America had the great(read stupid) idea to take some of his states along to the World Meeting for some reason that I am way to lazy to come up with. It's a logical(for America) reason, though. So I'm just going to come up with individual reasons for the states.

He took along Florida so no one would kill her again, Texas because he had to to see, California so he could brag about movies, Hawaii because she wasn't leaving California and Florida at the same time, the Carolina twins because...( because I live there and I can) well, no one really knew, and New York was there to discuss economies.

So they were all (Except Texas) chilling out at the pool of the hotel they were in, and Florida was suddenly all like: "LET'S PLAY MARCO POLO!"

"Who's gonna be Marco?" NY asked.

"Rock Paper Scissors for it?" Hawaii said.

So after a couple rounds of RPS, the winner was proclaimed Marco Polo. It came down to a final match between California and SC, California being the winner.

"I DECLARE INDEPENDENCE FROM THIS GAME!" SC yelled out once he lost.

"No you don't, we're your ride," NC reminded him.

"Yeah... I guess you're right," SC said, before getting knocked underwater by a flying 5-year old.

"ROANOKE! How'd you get here!?" NC said, as she attempted to pull him off of her now suffocating brother.

"You left me at home! I don't like it there!" Roanoke said, finally letting go of SC, who was taking in air like he was just almost suffocated by a 5-year old.

"So who's this?" Florida asked.

"This," NC said, gesturing to Roanoke, "is the first North American British colony, the Lost Colony of Roanoke."

"I'M THE OLDEST ONE HERE!" Roanoke proudly proclaimed.

"No you ain't!" Florida said.

"So yay, you've all met Roanoke, so let's play the stupid game!" SC said before NC could start something.

"What game?" Roanoke asked.

"Marco Polo," NC told him.

"What's that?" Roanoke said, causing everyone but NC to gasp.

"You, like, don't know what, like, Marco Polo is?" California said and dramatically fanned herself.

"I was in a tree for like 500 YEARS! So how do you play?"

"Who ever's Marco closes their eyes and swims around trying to find people and tag them by only saying 'MARCO' and listening for a response of 'POLO'," NC told him.

"Oh, cool, I CALL MARCO!" He said, and closed his eyes. "MARCO!"

"Hey, I'm, like, Marco!" California said.

"Well too bad!"

"Just let him be, Cali, kid's stubborn," SC said.

"HEY! MARCO!"

"Polo!" they all responded with some protesting.

"MARCO!"

"Polo!"

At this point, the Italy's walked in.

"Ve~ Romano, why are they mocking Marco Polo?" Italy said, on the verge of tears.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING, BASTARDS?" Romano yelled at them.

NC seemed to sense what was about to happen and moved to cover Roanoke's ears.

"HOW DARE YOU BASTARDS MOCK THE GREATEST EXPLORER EVER, EVEN THOUGH HE CAME FROM MY BROTHER'S PART OF THE COUNTRY, BUT HE WAS STILL BETTER THAN ANY OF YOU IDIOTS COULD HOPE TO BE," Romano then let out a string of cusses in both English and Italian.

The states present would never play Marco Polo again, at fear of being jumped by the Mafia.