Chapter 4: Dining with the States

"INCOMING!" Oregon and Illinois yelled at the same time as the kitchen door slowly opened revealing… many kids of varying ages calmly walking in and sitting at their respective seats at the kitchen table.

"Wow, a little bit too over dramatic, don't ya think?" America inquired staring at Illinois and Oregon amusedly. Waves of chuckles and giggles were heard over the table as Illinois replied, "We just wanted to add suspense, it excites the readers."

"Readers? What readers?" asked England tilting his head a little.

Oregon looked at Illinois with shock and amazement as she whispered softly, "She broke the fourth wall…"

"Never mind that. How about we all introduce ourselves, starting with the oldest?", Germany suggested. It'll make this whole situation much easier on us…

"Okay, well… My name is Delaware, the very first state of America!", exclaimed a tall and sturdy boy about the age nineteen with not so noticeable english accent, he had the family ocean blue eyes and wheat blonde hair, he wore a long sleeved white shirt under a blue T-shirt with a big number one on it, with a pair of slightly baggy blue jeans and blue vans.

"I'm Pennsylvania! The awesomest and second state!", said another tall and sturdy boy with a mix of an english, american, and a slight… prussian accent? He looked a lot like Prussia with the whitish hair but had blue eyes making him look like the fabled Jack Frost, the blue hoodie and tan skinny jeans not helping his case.

"Hello, I'm New Jersey the third state. Nice to meet you." , said a shorter girl who had bright golden hair and blue eyes in a shy tone blushing a little. She wore a yellow long sleeved shirt and skinny jeans accompanied with bright yellow converse. In her hand she held a book with a big picture of a kangaroo-like creature with the head of a goat, leathery bat wings, horns, small arms with clawed hands, cloven hooves and a forked tail, the front of the book read Guide to Taking Care of A Jersey Devil (I made this up, probably isn't a real book).To say the least the book didn't fit the image of the shy looking girl.

"Mon dieu, what is with the scary book, mon amour?" asked France looking at the book weirdly.

"Well... my pet Jersey Devil is feeling under the weather, so I'm looking for a way to cure her." New Jersey said softly looking down.

"She'll be fine, I mean she's the bloody Jersey Devil! Anyway I'm Georgia, the fourth state.", said a slightly taller girl with greenish-blue eyes and long golden hair in a punkish style looking around the age of eighteen, she had a strong english accent and wore a green Green Day shirt with black skinny jeans and combat boots. As she said this, she grabbed a peach from the table and took a bite out of it.

England mentally smiled seeing her, being a punk himself at one point in his life and still sort of is a punk.

"Hold on, where is Connecticut?", asked America worriedly looking around the room.

(A/N): Okay I know America is supposed to be nineteen but in here he is twenty-two. I also know that this chapter was kind of short, due to me actually writing this at 2:00am.

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