Edith and Washington burst through California's door.
"Oregon!" They called in unison. "Oregon?"
They walked towards the study. They stood by the door awkwardly. Who knew what horrors lay behind that door. Woody scampered up to them.
"Good luck." He squeaked.
"W-Woody...you wanna open the door for us?" Asked Washington.
"HELL no. You're on your own, you two."
"Please?"
"You wouldn't get me in there for a hundred sticks, Washington."
"A hundred and one sticks?"
"...Sure!" He jumped up and latched onto the door knob, turning it. He forced himself back as hard as he could, causing the door to open. Washington and Edith gasped at what they saw. Poor Oregon was fainted on the ground with a bump on his head. Pictures were scattered everywhere. Edith picked one up and blushed hard.
"Is that...?"
Washington looked at the picture. "And is that a...?"
They looked at each other before screaming, causing Oregon to wake up.
"Oh, hi guys."
Woody scampered up to him. "Oregon!"
"Hey buddy."
"Oregon, you said you needed help organizing The Desk of Doom, so I-uh-brought Washington..."
"Thanks, guys. It's an infestation of nudity under there."
California, Hawaii, and America waited impatiently for the elevator to stop. Waiting for the little ding to let them know they were at the right floor. Waiting...
Waiting...
Waiting...
Ding! The elevator doors opened to reveal a woman with strawberry blonde hair and pink rimmed glasses leaning against the wall, sipping coffee from the local Starbucks. She was dressed in a classy brown sweater, a crimson skirt, and a crimson scarf. She looked up.
"Finally! I've been waiting for an hour." She exclaimed. Her eyes lingered to Hawaii.
"Hawaii~! Little sis~!" She picked her little sister and hugged her. "Why're you here?"
"Aloha Melody~! I came here with...OH GOD!" She yelped.
"With who?" Asked America.
"W-With Alaska! I forgot about her!"
California facepalmed. "Well, South. We're going to be going now-"
"No, California. We're here now, and Alaska can take care of her self."
"But, she's like, fifteen!"
"But she's more mature than you." Pointed out Hawaii.
"Says who?"
"Says your siblings, her Personal Record, her natives, her people, and her boss."
"...Is that why South travled here on her own?"
"Yep."
"Guys, we should be going..."
America nodded. "So it's settled. We'll look for Alaska after the meeting. Now let's go."
He walked up to the door and opened it. Nations turned to look at him.
"Bloody hell, America! Where have you been!?" England demanded, his arms crossed.
"Well, um...there were some difficulties. But I managed to bring North and South California here. Plus a suprise."
"Aloha everyone!" Hawaii greeted, running into the room before the nations could guess what the suprise was. Warm greetings flooded the room once the nations recognized the young girl.
"Ve~! Little Hawaii! What a suprise!" Italy exclaimed.
"Vell, zhis is quite an interesting...suprise." Germany noted partially to himself.
"Hello, Hawaii. It's nice to see you." England greeted.
"So, were are the others..?"
California burst through the entrance. "Did someone call me~?"
All eyes were on the state instantly. Especially France's.
"Ohonhon~! Who is THIS sexy woman?"
"I'm Southern California. But you all can call me Cali." She said, winking suggestively.
The Italian brothers stared at her, blood trickling lightly down their noses and blushes filling their cheeks.
France was undressing her with his eyes, a pervy smile on his face.
Prussia stared, drooling slightly.
She giggled. "Oh, boys, it's not polite to stare." When she saw the boys look away, she giggled again.
"But, it's okay with me."
The boys looked at her again immediately, causing her to smile.
Germany narrowed his eyes at her. Zhis is a vorking enviroment...Italy shouldn't be staring at her like zhat.
Spain narrowed his eyes as well. She may be sexy, but my little tomato is looking at her!
Canada shifted his gaze from his neice to Prussia. "U-Um Prussia...y-you're drooling."
"Huh-Oh, hi Canada."
"...You're not listening to me, are you?"
"Ja. Maple Syrup is awesome..."
Canada frowned. He suddenly got an idea. "Prussia sucks."
"Ja, ja."
"Prussia is gay."
"Ja, I agree."
"Prussia isn't sexy."
Prussia snapped his head towards Canada. "Dude, vhat vas zhat for?"
"You were so entranced by my neice that you-um-started to ignore me."
"Oh..."
"And you're drooling."
"Vhy didn't you tell me zhat in zhe first place?"
"I did."
"Oh. Sorry, Canada." He appologized, wiping the corner of his mouth.
"It's okay, eh."
America and Hawaii facepalmed.
