As this is only an epilogue, it's very short. And though I didn't mention this before, this chapter is from the POV of two awesome guest stars—Sweden and Finland!
Man In Mirror: Thanks! I actually did know that. My grandpa is a major civil war buff, and he and I like watching the history channel together. *adjusts nerd glasses* I didn't know the part about the thirteen colonies, though, so thank you! I shall so my best to use that.
I don't own Hetalia (not yay) but I own my lovely states (yay)!
EPILOGUE:
Sweden opened the front door and reached down to pick up the mail. He rifled through the envelopes, pausing when he spotted one addressed to him in blue crayon, with hearts and stars drawn all over it.
He walked back into the house and sat down on the couch to open the letter. It was written in crayon, with words scribbled out and misspelled.
Deer Dear Mr. Sweden,
Me and Leila are very very
exter extra sorry for chasing you with skwirt squirt guns. Virginia is helping me right write this so we can say sorry. Also we apolloappili are sorry for being bad and stealing England.
Love,
Alaska and Hawaii
At the bottom was a drawing of a very tall blue stick figure with a frowny face, surrounded by hearts. A crooked arrow in pink crayon informed him that it was him.
Finland walked downstairs, yawning, and started to head into the kitchen for breakfast. He stopped and paused to look at Sweden. "What are you reading?"
Sweden tilted his head. He honestly had no idea.
Finland shrugged and picked up the rest of the mail, pulling out another letter, addressed to both of them in neat black ink.
He opened it and read it aloud.
Dear Nations of the World,
We, the states, are very sorry for kidnapping England and disrupting your meeting. We are grounded and being forced to write these letters out to everyone, but we're pretty sure Dad isn't going to read them all.
We are sorry about the water war, and the cheese, and the potatoes, and the fact that we made a lot of your days waaaaaaay more interesting and fun than they would have been if it was a regular old meeting. And we apologize for the fact that apparently NONE OF YOU care that we did make enough food to feed every single one of you.
Also, England, we sent you a gajillion apology notes and I think flowers. And probably some cheese. And maybe some potatoes and lobster, depending on whether or not Maine and Idaho got ahold of the packing crate or not. So be on the lookout for that.
And Massachusetts is sorry that he attempted to set some of you on fire. He was just bored.
Don't ever come to our house again.
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
Sincerely,
The States
Finland read over the fifty-one signatures, taking in the curly-cues, the I's dotted with stars, and the three scrawling toddler signatures that seemed to take up half the page with their backwards letters and shaky lines.
The two Scandinavian nations looked at each other.
"Th' kids 're strange..."
"They're crazy," Finland agreed.
Sweden noticed something taped to the back of the letter. "Wha's 'at?"
Finland turned the paper over.
It was a picture of England in his queen regalia, makeup and all. Underneath it was a scrawl of red marker, signed by Maryland, Masachusetts, and New York.
Any of you mess with our family, and you'll be next. We can do worse than a dress.
A/N:
Yeah. Every single nation got a copy of that second letter.
EDIT: Fruitstogether (animeartis on DeviantArt) made a SUPER cute Virginia! (Is it obvious that he's my favorite...?)
I'll have the oneshot collection up in a few days, titled "Virginia's Going To Kill Us". I hope to see some of you there!
Thank you so much to everyone who's stuck with me since the beginning. Special thanks to Czech19alfredo for being my editor, and Fruitstogether and TheBelarusAndRomanoFangirl for drawing the states. My followers, reviewers, and favoriters—you rock! Over sixty reviews! I love you all!
Until next time,
Rambler