Warning: implied smutt!
The thirteen original colonies now turned states and America found themselves in the same situation of the third time this week: the meeting for the new constitution. The articles of confederation that they had written a while before they gained their independence didn't seem to be working anymore so they had to scarp it and make a new one from scratch. They went all in thinking that it would be easy, but they were wrong. America would do most of the talking and said the importance of sticking together which was refreshing to hear at first, but after the second week of hearing it, it got old. New York felt her life being sucked out of her every time she went to one of those meetings, slowly aging each time and she realized she wasn't the only one it was happening to. Everyone else around her seemed to be aging too. Massachusetts' shoulders began looking broader and she noticed a bit of stubble growing on his chin, America now began wearing reading glasses when he looked over whatever draft they came up for the day making him look in his mid twenties, and when she looked in a mirror, Karen could see that her once child like face began to look more like that of a grown up as her cheek bones became more defined as she lost her baby face.
"This meeting is so boring," Karen thought as she turned to her sister and gasped at the sight before her. Her ten year old sister now looked about twelve. Her legs were longer, the braid that would stop at her shoulders now reached her mid back, and her once flat chest now had two noticeable lumps on it. "Natalie," Karen asked surprised as Britain was when he realized America was no longer little, "What happened to you."
The younger girl looked at her sister in confusion until she realized what she meant. "Oh. I just grew up a little that's it."
"A little my ass," Karen thought as she diverted her attention back to the meeting that caused her sister, as well as everyone else in the room, to age exponentially.
"Okay, we have one last matter we have to take care of before we set up this new government," America said trying to be a leader.
"What is it?" Massachusetts asked.
"How are we gunna set up the representation system so we know how much power to give each state?"
"That's easy," a feminine voice said causing everyone to pay attention to the female with auburn hair and emerald green eyes that resembled a certain Brit's eyes, "we should have a house of representatives with delegates of each state…determined by population of course."
The other states seemed to be surprised at how quickly Virginia seemed to take charge. "Alright," America said, "anyone second that?"
"I do," Massachusetts said voicing his opinion.
"As do I," Karen said hoping this would end the meeting quicker.
"Alright then, since no one has any object-"
"Wait!" Natalie exclaimed getting everyone's attention, "that doesn't sound fair to us smaller state."
"Then what do you suggest, New Jersey?" the green eyed girl asked.
"We should have a house of delegates with an equal amount of delegates from each state."
Virginia chuckled at the younger girl's idea and said, "That's cute, but you should really let the bigger states take care of things little girl."
New Jersey opened her mouth ready to tell of the much bigger state but her sister interrupted her before she could. "What Virginia means is that you're idea sounds good on paper, but we're trying to give power to the people and the more people the power one state gets. It's only right."
"So you're saying that smaller states don't deserve as much power as the rest of you?"
"NO!" Karen exclaimed realize the angry tone in her sister's voice, "that's not what I mean."
"I thought that you and everybody else in this room fought Britain because he was power hungry man that didn't listen to your opinion, but I guess you guys are just like him," New Jersey said getting up from her seat.
"No, it's not like that."
"It sure seems like that," New Jersey said before leaving the room.
An awkward silence fell in the room and Karen sighed in pain and frustration.
"Meeting's dismissed," America said allowing the people in the room to leave, "Let's come back again next week."
As the states left the room, they whispered thing about whose plan they would support: Virginia's or New Jersey, causing the New Yorker to feel worse about the situation that just happened. Noticing his friend's sadness, America went up to Karen to comfort her. "Hey, don't think too much about it. Give her some time. I'm sure you'll figure out something."
"I hope so," she sighed.
"Feel any better?" Hendrick asked as he regained his breath lying on the bed.
"No not really?" Karen responded panting right next to him causing the Dutch man to grunt and reached for his pipe on the night stand. As he lit it, Karen giggled at his pouty face and said, "You were still amazing though," kissing him playfully.
He smiled at her actions before taking a drag from his pipe and asking, "So what is it that's bothering you that you won't tell me about?"
"It's my sister," she mumbled covering her head with the white bed sheets as if that would make her problems go away.
Hearing the mention of the younger girl, Hendrick's ears perked up. "Oh, how is she?"
"She's mad at me!" Karen cried from under the sheets.
The Dutch man uncovered her and looked stared blankly at her until she spilled out the whole story.
"Okay," Karen sighed, "she's mad because I didn't support her idea of an equal delegate system and said delegate should be based by population and that's how each state should have their power."
"If that were the case," Hendrick said taking another drag from his pipe, "then Spain would be more powerful than I am."
"Yeah but, Spain's boss is weak. Weak rulers means weak power."
"And when you have a government ruled by the people, you'll get the same thing," he finished, exhaling the smoke. Karen remained silent until she let out a sigh.
"You're right, but that doesn't change the fact that she's mad at me."
"Let me take care of that," Hendrick said getting out of the bed and putting on his pants.
"Thank you, Hendrick," she responded hugging him from behind.
"No problem, sisters shouldn't fight," he told her as he left the room. "Especially when the both of them are so beautiful," he thought as he looked for the younger sister.
Natalie was sitting by a tree when the Dutch man found her.
"Hello, New Jersey," he said behind her causing her to gasp and turn around quickly.
"Oh," she said relived to see who it was, "it's you Mr. Netherlands."
"Please," he said taking a seat next to her, "call me Hendrick."
"But, Karen calls you 'Hendrick' and I don't want to call you what sister calls you," she said turning her head in the other direction.
"Is that because you and she got in an argument?" he asked concerned.
"W-what," the young girl stammered, "What did she tell you?"
"She told me that she was upset about it and wished that she could tell you she knows where you're coming from."
"She did," she said letting he guard down, "but that doesn't change the fact that she sided with Virginia."
"I understand, New Jersey. I had my own sister with this jerk name Spain, but I still forgave her because I love her," he said looking into her eyes, "didn't you once tell me that you love your sister more than anything?"
Natalie seemed to be hypnotized by his eyes and she felt bad for even being mad at her sister in the first place. "You're right. Where is she?"
"How about I take you to her?"
"Alright," she chirped walking side by side with the tall man. As they approached the house, Hendrick would occasionally glance at the younger girl, becoming mesmerized by her hazel green eyes, petite figure, and childish face.
"Hey, Hendrick," the dirty blonde said bringing him back to reality; "you really love my sister, don't you?"
The question had caught him off guard. Of course he loved her, but he found it strange that the girl of his secret desire was asking him this. "More than you'll ever know," he responded.
"Look, there's Karen," the young girl said running up to her sister.
The Dutch man watched as the two sisters made up, hugging and kissing each other in the process. As the loving scene carried on in front of him, his twisted mind found pleasure in the demonstration of love the two girls were displaying while his heart battled weathered if acting on his desires for the young girl was worth being unfaithful to the girl he loved.
Dun dun dun. Le gasp. Hendrick can't be serious, can he? Well you're going to have to read the next chapter to find out :P Anyway, sorry if it didn't have enough Netherlands for you fan girls out there, but I really needed to put all the stuff in the beginning. And for those of you that didn't know what I was talking about goggle New Jersey Plan and Virginia Plan on google because I suck at explaining things. Shout out to KawaiiShortcake and for reviewing the last chapter. I hope you guys enjoyed this one too!