Chapter Two: Texas's Singing Sucks

"So…" Texas sighed, entering the kitchen only to find Maryland making pancakes and waffles. "Ya' hear the news?"

Maryland turned his head to look at Texas through his half-moon glasses. "That we're going to go to that English freak's school? Yes, I heard, and I'm not happy." Texas instantly became happier, despite what her brother had said.

"You're coming, too? Sweet!" Texas was soon hovering by her green-eyed brother. She poked Maryland's head, "Do ya'know who else is coming? Can ya' tell me? Can ya'?"

Maryland turned to glare at Texas. "No, I can't. Now can you please go bug someone else?"

"Nope!" Texas happily chirped, sitting on the counter. "I wanna know who else is comin'! Tell meeeee!"

"Well, I would tell you, except for the fact that I'd rather not tell any annoying children that information." Maryland deadpanned.

Texas pouted, gears turning in her head to think of a witty comeback whenever a wet nose was pushing against her leg. "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" Texas screeched, not sounding cool at all, toppling onto the floor with a hard, painful sounding thump!

"Ow," the state whined, putting a hand on her head. "That huuurt!"

"Well," Maryland said, patting Kyra on the head, "that should teach you a lesson on sitting on top of counters like some ruffian."

"That's not what you were sayin' to Virginia last night." Texas mumbled, getting up and giving Kyra a death glare. "Not cool, mutt. Not cool at all."

"Aww, don't be so mean to Kyra!" Alaska said, walking up behind Texas, scaring the "ever-living-craps" out of the state once again.

"'Ska!" Texas scolded. "You don't just walk up behind people like that!"

"Oh, like you should be scolding anyone," Maryland deadpanned, once again.

Texas pouted at her older brother. "That hurts, bro. That hurts right here, right in the big ol' heart o' Texas." The 28th state patted her chest for good measures.

Alaska rolled his eyes, playfully shoving Texas. "All that aside, when are we leaving to go to England's place?"

Maryland hummed, thinking. "Most likely around noonish. Just to annoy the tea freak."

Alaska titled his head. "Whose time, though?"

All the states in the room looked at each other. "I have no idea." Maryland stated before turning back to the pancakes. "But I hope it's noon. Just to annoy that tea-loving, selfish, butthole of a freak."

Texas grinned. "Yea, then we can rain on his parade. Oh, wait! It always rains there!" She said, before cracking up at her own joke while Alaska just shook his head.

Texas hopped onto the table, just as Virginia, North Dakota, South Dakota, Hawaii, America, Louisiana, and California walked into the kitchen. "DONTCHA WISH YOUR COUNTRY WAS TEX. LIKE. ME?!" She grinned at Alaska, before going back to her horrible singing. "I feel majestic after that LAST. TEXAS. NIGHT! YEAH WE DANCED IN BARNS AND STABLES, AND WE RODE TOO MANY HORSES, THINK WE FELL BUT I FORGOT, LAST. TEXAS. NIGHT! DO IT ALLLLLLL AGAAAAAAAAIN!"

There was suddenly a loud laughter from the entrance of the kitchen, a laughter that sounded like America's.

"Dad!" Texas yelped in surprise, falling off the table and into Alaska's waiting arms. "W-when did you get here?"

America laughed. "Long enough to see you jump onto the table and sing that awesome parody! Dude, that was freakin' awesome!"

Texas grinned at America, while Maryland just sighed. "Please don't encourage her. She's already bad enough as it is."

North Dakota just laughed, probably so he could stop a fight before it started, like the good passive-aggressive state he is. "Well, hey, this is most of whose going to go to Hogwarts, yes?" America nodded his head to confirm, that yes, most of the state's who were going to Hogwarts were here. "Then let's just call the others and get this over with, okay?"

"Sounds like a plan to me!" Texas said, skipping around the room, Hawaii soon joining Texas's parade.

Alaska just sighed, walking behind the skipping, blue-eyed nation and picking her up bridal style. He whistled for Kyra before pushing past the nonchalant California and squealing Louisiana.

"They're so cute together!" Louisiana squealed, the amber-eyed, tan-skinned state jumping up and down before putting her curly black mess of hair into a high ponytail. "I have to get some pictures of this!"

"Wanna borrow a camera and record it?" California asked, his grey eyes twinkling with mischief. "It'll be awesome blackmail material for whenever I wanna film something at one of their places."

"Oh!" Hawaii cheered, hopping over to her older siblings. "Can I get in on this? Texas still owes me money!"

California and Louisiana grinned at their sea-green-eyed sister. "Of course you can," Louisiana said.

"Please try not to kill each other while you're at it!" Maryland called out to the three states as they left the room, but his calls fell onto deaf ears. Virginia walked up to Maryland, putting his head on the latter's shoulder.

