The yelling continued from upstairs this time with the addition of America's voice. The state was just rolling her eyes before standing up. "Well, I suppose I should go help. Once those three get at it, a tornado is sure to follow," Virginia says before elegantly walks up to the stairs and then disappears into the second floor.

The countries then just stood there. Should they follow? Well, from the sound of it, it was getting rather violent and they didn't want to be at the forefront when it became an all-out brawl. But would that be right? America and Virginia could use the help so possibly? However, it was probably a family thing and they had already seen the extremely overprotective side of America and no one wanted to see that again.

Except a few. Not the bipolar parts, of course, but when countries such as Germany and England looked over they saw Lithuania, Japan, and Prussia heading towards the stairs.

"Are you seriously going to try and help?" England asked.

Prussia and Lithuania were already upstairs so only Japan turned and answered, "America-san was kind enough to allow us into his home, the least we can do is help him," and with that Japan left the other nations in silence. A very awkward silence settled over the crowd of personifications as they shifted in their shoes, cautiously looking up at the stairs. They knew American politics were a...how to put it...a storm on moroncy but one would think America wouldn't want that in his home? Then again these children didn't seem very well-behaved so maybe they wouldn't listen to him even if he wanted them to. Oh where did England go wrong raising that wanker?

The nations stood, content with their decision when a large a thud awoke them from their stupors. They turned to where the large thud was heard to see a state that looked about sixteen in human years face flat against the ground. They were shocked and ran towards her but just as they were about to reach her, she stood up with a sneer on her fair face which gave the countries a better look at her. She had long, black hair tied with a white ribbon mid-back with some of her bangs covering her almond-shaper chocolate eyes and with those features, she almost resembled China somewhat. On her body, she wore a pale purple jacket with a five-petaled flower on the left sleeve over a black and white shirt that was attached to a hood and over her legs she wore a pair of grayish-blue jeans and black sneakers. One interesting thing about her was that she carried one of those American iPhones in her right hand and around her neck was a golden crucifix with a red jewel embedded into the center. Before they were able to ask if she was alright, she ran upstairs without even acknowledging the countries where the yelling and screaming continued

"Okay, I've seen enough. Ciao!" Italy cried before attempting to escape before the collar of his shirt was grabbed by a German who had a very scarily annoyed expression (though not as scary as Swede behind him).

Germany, thoroughly annoyed by the screams of this impotent children, decided that if their dummkopf of a parent won't put some discipline into them then he will. Once he reached the top of the stairs, however, he became an eyewitness to the American Civil War 2. Before him were three states with the girl who had been thrown down the stairs earlier typing away furiously at her phone, while the two others were barely being restrained from attacking each other. They looked about the same age of 16 as the one on the left is female with bleached blond hair tucked away in a ponytail and her eyes were green as fields and bore a likeness to Spain's as was her sunkissed skin. On her body, she wore a yellow denim sleeveless vest that reached her mid-thigh over a bright, sunshine colored dress that was slightly shorter than the over clothes and on her feet were deep, sea blue sandals. Around her neck was a matching crucifix that was waving back in forth as she fought against America palm.

The boy, meanwhile, was slightly tanned with light brown hair that was slightly messy and similar-colored eyes with the latter framed by silver-rimmed glasses. On his upper half, he wore a long-sleeved work shirt with a red and white square design. Around his lower half, he wore a pair of denim blue jeans with a brown belt and a gold belt buckle and on his feet, he wore a pair of brown leather cowboy boots adding a few inches to his already rather tall height.

"Come on, Pa. Let me at the commie!" the one in the red shirt cried trying to fight as Lithuania and his older brother Prussia were trying to help America who looked like he was about to explode in a few minutes. Is this how it usually is here?

"Says the misogynist who hates immigrants and wants Russia to rule us!" the blonde(?) cried as she tried to reach out to scratch him but her hands were grabbed by Japan with ninja-fast reflexes. "You tweeting that North?" the girl turned to the other who just finished typing something before nodding at her sister.

