Author's Note- First things first, yes I know that this post is really, really late. Canada Day has come and passed and so has the 4th so it probably seems a little silly that I am posting this story now, but I at least have a good excuse for my posting tardiness. Since I last posted I participated in Encampment (basically a form of Military Basic Training), at which I managed to come down with heat exhaustion not once but twice. I have been pretty wiped out trying to get over the effects of electrolytes getting rebalanced so I have spent significantly more time sleeping than I have spent awake. Sleeping=time not writing, and thus I didn't have time to transcribe this story from paper to computer. Well enough of my life, on to the thank yous. A quick shout out to BloodLilly16 and Saoirsewolf for leaving delightful reviews. Hope to be hearing from you all in the future.
Disclaimer- I do not happen to own Hetalia, or Apple, or Canada, nor have I ever crossed the Canadian border by ground so I have managed to avoid the chaos described in this story.
Border Buddy
"Are we there yet?" Michigan whined from their position sandwiched between North Dakota and Ohio. After six hours in a relatively small vehicle trapped in bumper to bumper traffic heading towards the Canadian border and Uncle Canada's birthday party, it was the last question that anyone wanted to hear.
"You have looked out the window right?" Minnesota countered from the driver's seat with a roll of the states eyes. "Because it doesn't take someone with 20/20 vision to see that there are whole lot of flags with stars and stripes on them and a noticeable lack flags with big maple leaves on them."
"But we have been in here for hours…" Michigan tried to start a rant but was quickly kicked in foot by Ohio. "Ouch! Why you?"
The two states were quickly kicking, biting, and pulling each other hair, while North Dakota was busy taking photos of the who mess on their phone a slightly frightening smile on the states voice. After kicking seats of the front passengers one too many times something inside their mild mannered driver broke.
"Everyone stop it this instant, or I swear I will turn this car around and drive us right back home!" Minnesota used their drill sergeant voice as they stared down the states in the backseat. Taking a deep breath the state turned to their navigator. "Illinois, please say that when we finally get through the check point it will be clear sailing to Ottawa."
"Sorry." The state shrugged as he looked at the traffic report from across the border. "It looks like there is at least two wrecks between us and Ottawa so there is a bit of gridlock up ahead."
"Why did we have to go through this check point? I mean that are a whole bunch of them, couldn't we have go through a less busy one?" North Dakota muttered under their breath.
"I hate to break it to you Dakota, but this is one of the busiest days on the U.S./Canadian border. It is going to be slow at any of the crossing points." Ohio pointed out diplomatically.
"Well according to the border buddy app there is a one minute wait to get through customs at Little Gold Creek." Indiana tried to be helpful from the trunk of the car.
"And just where is Little Gold Creek?" Illinois voice was dripping with sarcasm.
"On the Top of the World Highway on the Yukon/Alaskan…." Indiana's slightly muffled voice started, then paused as the state processed the information that they were reading. "Oh, that totally explains why it isn't currently clogged with people."
"Speaking of Alaska, why couldn't we just drag her into flying us across the border?" Michigan asked.
"Because our strange, northern sister isn't attending Canada's birthday party this year as Alaska is currently deployed in Eastern Europe to go glare at Russia." Illinois shot back.
"And we couldn't have dragged her back to the states for one day to give us a ride?" North Dakota muttered under their breath.
"Oooh, I have got another check point we could possibly use." Indiana said excitedly. "Now if we crossed at Morris Line, Vermont we could cut out a whole hour and half of wait time at the border itself!"
"Indi, we aren't going to drive around the Great Lakes to save an hour at the border. And as the owner and driver of this vehicle my word is final!" Minnesota spoke with finality and the car remained quite…for a whole 15 minutes.
"So are we there yet?" Indiana asked from their spot in the trunk.
The rest of the car groaned.
End Note- Happy Canada day…several days late…The 4th of July special next, again several days late. Also, I have no clue how they manage to get through border security with Indiana in the trunk.