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Cozi Family Organizer

The cafeteria at the Olympic Village was probably one of the few places on earth were no one had a second thought about America's appetite. No one looked surprised when he ordered a pound a hash browns to go with his dozen scrambled eggs and nine strips of bacon. No one did a double take when he turned an entire loaf of bread into toast or complained when he got up for seconds. For an individual who spent most of their life with people staring at them and judging their portion sizes, it was incredibly liberating.

After a half hour of solid eating, America's stomach was comfortably full and he was finally ready to surface back into the real world. Stretching, he glanced around at the other people at the table and allowed himself to start tracking their conversation.

"I still don't get why you let yourself get cooped up in that security booth every freaking Olympics. I mean," California motioned with a fork with a piece of breakfast burrito stuck at the end of it, "what could be more boring than watching all of that aerial photography and crap."

"The Olympics have changed significantly since the last time you hosted them." Utah spoke quietly into her mug of what America assumed was hot cocoa.

"That maybe, but you really need to loosen up an enjoy yourself every once in a while." California said with a roll of his eyes.

"Lay off her, C." New York interjected. "She is right; the Salt Lake Winter Games did herald in a new age in Olympic history. In the wake of 9/11 we now realize that even at the Olympics we cannot afford to let our guards down. In order to keep people safe and to preserve what the Games stand for we have been forced to become more paranoid, more vigilant…"

The state statement hung in the air for an uncomfortably long time.

"Well." Canada spoke up breaking the silence. "Enough gloom and doom talk. What is everyone's plans for the day?"

"I know that California and I were planning on hitting the slopes later today." New York said brightly.

"I am snowboarding and you are skiing so I hardly think that you can claim we are going together." California grinned at the table with a sarcastic grin on his face. "And goody-two-shoes Utah will be spending all morning at security briefings…"

"Which you should also be attending," The Beehive state countered sharply, "but the briefings are not my only plans for the day. I am going to spend the afternoon with some of my source parents. As probably everyone knows I have the highest percentage of both Danish and Icelandic Americans in the U.S. and so the two of them offered to take me out of lunch." The state turned to America. "They invited join them for a catch up at the lodge they are staying at after we eat and we will possibly hit the town later this evening so I may come in a bit late. I will text you with details when I know them."

"But you don't drink." California interjected.

"I know, but most of the Nordics are really entertaining to watch when they are drunk and someone needs to keep Iceland company." The rocky mountain state smiled smugly.

Before California could come up with a counter, America spoke up. "Okay, Vermont and Montana what are your plans for the day?"

Montana shrugged, but Vermont spoke up. "I was thinking about possible going on one of the cultural tours Russia was offering."

"That sounds like fun, mind if I tag along?" British Columbia asked.

"Sure." Vermont said without a second thought.

"Great I will meet up with you at the American building in say, thirty minutes."

"Sounds like a plan."

"But what about the hockey game?" Alberta asked in surprise.

"Well, you have a certain neighbor to the south who is currently looking for someone to explore some of the joys of Sochi with." British Columbia pointed out smugly. Alberta blushed in response and Montana nearly choked on their coffee.

"Our relationship isn't like that." Montana finally managed to splutter.

"No one was trying to accuse you of anything." Canada said with barely hidden bemusement in his voice. "All we are pointing out is that you two have been neighbors for centuries, but due to population distribution and geography you don't have many opportunities to hang out. Attending a few of the women's hockey games and exploring the town might be a valuable chance for the two of you to interact."

"Well, when you put it like that." Alberta looked over at Montana shyly. "Pick me up at the Canadian housing at 9:30?"

The state nodded and most of the group moved to stand. Before they had a chance to clear away all of their dishes, America pulled out his iPhone and started to madly type into it.

"I almost forgot. Everyone is logged into the family organizer right?" The states nodded to the nation's question. "Good. When you get a chance enter your plans into the system. We all know that there are some very real security concerns out there, so if at any time any of you feel uncomfortable, just enter a time and place that you would like me to pick you up and I will be there as fast as humanly possible. Other than that, keep a low profile and enjoy your day at the games."

There was some good natured ribbing and joking as the personifications cleared the table and headed out the door to get ready for the rest of the day. Once they were all finally gone America stifled an yawn and turned to his twin.

"So, what are our plans for the day?"

"I actually don't fully know." Canada admitted. "I know that we were supposed attending some preliminary downhill skiing events but when Russia found out about me getting locked into the bathroom last night he decided that he would host us himself so that he could properly apologize."

"Maybe it is just another communist plot to convince us to let our guard down so that he could shove us down one of those empty elevator shafts…or something." America started strong, but his train of petered out by the end.

"Alfred, you do know that Russia isn't communist anymore, right?"

"That is what he wants you to think!"

Canada sighed.

End Note- So everyone has the schedules made?