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In the morning England waited for America to wake up and it was not a long wait.

"I'm going now. If you need me call me. Oh and make sure to call me if Russia shows up tp bug you." England commented casually and then stared down at the curled America under the blankets waiting for a reply.

",But you'll be busy." America muttered sleepily and wanted to go back to sleep, but didn't for England was still there.

"I would tell the others to piss off and have them handle it themselves for a while without me being there to watch." England stated firmly and he meant every word of it.

"England, You really shouldn't do that." America whined slightly and puffed out his cheeks.

"I mean it. Now you will be alright?" England asked and he knew what America would say.

"Yeah." America replied and he looked away from him.

"I know your lying, but remember call my cell if you need me." England told him and he could always tell when America was lying.

"Jeez, your such a worrier. Better go before you are late." America commented calmly and he rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"I will change your wrappings when I'm back from work." England stated firmly and watched as America nodded silently. "Just relax and don't let your kids stress you out."

"Alright, Be safe England and don't die from worrying about me." America said teasingly and he smiled brightly at England.

"America." England said in a scolding voice and his arms were crossed.

"I won't punch anymore mirrors. I think I'm pretty damn unlucky at the moment." America commented lightly and watched as England silently fumed at the sheer light manner on that subject. England nodded and then left quietly not wanting to wake up the States. America rolled his eyes and then yawned slightly deciding he might as well get up slowly. He stretched and then walked over to his closest. America pulled out a long sleeve black shirt and dark blue Daisy Duke Shorts. He wanted to cover up his arms and forget a bit of last night for it was painful in many ways.

"Might as well make myself something to eat." America muttered to himself and then walked downstairs. He noticed that Italy was in his kitchen naked and making Pasta. America went upstairs and grabbed a pair of dark green boxers so that Italy could cover up for he did not want his kids seeing a naked Italy.

"Italy, What are you doing here?" America asked firmly and his hands were on his hips.

"Well Germany and I want to help with the Oil Spill." Italy commented cheerfully and then added calmly. "Germany will be over here too."

"You will have to ask my Boss. I'm not in the mood to decide anything." America stated calmly and then handed Italy the pair of dark green boxers. "Put these on because my kids are upstairs and I don't want them to see you naked."

"Wow, You have Kids? Hmm, but you are still so young. Heh, Now I remember that you did introduced me to New York and I completely forgot about it." Italy said in an awed voice and then blinked slowly.

"That's because New York nearly squeezed the life out of you and it was not meant to be mean at all. They mainly save that for England and Russia." America stated flatly and then sighed heavily. "Plus he was overly happy to see a Nation that was not England."

"Oh, I thought New York wanted to kill me." Italy commented lightly and then smiled happily to himself for it turns out New York doesn't want him dead.

"He does gave the impression at times without meaning too." America told Italy and it was true that New York does not mean it, but yes at times he means it a lot.

"Oh that's right you have Fifty kids. Sounds like a hand full, Vee." Italy said cheerfully and smiled brightly at America.

"That's not even including some of the territories." America muttered and thinking about when they are all together the territories plus all of the States gave him a headache.

"Poor America." Italy said and then he hugged America tightly. "Wow, you are really slim."

"I have been told that a lot lately." America stated flatly and did not bother with pushing Italy away from him since he knew Italy was naturally clingy.

"Has it gotten bigger or smaller?" Italy asked innocently and America rolled his eyes in annoyance at that question. "I mean down below of course."

"Italy, Hands off of America." Germany said firmly and Italy sulkily let's go of America.

The Order Sons of Italy in America is the largest and oldest Italian American fraternal organization in the United States. A similar organization also exists in Canada.[2] It was founded on June 22, 1905 by Dr. Vincenzo Sellaro to help assimilate Italians into American society during the immigration boom of the early 20th century. In 1928 Dr. Sellaro was given the key to the City of New York in recognition of his social and medical achievements.

After World War II, the organization faced criticism for what the "heavy involvement by the OSIA in Mussolini's Fascist propaganda campaign in the 1920s and 1930s".

During its history, OSIA has been involved in promoting immigration legislation, assisting in the assimilation process, supporting cooperation, trade, and diplomatic relations between the United States and Italy, initiating social and fraternal events, encouraging educational achievement through scholarships, serving local communities through a variety of cultural events and raising funds for local charities, and providing low-cost group financial investments and insurance.

1. Delaware 17

2. Pennsylvania 17

3. New Jersey 17

4. Georgia 17

5. Connecticut 16

6. Massachusetts 16

7. Maryland 16

8. South Carolina 16

9. New Hampshire 16

10. Virginia 16

11. New York 16

12. North Carolina 16

13. Rhode Island 16

34. Kansas 15

49. Alaska 13

Decided to make it easy and have all thirteen original colonies being male. Also all of them being 5'5.