suit me well.

And celebrate your birthday by all means, but perhaps try something small and privyte with only a few people? or plot birthday part with mattie and share it with him on July 2nd?

Amd maybe a card to Father, something asking to "thank you for raising me to be the nation i am today"? just think how you would have turned out if FRANCE had been the one to rasie you.

with regards,

Savannah Kirkland


SA-CHAN,

CALL ME UNCLE AL. AL. AAAALLL. Till you do, I'm call you Sa-chan instead. I already stooped from Van-chan (because, you're kinda right, it DOES sound like the dudes name).

And those things are totally real! Jeez...Besides, they're not magical being things that I 'talk' to on a daily basis, yo.

...Birthday? Small. Few people?

AND NOT ON MY ACTUAL BIRTHDAY?

What? D;

That's not cool...but I'll do it. Don't want to...

But I'll do it. And I might get him a card...depends on the letter he sent me.

If it isn't nice, he isn't getting one.

-UNCLE AL, NOT UNCLE ALFRED

P.S. Savannah. 'If'-ing on if France raised me? Bro's scary, yo! Why'd you have to bring THAT up? D: Cooking would have been better...but still!


Hello, Dad!

It's me, Oklahoma!

I keep getting tornadoes. So do Texas, Kansas, Missouri, and Alabama... It's getting scary out here!

Stay safe where you are!

Love, your son,

Norman S. Jones


Norm,

I KNOW you're getting tornadoes. I'm actually worried as hell about you guys and the citizens...

All this stuff is going on...

EH, it's HECTIC.

And don't worry about me, I'm completely SAFE where I am, yo.

Love,
Dad


Dear Alfred,

You SURE? Because that's also about the eighth time you've said that.

WHUT? AMERICA... actually DOING something for the enviroment? :O

Ay naku,what the hell happened?

... Haha,I joke,just kidding. :P I think it's great that you're helping the ozone layer. But why are you cramped inside?

Philippines

P.S. Um,I think I got that figured out when his bullet got THIS close to my face for the umpteenth time. And uhh,yeah,totally amazing...

P.P.S HOLY SHIT TEXAS IS A GIRL. Dammit...

*shaky handwriting near the end*


Lorenzo,

YES, I'm sure. Jeez, yo.

And HEY, I'll help out the environment ALL THE TIME, man. And I'm cramped inside because of plans...that I'm making.

You'll hear about it soon. Don't worry.

It's just...a secret.

-America Alfred F. Jones

P.S. ...Dude...

P.P.S. Yeah. Haha, you're kinda more screwed than you were before, aren't you? Hahaha!


Future Diabetic,

Seeing *you* die a slow, painful death from too much sugar intake (and all that disgusting grease you call 'hamburgers' that you consume) would be funny. Git. No one wants to hear your voice. Why do you think no one likes you, you living blubber ball?

I happen to like your boss.

I just think YOU'RE the jackass.

I don't know... -mumbles something about the Revolutionary War- But we have our own Wikipedia page, which I find slightly disturbing. However, since being friends with you benefits my people, I suppose I can put up with your fat self.

I simply put it into terms someone as daft as you would understand. Because if I quoted your boss, I'm positive you wouldn't understand half of the words.

B-belt up, you wanker! You're friends with an alien, which is certainly all in your head because they're not real.

And would you be more proper as to actually write out things, and not lazily abbreviating them as you would in a text message? You're a nation and are already seen as being a complete idiot. Set a better example.

England


I'M NOT GONNA EVEN BOTHER WITH AN INSULT, MR. I'VE-GOT-A-STICK-SHOVED-WAY-TOO-FAR-UP-MY-F*CKING-*SS!

YOU'RE NOT GETTING A CARD!

-America

P.S. I DON'T WANNA send anymore letters to you! I didn't even read the last part of the stupid letter! I'M HAVING PROBLEMS, YOU ASS, BE CONSIDERATE TO MY MEAN-NESS AND STUFF! I'M HAVING PROBLEMS!

P.P.S. I'll use ABBREVIATIONS wheneverth I WANT!

P.P.P.S I'll still write letters to you. Just don't be so mean. And I can't erase anything above because it's all in pen. Can't scratch it out either, really. And I don't feel like getting a new piece of paper, so whatever. And sorry. I snapped. Never done it before, it won't happen again.


Oy, Amerika!

Is that Florida in your pants or are you just happy to see me? Kesesese~!

Wie gehts? It's the awesome me! But of course you already knew that.

So I decided to grace your presence with my awesomeness 'cause I heard you were down in the dumps. What better way to get well than see ME? Granted, you're not actually seeing me, but my handwriting should be enough to get you better. Plus Gilbird, who delivered this letter to you.

So Amerika, HEAL THYSELF!

...you feel amazing now, amirite?

-Preußen


Prussia,

HAHA. Funny, man, funny.

I'm good. I could be better, but England's an ass, so I'm not.

And hey, thanks for 'gracing me with your presense', man. Also...

DUDE.

Your handwriting is total chicken-scratch.

I think Gilbird (who's now just sitting here, watching me write this letter [which is kinda creepy, man]) might even have better handwriting than you.

Seriously.

But thanks. I'm actually feeling pretty well.

But no, nowhere close to amazing right now, dude. -_-'

Send me a gift card to McDonalds, maybe then.

-America Alfred F. Jones


Told ya he was gonna snap~. Maybe that was just a bit too much, though? I'm thinking of seriously changing it. Too much American-snappage. I might just change it, but knowing what this fic is really based upon...well, that's kind of impossible, now isn't it? xD

But I wonder if this is really of any importance or anything ...Do any of you really read through the whole thing like a regular story? O.o I wouldn't know, but I'm guessing that some of you do. xD

Ru Tsuna: Weird...I never noticed that...O.O And I've been to California. O.o Oh, and thanks for the little translation thing...I was kinda confused when I first read the letter...I was kinda like "Wait...What does THAT mean? D:". So, yeah. xD Thanks.

atra (Your username's too long to actually type out for me. xD): v.v Mhm~. And, you know, England is usually the one to go off on America, right? D'ya think England's gonna be more bitter now? Kinda~ hope not. XD

Person writing as Prussia: 1. I kind of figured. Almost. v.v And 2. Yeah...it's obvious. xD

Anyways~ I'm starting to notice I put a lot of squiggly letter-things when I'm typing. Don't know why I do that. Also, I only really put the letters in here that we for chapter 4...(well, duh. But after I uploaded that one other chapter earlier today I got more reviews~) and chapter 5 letters will be next time along with all the other ones I think I'm gonna get. x3

And mistakes. I NEED TO FIX THEM. And I will...tomorrow. For now I'll kinda deal with the embarrassment of grammatical errors. -hides in a hole- Bye for now~