"Well, you two hate America and what us all to be Commies! Fox News told me that," the boy shouted.

"Well CNN told us that so-"

America finally had enough before pushing the two onto their bums and to Germany's surprise actually scolded. "I don't care who told you what! You're giving me a migraine! So quit it and start acting like states! Or I will send you three to go live with Mexico if you won't listen to me, " Wow, he does have the balls to punish disobedience.

"They're never going to do it, father. I personally believe they are simply incapable of getting a compromise," Virginia said from where she was standing.

"Don't act so innocent, Ginny. You are just as much to blame as they are," a female voice said from next to Germany he turned and saw that next to him a pretty 18-year-old looking girl with chocolate brown hair that barely reached the end of her neck with bright blue-violet eyes and slightly tanned skin. On her body, she was wearing a sun-yellow scarf and a creme-colored cardigan over a pink t-shirt with a pair of green pants stuffed into a pair of little brown boots and around her neck was a silver necklace with a matching metal key acting as its pendent. He could see her slouching in a happy matter munching on popcorn and laughing from time to time as the two other states went back to fighting complete with curses, scratching, and the blonde punching the brunette after he bit her on the leg as America and the two other countries were desperately trying to pry the two off each other. What the hell was wrong with these kids? And why as this one enjoying it? How did America deal with this? Also, where was Italy? That freaking coward.

Speaking of America, he heard him speak. "Liv! Can you stop eating popcorn and help?"

"Aw, but papa that would ruin the entertainment," the short-haired state said with a chuckle.

"Olivia," America angrily said.

Germany heard the state sigh before she placed the popcorn next to her, gave a sideways glance at Germany, before marching over to the brawling states, and casually tapping them both on the shoulders. "SoCal, Texas, I'm surprised at you," the girl, 'Olivia' which seemed to be her human name. "Didn't you guys realize that we have a guest here?"

"Oh shut up, New Hampshire, you get lost walking to the bathroom," the boy, Texas, shot back.

New Hampshire turned to the boy with a smile before saying, "All I'm saying is that you love to boast about how you're the best of the Southern states when it comes to hospitality but all you've shown him is that you're a psychopathic overgrown baby."

"I ain't a baby or crazy," he shot back rather childishly with a deep red blush.

"Could've fooled me," she said back with a smirk when a snicker came from behind her from the two girls. "Oh, what are you laughing at? You two aren't much better. Starting fights and shall we bring up the LSD incident in the 70s...Thought so. Anyway, if you two would like to start over, I'm sure they would let you but first act like adults. And newsflash, no one cares what it is that you think about politics."

The three look down before muttering apologies to the five countries and America sighed a breath of relief before thanking New Hampshire who just rolled her eyes. Hearing that the yelling and fighting ended, the rest of the countries came upstairs. "Wow, 'Shire, I never thought you would be the middle man," Prussia said to her.

"Well, when you're surrounded by these morons, someone has to be the intelligent one," cue offended states. "Anyways, allow me to introduce myself first. I am the State of New Hampshire or Olivia Jones if you prefer."

"Uh, yes, guten tag," Germany said.

"Um, do you hate me?" England asks wondering since he does remember there was a colony of New Hampshire.

"Oh so, you're England?" she said with a teasing tone. "You know I expected more. I'm sorry but it's true."

Cue scandalized England. "How dare you, young lady? Does your father not teach you manners?"

She just shrugged. "I'm just saying. For someone who basically ruled the world once, I was expecting someone, er...bigger I suppose. Also, hairbrushes are a thing." After that, England marched away downstairs. What a brat. He was amazing. And yes he did know what hairbrushes were. France always said that too. Ugh.

"Hey! My name's Charity Jones or SoCal," cue the confused looks. "Okay, it's South California. Ugh. Nobody knows anything about slang. Anyways, I'm like a huge place to make movies and stars..."

"And make drugged up bums and crazy whores," Texas muttered.

