A/N: I own nothing! And someone asked why California wasn't part of the Former League of Nations, and it is explained in this chapter. See, the FLN doesn't have a lot of members since it's pretty new and not taken all that seriously. They're working on recruiting members. Very slowly, but they're working on it.

Meeting #12: Bonjour, you bloody gits.

Prussia's red eyes gleamed. The bright blue anemone swayed lazily in the tank. He reached in the warm tropical water of the tank and poked the tentacle and laughed as the anemone shrank into itself warily. He poked a pink one with the same results. He laughed some more, but he grunted as Hawaii hit him on the back of his head with what felt like a very thick book. "Ow! That's not awesome!" Hawaii scowled, and her silent twin brother raised an eyebrow from the short table he was kneeling at. Prussia still didn't know his name. He guessed it was Hawaii too, but with some special formality at the end. They didn't interact much, honestly. Hawaii (the girl) said that she represented the big island and the traditional values of the state, while her brother represented the little ones and the more modern values. That explained a lot when he first went to Hawaii's house and some random mini Japan answered the door.

Which Prussia found hilarious, because, apparently, the mini Japan hated Japan. A lot.

Traditional Hawaii looped a lei around his neck and dragged him away from the fish tank. "ACK! NOT AWESOME, NOT AWESOME!"

"Shut up. We're getting a new member today!" Hawaii chirped happily and Prussia raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

"Yup! We finally got him to join~!" Hawaii skipped ahead, still strangling/dragging Prussia along, ignoring his gasps and need for air. "Mini Japan" got up and followed, his strange traditional socks padding along the floor softly. They entered the sunny and spacious living room where Texas and some random kid, their supposedly new member, sat. The new guy looked like some British French fusion. He had France's light blond hair and blue eyes, but it was messy and it was also cut sloppily. A English scowl adorned his face. Texas raised a hand. "Howdy. We're gathered here to day to-"

"You make sound like a marriage will take place." A amused and low voice interrupted, and Prussia jumped, since it was the first time "Mini Japan" had spoken in his presence. Mini Japan smirked and bowed. "Hello. I am the Hawaiian Islands." Prussia blinked and turned to Hawaii. "Then who-?"

"I'm Traditional Hawaii." She explained. Prussia blinked. "...Oh. Then why-?"

"One fourth of Hawaii's population is Asian-American. Hawaii has the second largest amount of Japanese-Americans." The Hawaiian Islands explained.

"...Do I have to call you the Hawaiian Islands? That's not the awesomest name."

"You may call me Shima-ko (Island child) if you wish."

"...'Kay." Texas cleared his throat. "Anyway, today Conner has agreed to join us. Ain't that swell?" Hawaii clapped her hands happily. "Now all we have to do is get Cali to join!"

"...Wait, Cali? That crazy mini Spain that Toni hates?"

"Yes. She was a republic for 22 days."

"...Seriously?"

"Yes."

"...Twenty two days?"

"...Sadly, yes."

"..."

"Anyway, Conner, ya know the Hawaiis," Texas said, gesturing to them, and 'Conner' smiled and nodded. "and this is Prussia." He nodded, smirking. "Nice to meet you. We shall have fun in pranking the soul of the unworthy." Prussia's eyebrows shot up. This kid...he grinned. This would be fun.

"So, did Uncle Matt really go beserker on the nations last week?"

"Yep."

"Hmmm...Was it hot?"

"Beyond."

"Cool. I'm Vermont, by the way."

America was confused. For this meeting, everyone was acting really weird. For one, England kept glancing between him and Prussia with a look of ultimate betrayal on his face. America hardly interacted with Prussia, except when he came over and trained his soldiers during the Revolution and left a great impact on a certain state.

Reason two, everyone was noticing Mattie. It was kinda freaking America out. Hell, it was freaking Canada out. While he wished more people would notice him, having everyone do it at once was strange. America must've missed something while he went to the vending machine last meeting.

Canada fidgeted. He didn't remember exactly what he did when he was drunk (he never really did) but he remembered breaking glass and feeling strong and stress relieved. Which meant he must've beat up some people. Kumajirou squirmed, when Canada's grip tightened. Gah, being noticed was so freaky. And there was that feeling again. Someone was staring at him quite intensely. It felt like he was being undressed with someone's eyes. And it wasn't France! What the hell was going on?

Prussia stared at Canada hungrily. His dark red eyes drilled into the timid Canadian, mentally ripping off every shred of clothing with vigor. Gott, he was gorgeous. And that "Vinland" display...Prussia licked his lips. He seriously needed to claim Mattie's vital regions. His delicious, hot vital regions...

America saw Prussia eying Mattie like he was a piece of particularly juicy meat. He sighed and mentally wished his twin(?) brother luck. He would need it.

MapleLuvr14: You rly need to claim Uncle Matt's vital regions.

Awesome5meters: U think I dont know that?

MapleLuvr14: Im serious! B4 the Nordics get involved!

Awesome5meters: Who says the Nordics will get involved?

MapleLuvr14: He spoke Norse man.

