Sorry everyone for the…..really late update. I've had a lot happen in the past year so I never got the chance to really update. Then I lost internet connection and the only way to check my email and go on fanfiction was on my cell phone. Just a week ago I finally got my internet connection back and the motivation I needed to continue and officially end this fanfiction. I began this fanfiction when….I was addicted to creating hundreds of O.C's, during that time I was creating some O.C's that were…very Marysue… . I'm over that stage and that's why I got discouraged from finishing this fiction. If I haven't found it in my computer files I would have completely forgot about this fic. Thank you all for keeping up with this fic as long as you have and I now present you with this chapter of "Baby sitting the 49". ENJOY!

Louisiana woke the next morning with a slight pain in her forehead. Her vision was blurred as she stared at her bedroom ceiling with multiple thoughts poking at her brain. Okay, the day before they found out where new jersey is, and then Florida let in England (she said dad wanted her to) and Texas almost burned down the kitchen again last night….

But what she should do now….obviously her dad will come home from London eventually and then…she would go home…..

Home, also in meaning, alone. It wasn't that she wanted to be alone, in fact, she hated it. Of course she would never admit it (especially in front of New York) being alone and away from her crazy family gave a very long time to think over the years and now she feels as if she's at a crossroad.

Okay, if she stays here with her family and moves back in her old room (hence not going back to new Orleans) she will have to endure the everyday life of her psychotic siblings.

The other option was going back to New Orleans and continuing her everyday life before

this mess ever happened….but how would she re-adjust? She knows its only been a

week…but her stay seemed more like an entire month. She stared at the ceiling of her

room listening to the sound of her alarm clock beeping, seeming to awaken the whole

household. The sound of *bluegrass followed and an couple of angry shouts came from

somewhere within a couple of the bedrooms "TENNESSEE GOD DAMNIT TURN OFF

THAT INFERMAL RACKET!" "I'LL DO WHAT I WANT YOU DAMN

YANKEE'S!" "AHHHHHH FLORIDA GET OUT OF MY ROOM!" "CALI..? WHA-CALCALCALCAL-AHHHHHHHH! MY HAIR!" "THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR MESSING UP MY HAIR DAMN REDNECK" "I AINT NO REDNECK YOU YANKEE HILLBILLY!" "SAY THAT AGAIN TO MY-.." "SHUT IT CALIFORNIA, CALM DOWN…." "YOU'RE NOT MY PAPPA NEVADA STAY OUTTA THIS" "OW! CALI~ LET GO OF ME "

The shouting lasted for about ten minutes until Louisiana decided to get out of bed. She walked out into the chaotic household and smiled, already have made her decision…..

Englands POV:

How in bloody hell did America do it?

All these children…..ALL THESE BLOODY CHILDREN IN ONE HOUSE ACTING LIKE THIS EVERYDAY. He would have gone nuts….more then nuts; he would have married France then be sent to a mental hospital for suicide!

"AHHHHHH FLORIDA GET OUT OF MY ROOM!" "CALI..? WHA-CALCALCALCAL-AHHHHHHHH! MY HAIR!" "THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR MESSING UP MY HAIR DAMN REDNECK" "I AINT NO REDNECK YOU YANKEE HILLBILLY!" "SAY THAT AGAIN TO MY-.." "SHUT IT CALIFORNIA, CALM DOWN…." "YOU'RE NOT MY PAPPA NEVADA STAY OUTTA THIS" "OW! CALI~ LET GO OF ME "

He sighed and walked into California's room being greeted by two girls trying the maim each other. Cali had a firm grip on Florida's brown hair and Florida was desperately trying to break Away, biting at her sister's wrists in order for her to let go. England groaned in annoyance and forcefully (with the help of Nevada) broke them apart. "What the bloody hell is going on here?" he asked the two girls.. California crossed her arms and grumbled "she broke into my room and last time she did she ruined my hair!" she pointed to her stringy hair and Florida stifled a giggle. "I think that color goes nice with you…better when you bleached you're hair blonde!" "Hey, blonde is better than brown!" "if you didn't forget with that pea sized brain of your's, YOU'RE natural hair color IS brown nitwit!" "Ladies!" the two girls turned to look at England with scowls on their faces, England sighed, rubbing his temples and sat on one of Cali's beds. "I bloody hell don't want to deal with you right now but I will if I have too…*sigh* OK" he stood up and sighed again 'why did I give in to Alfred and be a babysitter?' "soo girls…why..?" before he was about to finish the phone began to ring startling everyone in the room including England. California picked it up and grinned when she saw the caller ID…

"its daddy!"

Soo…umm I lied this wont be the last chapter….the NEXT chapter is the last one and I PROMISE it WILL be out by next week, not In a YEAR like this one Has XD

*REVEIWS ARE MAH LOVE XDDDDD ~

*BLUEGRASS: old style country music that started in the 1920's and was very popular in the 40's