Author's Note- Hey everyone. By popular request I present New Jersey. To add to this fact, it appears that the weather is officially rotten across most of the America. Hopefully, this can bring you some joy if you are currently stuck inside. If you are not stuck inside you are a very lucky duck, but I am still happy you decided to read this. Also massive kudos to InfiniteHappieness, Guest, Michigan, Laveycee, and Daffodil Moon for leaving reviews. Thanks again you all.
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Garden Squared
Even though he was a superpower, America could admit that he was afraid of something. (Unless someone wanted him to admit that in front of Russia, North Korea, or Cuba. Under those situation he was officially completely fearless.) The nation was terrified of ghosts, had an intense fear losing someone close to him, and, ever since Canada dared him to lick that metal flag pole in the dead of winter in Ottawa when they were younger, he had a healthy nervousness around the things whenever it snowed.
America also got a bit scared when one or more of his state's started to act out of character. For example, when the normally boisterous New Jersey crashes your office because her flight was canceled and yet manages to be as quiet as a mouse for an hour and a half. No rants in Italian, no rants in Yiddish, not even a reference to the Pope, the Blessed Mother Mary, or Snookie. America was starting to wonder if the state had given up yelling for Lent or something, until he looked at the project that New Jersey was working on.
"What in the world do you think you are doing?"
"Planning out my garden." The state said without bothering to look up from a stylized representation of a garden plot. America stared as the state moved the placement of the carrots to the other side of the tomatoes and added a line of parsley in the newly opened space.
"You know that you have like a foot of snow on the ground right now, right?"
"And when the snow finally melts I will be ready to put seeds in the ground." New Jersey said with a self righteous nod while doubling the number of potted basil plants.
With a shake of his head, America wandered off to get some more coffee. With Eastern Europe trying to implode he had plenty of things, other than trying to understand his states' stranger hobbies, to keep him occupied.
End Note- New Jersey is the Garden State after all. Also for all of you currently in the depth of General Winter's clutches don't lick the flag pole. I don't care if Canada dares you to do it, believe me it is not worth it.