... Well shit. I just noticed I already had another Connecticut. So uhm, this is another one...? For people who request a state, could you pretty please check to see if it has already been taken...? Thank you :D So anyway, please enjoy! Remember to review/comment and request a state!

Connecticut: Nisa doesn't own Hetalia =3=

I disapprove of hamburgers. I disapprove of them very, very much. I mean, really, I'm classified as 'an outside state'. I love sports and stuff, so why hamburgers? Good Lord, why? They are fattening, disgusting, fattening... I think I said fattening twice... Oh well, that's how much hamburgers make you fat. Also, because of the fact that I just happened to create the first ever hamburger- That means I get a special place in Alfred's heart. His hamburger heart, which by the way is half of his regular heart. So yeah, I guess you could say I'm one of America's favorite little states. Did I mention how much I dislike hamburgers?

"Hey Cassie, you gonna finish that?" Alfred asked, pointing at my hamburger which he forced me to buy. I shook my head, still annoyed.

"I don't like hamburgers." I complained loudly, shoving the plate over to him. Suddenly, it was deadly silent. When I mean silent, I mean everyone stopped talking suddenly and stared at me.

"Look what you did!" America hissed, eyes darting from side to side nervously.

"What the hell did I do?" I growled back, rolling my eyes.

"Excuse me ma'am, but did you just say you hated hamburgers?" one of the workers asked, and suddenly the room felt very, very hostile.

"Why yes, I did. I find them revolting thank you very much." I scoffed, crossing my arms. I tried to ignore the hard glares people were shooting at me.

"I'm sorry, but you need to leave, or face our hamburger wrath."

"Hamburger wrath..? What the hell is-"

"She'll leave!" America cried suddenly, shooting me a warning glare.

"Uh, no. Alfred, how the hell am I supposed to get home? You're the one with the keys. We came together, remember?"

"Remind me never to take you here again." he sighed, rubbing at his temples. I looked at him strangely, wondering why he could possibly be thinking that-

That's when the first hamburger hit. It slid disgustingly down my back, smearing ketchup and grease on me.

"What the fuck?" I yelled, whipping around angrily. I was met with another hamburger- at my face. I spit out the horrid taste, wiping it off angrily.

Then all hell broke loose

Alfred and I were suddenly pelted with hamburgers, making it almost impossible to escape. Alfred found my arm, and roughly yanked me up and out of my seat. I hissed protestingly, still wanting to throw a hamburger of my own.

We sat down in a now hamburger- pelted car, wiping off grease, ketchup, and other icky things that made me want to puke.

"So what the hell was that for anyway?" I asked finally, trying to ignore the seeping of wetness go through my clothes.

"Well, let's just say hamburger joints like this one take their hamburgers seriously. Since you're in the heart of Connecticut, the sandwich is even more worshiped. You already know that it was made here, so obviously it's very special to them. Anyone who says hamburgers are disgusting is 'devils'."

"That's ridiculous." I whined, starting to shudder in disgust. I could just not get over the fact I was covered in such a revolting mess.

"No, it's really not." Alfred retorted, finally starting the car. "-and by the way, you're paying me for new seats."

I groaned, hitting my forehead against the dashboard. Stupid Alfred... Stupid Hamburger... It sucked that they were both two things I secretly liked.

-The End (￣▽￣)-

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Iggy: NISA DOESN'T OWN HETALIA DAMMIT *stabs hamburger in anger*