Awesome5meters: ...Crap.

MapleLuvr14: BTW, I'm going to barge into ur meeting now.

Awesome5meters: Wat-?

"Hey! How's it going?" Prussia looked up from his texting to see Vermont in all his British/French glory. "'Sup Prussia!" Prussia waved. "Yo! Wassup?" The French and British boy smirked, and bore a scary resemblance to France. "Just spreading l'amour." He said casually and Prussia raised an eyebrow. "No, seriously."

"Oh, seriously? Came to drop off some files." Vermont said briskly and Prussia shook his head. Man, that kid was bipolar. Vermont grinned again and trotted over to America. "Bonjour. I came to drop off files, as I said." America rolled his eyes. "Thanks, you bipolar child." He said teasingly and Vermont scowled. "Shut up git."

"You do realize you're only proving my point right?"

"Shut up." Vermont pouted. "It's not my fault England and France decided to get drunk and do questionable things that no one wants to think about!" Hungary perked up. "...Mostly." America sighed and smiled fondly at his second adopted son, and reached out and ruffled his hair. "Yeah, yeah, you England France Love Child you." England spasmed. "WHAT?" He shrieked in utter terror. No. No. Please God, no. He silently begged to the heavens but the heavens apparently hated his guts with a passion since the kid turned around, revealing French blond hair and blue eyes, but thickish British eyebrows with his customary English scowl. "What?"

"You-how- WHY GOD, WHY?" England screamed in despair, falling to his knees, sobbing. France just kinda stood there in a numb stupor. "...What?" He asked dumbly. Vermont coughed. "Well, I was part of New France, but than England kicked his ass and I became British territory." he explained, an air of (English) social awkwardness surrounding him. "I was born from the two merging cultures that formed my land. Then, you know, became my own nation, joined the U.S. and all that." He waved a hand dismissively. "You know the story. ...Actually, you probably don't," He said thoughtfully, "you all suck at American history."

None of the nations could really deny that, sadly.

"...Uh, is he okay?" He asked, pointing to the weeping England. America winced and slowly approached the crying country. "In time." he said sagely, scooping up the hysterical England, "In time." America then cuddled England like he was a baby as he bawled into America's shoulder, choking out, "Why, God? WHY?" America grimaced. Poor England. France collapsed into his seat heavily. Mon Dieu, He thought dully, I'm a father. With Angleterre.

France would be utterly shocked later when he met the Louisiana Territory, but let us focus on Vermont.

Spain was growing concerned. France wasn't blinking. Prussia was laughing his ass off. England was sobbing his heart out in America's arms.

The nations, for once, as one world, firmly decided that these states were the scariest things since American hamburgers.

Vermont strolled off, tossing Prussia a bottle of what looked like maple syrup, to his delight, and turned back to the nations at the door. He winked, his French side kicking back in, purred, "Adieu, Mes chères pays (Farewell, my dear nations)." and blew them a kiss before striding away, several monarch butterflies following him out breezily.

All the nations gaped and then stared at the sobbing England in America's arms. America coughed, rubbing England's back as he hiccuped.

"Uh, meeting adjourned."

A/N: So yes, Vermont was it's own nation for a while. Isn't that awesome? Though I think he might've broke England...

Vermont was part of New France, but like I said, France got his ass kicked by England and Vermont became British territory. There were some boarder issues and colonist from New Hampshire Grants (cities now located in Vermont) broke off and became their own nation. They declared independence on January 18, 1777 and for the first six months were called 'New Connecticut'. On June 2, 1777 they adopted the name Vermont. On July 4, 1777 they drafted their Constitution and it was accepted on July 8. The Constitution abolished slavery, provided universal male suffrage, and demanded support of public schools. Basically, Vermont knew what needed to get done, and knew how to do it.

They weren't really involved in the Revolutionary war, not being one of the Original 13. Vermont is part of New England though.

Vermont had it's own coinage system and postal system. It was it's own nation for 14 years, and joined the U.S. Union in 1791 as the 14th state and the first state that was outside the Original 13.

Due to the extremely conflicting nature of his parents, Vermont is kinda bipolar, going from suave Frenchman, to scowling Brit in a matter of seconds. Also, in actuality (not just History and Hetalia) Vermnot's top two ancestry groups are French/French Canadian (23.9%) and English (18.6%).

His state butterfly is the Monarch butterfly and Vermont produces the most Maple syrup in the U.S.

"Mini Japan" represents the islands of Ni'ihau, Kaua'i, O'ahu, Moloka'i, Lana'i, Kaho'olawe, and Maui, his acutal name being The Hawaiian Islands. "Hawaii" represents Hawaii (The Big Island) and her acutal name is The Traditional Island of Hawaii, representing all of Ancient Hawaiian culture. "Mini Japan" is the part of Hawaii that pushed to become a U.S. state and was extremely pro-modernization. Pearl Harbor, O'ahu was bombed during WWII on December 7, 1941, which really pissed "Mini Japan" (who will now be referred to as Shima-ko) off.

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