Daddy? 4.
Wow! Thanks to everyone for reviewing, following and favouriting! And a special thanks to crazysquidgirl for giving me some much needed ideas! I now have a pretty good idea on how Oregon will be, so thank you! Anyway, if there is any certain state you want to make an appearance any time soon, then be sure to just ask, and I will have them in the story within the next two chapters! Enjoy!
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The nations stood there as Maine, Ohio and Pennsylvania argued. And argued. And argued.
Germany was getting frustrated. He was just about to speak up up when England did it for him.
"Bloody hell man! Are you just going to stand there and let your children fight like animals!?" He shouted at America, earning thankful glares from the majority of the nations present. Much to their dismay however, America just grinned.
"AHA! Sure dude! This happens all the time! They'll work it out! Eventually..."
"So we continue with meeting da?" Russia asked, his childlike expression creeping America out enough to reduce his endless flow of words to just a simple nod and a 'yes'.
He then gestured the nations to follow him and Germany sighed in relief, and, with the others, followed after him.
He took them through countless hallways, passing countless doors, and passing countless children! Most of them paid no mind, but a few stopped to look at the visitors for a few minutes, before obviously decided they just didn't care, and carrying on with their day. It took a while, but they finally reached a huge door, which America swung open to reveal a large room with a long wooden table, just like the room they had been using before the arrival of two of Americas States.
The walls were an off-white colour, and the floor was carpeted in a soft red.
"Kesesese, who's that over there America?" Prussia laughed, bringing the nations attention to the windowsill, where a teenager with long blonde hair and dark green eyes was sitting, a sketchbook in her hands. She wore a long dark grey rain coat, and seemed completely oblivious to the nations arrival. America walked over to the girl, who seemed to be drawing a very well drawn forest of pine trees.
"Hey Oregon?" He called, catching the girls momentary attention before she continued to sketch. "Oregon. I need to use this room with some of the other nations to continue our meeting. Please could you leave and draw somewhere else?" The girl, Oregon, who looked up again, shook her head.
"Sorry dad, but this room has the best, and probably the only good lighting in the whole house, therefore making it the best spot to draw. I really wanna get this finished.." The girl trailed off, before looking back down to her partially finished artwork. America looked up at the nations and shrugged.
"She cannot stay while we have the meeting America." Germany said, gaining nods from the others present.
America sighed and turned back towards Oregon, "Look, Ivy, we really gotta use this room, so how about, if I give you the key, and you promise not to touch anything, you use my study? The lights awesome in there! Kay?"
"Alright, I guess so. Thanks dad." Oregon smiled, packing her sketchbook and pencil into a small beige satchel and stood up. She nodded her head towards the group of nations and collected the key America was dangling before her, then headed towards the door, shutting it quite quietly (especially for any child of Americas) behind her.
"Hmm. What a polite child. I'm having doubts that you even raised her America." England smirked, earning an annoyed look from the mentioned American. "Much unlike, who was it? Alaska?"
"Dude! That's not even my fault! Russia had her first!" All eyes turned to Russia, who was smiling as sweetly as ever.
"Ve~ really?" Italy asked, eyes closed, an ever present smile of contentment on his face.
"Da. Alaska was very nice young girl."
"Sure. And I guess that's just why you sold her to me then?" America mumbled, but he did not go unheard. Russia frowned.
"I needed money. So I sold you land. A very good deal da?"
"Whatever dude. Alaska was totally upset afterwards! Not that she'd admit it." America frowned before plastering on a smile. "Anyway dudes! Let's get on with the meeting!"
Knock-knock-knock.
Germany internally groaned. They were only fifteen minutes in.
Then, the door swung open, creating drama for the second time that day.
"America?" Alaska asked as she stepped into the room.
"Ugh yes Alaska?" He replied, sounded peeved.
"Well, you don't have to sound so upset about talking to me da? But-" she was cut off when a teen with long blonde hair shoved her to the side and walked in front of her confidently.
"What darling little sister means to say is-"
"I am not, and never will be, your sister Virginia." Alaska interrupted coldly, before turning on the heel of her black fur lined boots, and walking away calmly. Virginia barely even seemed fazed.
"Humff. Well. Anyways, the others are all arguing in the first lounge downstairs. Thought you should know what's happening. See ya!" She then left too, a little less dramatically, and a lot more energetically than Alaska.
"Uhh..." America just stood there looking dum. England rolled his eyes.
"Wait? In the first lounge?" France asked, feeling extremely confused. "You have more then one?"
"Yeah..."
"And what was Alaska's problem?" Romano asked, his usual 'I don't give a fuck attitude' on hold to satisfy his curiosity.
"Well, since Alaska lived with Russia first, she saw him as a big brother. So she doesn't call me dad like the others, and she doesn't consider the others brothers and sisters either. But I respect that and leave it be." America smiled before giving off his ridiculous laugh. "Well anyway let's get on with the meeting! I'm sure the others can sort out their argument!"
"Ja. I agree." Germany nodded before sitting back down at the table, the others immediately following his lead.
"Dad?"
"Seriously aru!?" China shouted, voicing everyone's opinions.
"Sorry to interrupt.. But.." A teen with blonde hair and bright blue eyes, who looked almost exactly like Virginia, but with short hair, stood in the open doorway, looking very nervous. "But... Well.. It's getting really outta hand downstairs and I just-" a loud crash from downstairs interrupted her quiet voice and she winced, along with America, who sighed.
"Right. Coming West Virginia."
Right.. So I know this is a day late seen as I'm meant to be uploading on Fridays.. And it's Saturday... But... Yeah. I have no excuse. Sorry.
But yeah, please tell me which state you would like next, and also, how they would act and look would be pretty helpful too. Thanks!