"You wanna go again, you asshole!"

"Yeah, I ain't afraid of ya, ya heffah, so if you want to meet the barrel end of my gun be my guest."

America just stood between the two as he grasped his forehead between his two fingers.

"And on that note, that would make me, North California," the one with the black hair said, barely looking up from her phone to acknowledge the other countries.

Texas rolled his eyes at the other state before saying, "Howdy. Nice to meet y'all, the name's Willy Austin Jones-"

"Hernandez," South California continued, staring at the male state.

"I refuse to acknowledge that."

Spain was the first to run-up to greet them. These states were all his colonies once after all, and the main reason he did come here was to meet them (well and those children). "Hola, I'm Espana."

"Oh, right, Mami mentioned you. Said you were an ass to him when he was a kid," Texas said much to Spain and the other nations shock.

Spain looked down before sighing. Sure he wasn't the greatest guardian but...Yeah, he's got nothing but did Mexico really have to tell him that beforehand? And wait did Texas just say 'Mami' referring to Mexico? Oh, he would hate that. Most importantly, however, Texas. He also had a Texas but that Texas was an ebony-haired boy of only eleven the last he saw, not this brown-haired teenager. And if he's Texas, what happened to the other Texas? Spain wasn't sure he wanted to know. And yet it, a part of him did.

"Oh come on," that snapped him out his daze. It was South California. "Do you always have to be unlikeable and rude to everybody you meet? Or is that just part of being a red state?"

"At least I'm not a condescending hag with fake!" Texas cried back. And they're at it again. Much to everyone's chagrin. And Spain didn't even get to ask what happened to Texas. Maybe next time, but soon.

As the two went at yet another fight while North California just messed with her iPhone, the nations were drawn into another lever of awkward and America would be no help as when they looked over he was busy massaging an oncoming headache.

"I swear those two fight at the drop of a hat," Virginia sighed but made no movement to try and separate the argumentative states.

"Don't act so innocent Ginny," New Hampshire said with a giggle.

"Don't call me that! And to think of such an idea of me acting like them," Virginia said turning her nose up at her sister.

New Hampshire smirked over, "Two words, Virginia, Civil. War," and with those words the normally haughty but composed Virginia to well, snap. In a flash, before any country could blink, she reached out to try to wrap her hands around the brunette's throat but before she could even graze the skin, the would-be victim was holding her wrists in her fists.

"See what I mean Ginny?" New Hampshire said with a mocking tone while tilting her head.

Virginia stopped, looked around to see the nations staring at her, before brushing off imaginary dust from the pink blazer she wore and adjusting her cuffs in a rather obvious motion. "I'm not sure what you mean," she said as if she didn't just want to choke her sister who was currently laughing at her sister and her beserk button.

Aren't we forgetting something?

"Take this, you bastard!" Oh, right. Anyways, the one who yelled that was the sunny-blonde state who had stolen Texas's glasses before racing off. "If you want them! Come get them asshole!"

"Get back here, ya witch!" the Texan cried as he ran after her...only to run into the wall. However, he did get back up to run after her, all the while shouting about how once he had his revolvers and some stuff going to tell in my Christian story.

The countries, some terrified, some used to it because things like that happened in world meetings, others simply didn't care or were just too confused. The ones who were confused turned to America who just sighed before running after the two. And NorCal still didn't look up from her phone. Wow, that is kind of impressive.

Once the yells and screams were distant whispers until they disappeared, did she finally lookup at the countries, as if observing them before her eyes landed on Russia. "Hey, I know you." Wait, what? How did one of America's states know Russia of all people? Even Russia looked rather bewildered at the girl's statement.

"When?" Spain was the one to ask. He really should get them alone to get to know these two too. They were his colonies once too.

"Oh, he set up a fort at my place in the 1810s and well I wandered over there out of boredom and we met," she explained in a rather nonchalant tone.