"California, stop trying to be eye candy and sit down."
"Okay, Dad."
Northern California took it as a sign to come out as well. When she did, France stared at her.
"Ohonhonhon. She's not as sexy as her sister, but she has an adorable nerdy look. So cute~!"
A hum of agreement came from Prussia, liking the appearence of Melody much more than what's-her-name.
Canada was pretty sad. Maybe he likes the whoreish types more than a nerdy type. And more of a flirty type than a shy type...
Melody blinked at Prussia, blushing hard. "Um... could y-you please stop staring..?"
Prussia nodded. "Sorry." He looked away. Nerdy girls are so cute~!
She sat down in between California and Hawaii.
"I'll sit down now..." America said awkwardly, sitting next to Hawaii and Canada.
Alaska blinked her eyes open. "Hmmm?"
Sealand smiled. "Hi, lady! Are you okay?"
"A-Ah! Mini-England!" She yelped, inching away from him.
"Is that why you fainted? 'Cuz I look like my Dad?"
She nodded slowly. His eyes sparkled in response.
"You must be a country! What's it like?"
"Why should I tell you? I don't even know your name."
He frowned. "I told you a few minutes ago. My name's Sealand."
"Oh. Right. I knew that."
After a few moments of silence, she decided to break it. "...My name's Alaska. I live with America, so I can't say I know what it's like to be country."
"Oh. I thought you were a Russian state."
"...I used to be. I'm not one anymore."
"Why?"
"I don't know. Russia never told me why..."
"So, why're you here?"
"Looking for America and my sisters."
"...I'll help."
She looked at him. "R-Really?"
"On one condition."
"That is...?"
He smiled innocently. "Can you please sneak me into one of the meetings?"
"No problem."
Melody Hernandez-Cruz-Jones is the extremely intelligent, quiet, and nerdy part of California. She can speak Spanish pretty fluently, but she almost never does because she feels like it would shock people due to her apperance. She has pale white skin and short, strawberry blonde hair that's curled upward at the tips, with icy blue eyes. She has a brown v-neck sweater. But the v-neck part is covered by her crimson scarf, due to her not wanting to show any amount of chest. She has a very long crimson skirt that she wears all the time. She claims that it doesn't show her butt and it hides all parts of her legs that boys would want to look at. She has pink rimmed glasses.
She hates the fact that her sister is such a "boy horder." Since her sister always draws "the wrong kind of attention" to herself, she doesn't want anyone to think she's like that in any way. She always blushes hard when she's asked if she wants a boyfriend. She blushes even harder when boys stare at her. She has a huge crush on one of the states, but she absolutely refuses to tell anyone who it is. Only two people know who it is, and they are her own sister and America. California found out on purpose and uses it as black mail occasionally. However, she would never tell anyone due to the fact that she loves and respects her little sister. America knows because he's the only person that she completely trusts.
She loves her older sister with all her heart, even though she is a whore. She always defends her sister viciously when others tease her sister, saying things that range from "It's her own choice." to "Go f*ck yourselves before France does." depending on how harsh said teasing is. Her big sister returns the favor, and when her sister gets teased, she resorts to saying things that range from "What did she ever do to you?" to "Get your head out of your ass before my foot decides to join it!" depending on her mood. If you make either one of the Californias cry, the other will hurt you in a physical, very painful way.
Despite popular belief, the sister with the biggest potty mouth is Northern California. She shocks with the things she says, and she keeps calm whilst she says these things, an art she learned from Alaska. She learned various combos from playing online in Call of Duty. She is a gamer girl at heart and owns many video games. She often plays online with the Washingtons, who are gamer girls themselves, and Oregon, who is a huge nerd when it comes to video games. Her sister rarely plays video games, and only does so when she's at a Pacific Northwest Slumber Party, which widely involves playing video games. Melody has owned and beaten all of the Pokemon games accept for Y, which she is very far in all ready.
She has a huge respect towards nature. She has her own garden, which she tends to every day, unless if she goes to a meeting with America. She usually has her neighbor and best friend Arizona, who knows ony a bit about gardening, take care of her plants, in that case.
OOC: Chapter Seven~!
To Cherry: Yeah, she's pretty bad :3
And that line shows Hawaii's love-hate relationship with her. I figured it be pretty funny~!
And a cruise...! That's so cool, Cherry~!
She won't have any grudges left when the story's over, that much is what I'll tell you.
I hope you guys like Melody~! She was kinda hard to describe physically, so let me know if you need me to explain what something means.
And I'm cleaning up my chapters so they make more sense and/or so they look more professional. I hope you like the change~!
