"Hey! Colorado!" Arizona called up to him. "Get off the roof! Do you think we can climb up there too?"
"Whoops," Colorado climbed down, then turned to face his three corner states. "I figured it wouldn't be that hard to get up, seeing as how I got up so easily."
"Yeah, but we have Utah."
"HEY!" Utah shouted, faking a hurt expression. "It's words like that that hurt my soul." He crossed his arms, pouted, then apparently forgot what he was so upset about. "Hey, Colorado! Who's Mike?"
"Oh, Mike the headless chicken…" he looked up at the sky dreamily. "I remember that guy…"
"Remind us again why you had a headless chicken?" New Mexico chimed in, staring suspiciously at the blonde. "I would understand maybe a featherless chicken, or even a missing wing, but…"
"Why headless?" Arizona asked in disgust.
"I WANT A HEADLESS CHICKEN!" Utah shouted ecstatically, jumping up and down. "What happened to Mike?"
"Well, some farmer, from Fruita I think, decided he wanted a chicken dinner. So the guy walked outside and picked up Mike. Wanting to leave as much meat as possible, he cut as close to the head as possible, but the bad shot allowed Mike to live for years after. The farmer fed him with a eyedropper to keep him alive."
"Ew…" Arizona sighed, still disgusted by the whole ordeal. New Mexico stared at Colorado, still confused by it all.
"Oh, there he is!" As if on cue, a headless chicken bearing a nametag that said 'Mike' walked over, like any other chicken.
"THAT IS SO COOL!" Utah went back to jumping up and down. "I wanna pet it!" When he did the chicken flailed for a moment, then went back to turning its invisible head.
"Isn't he sweet?" Colorado said calmly, smiling at the two.
"COLORADO!" At that moment, America ran out at full speed, apparently not noticing the de-headed chicken that Utah was playing with. "I NEED A HAMBURGER!"
"Okay, dad," Colorado sighed, then looked back towards the other three. "Make sure he doesn't do something stupid," he sighed, motioning to the brunette. "I gotta go."
"Gotcha." Arizona said, and New Mexico nodded.
"One thing though," New Mexico said, studying Colorado. "What is your state motto? 'Nothing without a new mine'?"
"Really?" Arizona asked, giving the two a confused look. "I thought it was 'Nothing without God' but…"
"Really?" Utah looked up at the other three. "I said it was 'Nothing without deity' but I've been wrong lots of times."
"Really?" Washington, of all people, walked by, looking at the four. "Someone told me it was 'Nothing without providence.' So what is it?"
"Um…" Colorado looked around nervously. "It's 'Nil Sine Numine.' But since that's in Latin…"
"Maybe we should ask Spain to ask Romano," New Mexico offered. "He has the Vatican, so he may know,"
"COLORADO!"
"I'm coming, dad!" Colorado left, leaving the others in a fog. Utah looked at them all, thinking out loud.
"Maybe it's 'Nothing without a square shape'…"
A/N
Hi there!
First off, sadly, Mike isn't still alive. I'd be cool if he was though.
Second, this isn't all of Washington, don't worry. She'll be back soon.
At least, I think it's she...
Review for the Belgium face? :3