Continuation of Kansas Territory Part 1.

There will be three parts in total.


"I'm home, Guys!" America hollered for his brothers, it should be just him and Virginia, but New York was also visiting.

Virginia heard young America's voice echo throughout the mansion and he smiled to himself. No matter how many times he told him to stop running in the halls, or to keep a quiet voice as he got work done he still kept on doing what he usually did. He was a child but it was always best to teach children some manners. He stood up from his chair and exited the study before he walked down the hall and descended the stairs. He immediately went to the entrance hall where he saw a small child with blonde hair that he immediately recognized as America. But he was filthy. There were some twigs in his hair and his clothes had spots of dirt on them. "America!" He said approaching the young nation and he knelt down before him. "Where have you been?" He asked as he picked out a twig from America's hair.

"Oh I was just visiting Louisiana's place," America grinned brightly, "you won't guess what I did today! Come on, Virginia! guess!"

Virginia couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. He did say that he visited Louisiana's place, territory actually, but the state didn't correct the young nation. "By the looks of it, it seems like you went on a little misadventure." He said as he picked yet another twig from America's hair. "Did you climb a tree perhaps? Or dive into a bush?"

"Nope!" America smugly puffed out his chest, "I'll give you a hint, I met someone!"

Virginia thought for a moment. The only person he could have met was Louisiana if he went to his territory. That was the only thing that made logical sense. "Did you meet Louisiana?"

"No, well, yeah I did," America frowned as he went through his day again, "but I met someone else afterwards."

Virginia frowned slightly. No one else resided in Louisiana territory. Maybe he met some sort of settler? "I'm sorry, America, but you are going to have to be more specific." Virginia said as he studied the blonde.

"Mmm okay," America agreed, "He's a smart-butt, but also a huge mother-fuzzer."

Virginia's eyes widened at the ungodly word, and he opened his mouth to lecture? Yell? He didn't know but he was furious. "New York!" He yelled and stood up in a rush and stomped up the stairs. He was more than just displeased. He wanted to strangle New York and wring his neck!

"What? What!" a certain New Yorker screamed back, "I'm busy! Unlike your lazy as- butt, some of us actually need to get our work done!"

That only made Virginia fume. "Your head is mine!" He said as he stomped into the room New York's loud and damn obnoxious voice had come from. He threw open the doors to the room and once he saw New York all he could see was the color red. They had never gotten along and frankly they probably never would. "What kind of vulgar vocabulary have you been teaching America, you damn yankee!"

"What?" New York shouted back. Then his gaze fall upon the young nation that followed Virginia upstairs, and the man froze as the boy stuttered a clumsy explanation of the situation that happened to include the word "mother-fuzzer". "What!" exclaimed the young man, New York then refocused on the eldest state in the room, "What the hell have you been teaching him you southern bastard!"

Virginia felt something inside him snap. "That's it!" He shouted forgetting all about the young nation that was still present in his room. He grabbed New York and pinned him to the ground in a blur of motion. "I'm sick of you and the rest of you damn yankee's!" He yelled wanting to punch the state. But he held himself back. Barely though. "America, get the soap!" He yelled suddenly determined to wash out the state's mouth.

"Me?" the New Yorker shouted, obviously offended by Virginia's accusation, "America's living with you for the past decade! If anyone is to blame it's you!"

"I did not teach America of all people to talk like that!" Virginia shouted at New York. "You on the other hand decided to come and visit! That could have given you ample opportunity to teach America such a filthy word! It's a word that only a Yankee would teach young children! And also you have a bad habit of cursing don't you?!" He said. "America! SOAP! NOW!" He yelled yet again.

"Aw- SCREW IT!" Exclaimed New York, who at this point, successfully wrestled the elder into the ground, and switched their positions, "America! Go grab the soap! I'm going to wash all those bullsh-"

Virginia at this point went ahead and actually sucked back all his saliva and then fired at New York, successfully spitting into New York's mouth. His fault since New York's mouth had been open as he spit on the younger state.

"UGH!" New York quicked got off the elder as if burned, as well as spitting everywhere, trying to get the taste of the southerner off of his tongue, "You disgust me!"

"HA! Who needs the soap now?!" Virginia said victoriously, and smirked at New York. He sat up properly and stared down the other state.

New York growled dangerously, "I am going to kill you, chop you into pieces, and feed you to your family!"

Virginia almost laughed. Almost. "I'm not sure if America will want to eat me let alone approve of cannibalism." Virginia said calming down slightly. After all, America was apart of his family.

New York snorted, "Like hell I'm going to put America through it, you bastard."

Virginia rolled his eyes at New York and then ran a hand through his hair. "I think I may be too bitter for your taste. Or should I say too southern?" Virginia asked looking at the state.

"From what I tasted," New York said with a frown, then shuttered at his own words, "you are absolutely horrible."

Virginia glared at New York but was glad that he had spat into the State's mouth. It might have actually saved him from being chopped up into tiny pieces and served for Thanksgiving dinner. "Are you sure you still don't need any soap to get rid of that taste in your mouth?"

"Aw, so you do have a heart," New York retorted sarcastically, and he wiped the excess saliva that never made it onto the floor from his chin. "No." He deadpanned.

Virginia gave a nod and then looked over at America, who was actually being silent for once. "America…" The southern state began. "Who taught you that word?" He asked. If he said New York then the Northern state was about to go flying out the window.

America was absolutely stupefied, seeing two of his most respected brothers fighting it out like that, "Uh..." He muttered, his eyes unblinkingly stared at the mess that was his brothers. "I uh," he needed to think of something, and fast. He saw the way the two reacted, he need to save the head of his new found friend, "No one, nothing. I-uh, I saw it in a book."

Virginia raised a disbelieving eyebrow. Was America lying? Was their young nation actually lying to them? "America. Are you telling the truth?" He asked.

"Uh, yeah, definitely!"America answered. But his eyes were darting around the room, unwilling to meet the piercing gray eyes of Virginia, nor the sharp blue gaze of New York.

"Did someone threatened you not to tell?" Asked New York, but America didn't answer him.

Virginia actually felt worried now. "America. You need to tell us who taught you that word. We promise that we won't hurt them but they do need to be put in their place." He said carefully, wanting America to trust him.

America denied it for a moment, but the young boy was eventually no match of the intensive gaze of New York and Virginia, the two that he respected the most. The young nation tried to tough it out, his stubbornness died out eventually, "It's Kansas, please don't be mad at him."

Virginia paused for a moment. Who the hell was Kansas? He had never heard of the person. Perhaps it was a colonist of some sort? A settler? He looked at New York with questioning eyes wondering if he knew because he sure as heck didn't.

New York shrugged at the eldest state, indicating his ignorance of such a person in his knowledge.

Virginia's eyes slowly drifted back to America. "Where did you meet this 'Kansas'?" He asked.

"I was visiting Louisiana, then I just sort of wandered off a 'bit' too far up north. And uh, he just sort of walked up to me and we talked, he was actually pretty okay though, says he's a part of me."

Virginia raised an eyebrow at that. "He's apart of you?" He questioned. He knew that if this person was in the Louisiana's territory, then Louisiana would have more information than America himself. "Well it looks like we'll be visiting a certain family member over in the west." He said and stood up.


It took me a while to write this along with Part 1, but I will not be releasing Part 3 until some time next week. I'm not sure if anyone is interested in this AU like I am along with my editor, but I do hope that it is at least enjoyable. Please review because I love to hear what everyone has to say! Also, requests are accepted through PMs. :) Until next time dearies!-Admin