At her words, Russia began to think back to the time he was trying to join the other nations in colonizing the pig and to when he set up that fort in California. Through his blurry memories, he did remember seeing a little girl with black hair and brown eyes walking around the fort with curiosity in his eyes. He had just assumed it was on the Native children but now that he's looking back on it, he does remember that he did get that tingle when another Antrophic ((their species) was nearby when the girl came closer. Perhaps this was his chance to have a friend.

He walked passed the countries, causing a few to retreat. Silly nations. "It's very nice to see you again, comrade..." You know she never mentioned her human name. Silly child.

"Nagisa. Nagisa Jones," she responded. "Nice to see you too. I hope we can catch up later."

"Why not now?" Russia asks. Does she not like him? Does she not want to be friends? That's silly. Of course, she does. Or else he would have to make her gums bleed.

"I have to do things in the meantime," NorCal explained. See she does want to be friends. Obviously. She's just busy and why wouldn't she?

Japan overheard something from what she said. 'Nagisa'? That was a Japanese name. It flattered Japan that she would choose that name for her human name. But that also begged the question of why. He had nothing to do with her colonization and it would've probably made more sense for her human name to be Spanish in origin or even Russian as he now learned, and yes, while many of his people left for her state, that was about it and yet her name came from his house. He had to know why.

"Excuse me, North California-chan?" Japan asked and in a moment she turned towards Japan. "I'm flattered you chose, Nagisa, for your human name but may I ask why?"

"Well, firstly I like the name and second I want to make a tribute to many of my Asian immigrants," North California explained. "Anyways, have you seen my sister and that piece of shit?"

The countries were shocked and Japan was the first to ask, "You mean Texas-san?"

"As I said, the piece of shit," North California said with venom in her voice, however, her face was stern as if daring the other nations to disagree. The nations not completely sure of this odd girl simply pointed towards the hallway where Texas, South California, and America ran into. She proceeded to nod and mutter of a 'thanks' and 'good-bye' before going back to her phone and disappearing down that hall. What a strange child.

Maybe not as strange as the other female state, New Hampshire, they sort of met. Who laughs like that at people fighting? Who sees that as a show? Was she a sociopath or something?

"You know staring's gonna get you shot, right?" Speak of the Devil, and he will come. "Though I have heard that when people stare they usual want to know something about the person so if you do, just ask. I have nothing to hide."

The countries looked at each other. Was this girl testing them? And if she was, how dare she? And yet many of them were still interested, however, but did anyone really have the guts to ask. Especially with her crazy, omnipresent father that has already threatened to kill the countries for looking at his kids (even Italy wasn't going to risk flirting with a pretty girl). Honestly to even think that about the same guy who only a week ago was stuffing his face with McDonald's was simply odd. Then again was that guy just a cover? Did they really know America at all?

What was it again? Oh, right. New Hampshire.

"Yes, actually, we were you laughing at your siblings. It's rather rude," Ukraine, surprisingly, was the one to say that.

The girl shrugged, "When they provide such hilarious entertainment for me, how can I not laugh?" Entertainment? That was entertainment to her? What was wrong with her?

"What is wrong with you? Instead of laughing, you should be helping," Germany said.

"So serious but to answer your question, why should I?" she asks. "They're just going to continue fighting like cats and dogs so why should I stress myself trying to rip them apart like Dad, when I could just laugh at how ridiculous they are? Besides," why did the air just colder and it's not from Sweden and Russia being in the same room, "once they and their supporters finally tear each other apart, I can fill this country with the army of Libertarians I've been amassing over the years." Um...Should they warn America or...? "Anyways, have a good time here and watch your back. Not every state here is as forgiving as Dad or me."

The countries didn't really want to know what she meant by that and the ones that were saw that she was already leaving and just as they were about to ask where she was going they heard the most beautiful singing voice coming from down the hallway where America and three of his states ran off.

Author's note: Sorry this took so long. I've been starting college and man is it a pain in the neck but hopefully, I'll be able to get more time to finish these chapters.