Provinces & States: You're Doomed!
Ch. 1. Live on Quebec & Maine!
9foxgrl
America had his States; 50 children. They were all unique little angels/brats/ devils who personified the cultures and ideas of those who immigrated and settled in their lands over the years.
Canada had his Provinces, who were cute, but scary at the same time especially during Hockey season; No State dared to visit their cousins then.
Only two other Nations knew about them Mexico and Lithuania. Mexico knew because she was once the foster mother of Texas, and a few of the South Western states. Lithuania knew because he met them when he stayed with America. Alaska really took a shine to him. And naturally anyone okay with Alaska was okay with Yukon and Washington.
It wasn't because they didn't want them to meet the kids; it was just that the situation was never good for a first encounter. Wars, political unrest, and other spats made the tension too high to deal with.
Now…this wasn't exactly what they had in mind either…
It was a snowy day in Ottawa, Ontario. They had just started their meeting when they all jumped from a loud thud hit the window. They pull the curtains and gawked as a teenager who looked exactly like Canada sliding down the frozen window.
"Q-Quebec?" Canada yelped as America opened the window and pulled his nephew in. Just as he was pulled in, America was hit by another flying body through the window.
The Nations then turned and stared at the teen boy who had knocked America down. He had neat blonde hair with ocean blue eyes, wearing a dark blue jacket with a white star on the shoulder. They then turned to the boy Canada was assisting. He looked just like Canada except he had his hair tied back and did not wear glasses.
America groaned as he pushed the teen off him. "What the-? Maine? Get off!"
"Hi Dad." Maine groaned as he got up.
"What happened?" Canada asked as he brushed some of the snow off his son's head.
"We got into a snowball fight with Vermont and Alberta."
"And that they threw you into a third story window?" Canada asked in shock.
"Actually…that was Nova Scotia and Massachusetts. We accidentally interrupted their tea time."
"Crazy magic bitch." Quebec muttered, earning a light smack on the head from his father.
"Raoul! Don't say stuff like that about your sister!"
"Desolè Papa."
"Umm…who are these kids, aru?" China finally asked.
The Nations sighed and gestured for their sons to introduce themselves.
"Raoul Williams; I'm the Province of Quebec."
"Sebastian Jones; I'm the State of Maine."
There were some blinks…silence…before the screaming began.
"EEHH? YOU STATES/PROVINCES PERSONIFIED?"
"Uh, yeah!" America said with an easy laugh.
"Since when?"
"How?"
The Twins looked at each other and tried to confer on something.
"When…I think the late 1700s early 1800s?"
"Sounds about right."
"As for how…that's confidential."
'Because to be honest even we aren't completely sure about that.'
Quebec – Raoul Williams
History- Joined the Canadian confederation July 1st, 1867. The province with the strongest French ties, and can be strong headed with his goals. He is also the most rebellious of his siblings, making Canada often have to keep a close eye on him (hence the glasses), especially after he came home drunk with a fleur-de-lis tattooed on his arm. Home of Montreal, and loves to fly alongside his owls.
Maine – Sebastian Jones
History- Explored by the French, and part of New England it joined the union in May 15, 1820 as the 23rd state.
Best friends with his cousins/neighbors Quebec and New Brunswick, and has the largest crop of blueberries in the U.S. Home of Stephen King; and has his creepy imagination to boot, or at least that's what his siblings' claim. He specializes in shipbuilding and was home to the first ship that the English colonist ever built in America. In the winters he can be found in his room trying to come up with the next best novel. Be warned not to trespass because moose wander around.