North Dakota, being the (not-so) good state he is, steered his father out of the room to follow the others, to leave the two to their "private time" as most states call it.

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"So..." Texas said awkwardly. "Let's ignore the moans that're comin' from the kitchen and get on with this meeting thing, 'k?"

"I agree with Texas," North Dakota said, raising his hand up.

"Stop agreeing with that horse-loving southern state!" South Dakota yelled while hitting North Dakota upside the head.

South Dakota glared down at his brown haired twin. He still didn't know how some people could mix the two up. South Dakota had a darker brown flop of hair and blue eyes, while North Dakota had light brown hair and green eyes. And on top of that, South Dakota never agreed with anyone, while North Dakota was always trying to agree with everyone.

"Hey!" Florida said, walking into the living room. "I brought the others!"

Florida quickly stepped to the side, revealing Mississippi, Alabama, and the District of Columbia. California groaned whenever he saw DC. He was hoping to have a brat-free time at Pigfarts.

"Why's DC comin'?" Texas asked.

"'Cause Maryland and Virginia are going and I don't want to have to deal with him for a year!" America yelled, grinning.

"Hey!" DC yelled out. "I take offence to that!" Everyone looked at the sandy-haired, blue-eyed, not-a-state.

"Yeah, right," Alabama said with a smirk.

"I have the Declaration of Independence!" DC said proudly, trying to look down on the taller Alabama with a smirk.

"Yeah, but it was signed in Pennsylvania." Mississippi said.

"Just 'cause it's in your city doesn't mean that it's yours." South Dakota said with a glare.

Texas nodded. "It's all of ours. The Declaration freed the US of A from the British Idiot."

America nodded. "Yeah, dude! The Independence and freedomness of me is for EVERYONE!" He said before laughing his "hero" laugh.

"Well, God, why doesn't everyone turn on me, eh?" DC said with a glare.

"Okay, Canada." Alaska said, trying to make a joke.

"Who?" All the states who didn't share a border with Canada asked. The two states there who were bordering Canada promptly face-palmed.

"Our Uncle?" North Dakota offered. "You know, the one who says 'Eh?' and downs a bottle of Maple Syrup in one swig?"

Everyone but Alaska and North Dakota had apparently forgotten who Canada was. Dang Americans.

Everyone's attention was soon turned towards the door that led into the kitchen, where Virginia and Maryland were trying to enter unnoticed.

"Welp," America started. "Now that everyone's here, or at least I think everyone's here…" He turned to look around the room. "Okay, well let's do a roll call since I have no frickin' clue as to who's here and who's not.

"Alabama?"

"What's up?"

"Texas?"

"Hola!"

"DC?"

"I'm here and ready to go to Warty-marts or whatever it's called!"

"Alaska?"

"Da, I am here. So is Kyra."

"Virginia?"

"I'm here."

"Maryland?"

"Here."

"North Dakota?"

"Liberty and Union!"

"South Dakota?"

"The Ring-necked Pheasant is still better than the Northern Mockingbird!"

"I told you two to stop fighting over that! Texas, stop trying to shoot your brother! South, will you please stop using Alabama as a human shield? Thank you. Hawaii?"

"Aloha!"

"Louisiana?"

"Bonjour!"

"California?"

"Eureka!"

"Mississippi?"

"Hail to thyn great state of giant rivers!"

"Florida?"

"My gaters bring all the boys to dah yard!"

"Okay," America said, tossing the list that seemed to appear from nowhere over his shoulder. "Now that that's done, lets go over some ground rules."

"Oh no," Hawaii said dramatically. "Dad going over rules? He must have ebola!" Everyone laughed at that, ebola being a joke between most states. Even though it wasn't. Ebola was not a joking matter. Even though no one listened to the "not a joking matters" these days.

"Dudes!" America said. "Shut up and listen to my hero voice!" The laughing states and capital turned to look at their father. "Good. Now, when at Hogfarts, use your human names. Even around other states, and cities, use your human names. We can't have anyone finding out about us, got it? Iggy's rules, not mine," America quickly said to the groaning voices. "And if you do, accidently say someone's state, or city, name, say it's from the time you've spend with me. And also say that you've got 51 siblings if anyone becomes too pushy, it should shut them up. I think." He turned his head to look at another piece of paper that seemed to randomly appear in his hand. "Iggy also says that you've gotta get your wizard stuffs, so in other words," he looked up at his children, "you're leaving now! We're gonna do the Nation-Step/Transport-for-awesome-people-like-us, and go to Iggy's place to annoy the British outa him!" America gave his states and capital a wide grin as he was met with cheers and applause. Someone even threw a baby at him.

"Alright, alright, I know I'm an awesome dad," America said after a few minutes. "But we need to go now. Away, to the outside world!"