Ch. 8 Born to be Wild!

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"Ve~! This is going to be fun!" Italy cheered as Indiana helped him suit up in a flame resistant racing suit.

"Is that suit really necessary?" German asked as he helped Michigan roll two Indy cars out onto the track. Both of the cars were red with white tail fins. The two had just finished checking the engines that they were testing out.

"Would you rather something go wrong and he catches on fire?" Michigan asked as she brushed a stray brown hair back under the oil stained bandana on her head.

Germany blinked then yelled over his shoulder "Make sure you strap that helmet on well Italy!"

"BUT I WILL SHRINK IF I WEAR IT!" Italy cried.

"No you won't!"

"But-!"

Indiana shoved it onto his head. "It's better if ya shrink then have your head crack open like a coconut!"

Italy whimpered, but wore the helmet none the less.

If someone had told Germany hours ago that he would be convinced by two of America's states to compete in a miniature version of the Indy 500 he would have asked if they were drunk.

Indiana, shockingly enough was like Wisconsin. His physical features, minus his brown hair and cheeky grin, reflected Germany's own.

Michigan was a few inches shorter than him; she also had short brown hair and hazel eyes that lit up whenever she started to talk about engineering. The numerous questions and compliments she had about German engineering actually made him able to get along well with her.

Especially since she asked a majority of her questions in fast German.

"You ready to race?" Indiana asked as he hoped into his own car. Michigan helped Italy strap in first, before double checking his.

"Ve~! I'm ready, but what am I supposed to do?"

"Just drive like you normally do." Indiana said as they started the engines. In a safe stand nearby Germany and Michigan started the equipment that would monitor the engines performances, as well as give them radio contact with the drivers through their headsets.

"Remember guys, this is just a test so ten laps! No trying to kill each other okay!"

The drivers gave her thumbs up.

"Hit the music Mich!" Indiana squawked through the mic.

Michigan gave him the thumbs up and hit play on her I pod. Soon Steppenwolf's Born to be Wild was playing over the speakers of the track.

The two racers watched as the lights on the stand changed from red, to yellow, then green!

Simultaneously they hit the gas pedal and took off down the asphalt.

Indiana was in awe that Italy managed to overtake him by the second lap so fast all he could make out was a blur of red.

Growing up the only state who ever gave him a real challenge was North Carolina, and that was during the Prohibition era. Apparently being chased by cops down rural dirt roads gave you lighting fast reflexes behind the wheel.

"Indy, you okay?" Michigan asked.

"..This is AWESOME!" Indiana screamed as he pushed the pedal down as far as it would go.

The two raced neck and neck for the last eight laps before they finally had to come to a stop. Italy won by the front of his car.

"Does your brother have Prussian blood?" Germany asked as Indiana jumped up and down cheering "That was AWESOME!" at the top of his lungs before Michigan threw a bottle of water at him.

"No, but like many of my siblings we have a lot of German blood."

Seeing Germany looked confused Michigan explained.

"If you were to do a quick study of American lineage, approximately 50 million American citizens can trace their family back to German immigrants. That's almost a majority of the country."

Indiana laughed. "I guess that makes up closer kin to you than to we are to England."

Germany just gawked.

"Ve~! Really that's amazing! Does that make America you little brother Germany?"

"I…don't know…" Germany said slightly confused.

"Hmm, I guess that means we should call you Uncle now huh?"

"Nein, that's really not necessary!" Germany said hastily.

"Actually we should thank you Mr. Germany, a lot of American icons and other things started out from your people."

"Really?" Germany asked with a sense of dread.

"Let's see…there's the hotdog-"

"Hamburgers." Indiana added making Germany nearly face fault.

"Pretzels."

"Christmas trees."

"Kindergartens!"

"Gymnastics."

"Okay…I get it." Germany said with a wave of his hand

Suddenly in the distance a series of fireworks started to explode over the East wing of the estate.

America could be heard in the distance screaming "AND THIS IS WHY THE TERRITORIES DIDN'T WANT TO WANT TO COME OVER ON NEW YEARS EVE!"

There were also some other screams of "YOU WANKERS OWE ME A NEW TEA SET!"

"AND THIS IS WHY WE CAN'T HAVE NICE THINGS!"

"Oh boy..."

"I wonder what Penn and the DRT is up to now."

"DRT?"

"Dangerously Rambunctious Trio." The siblings said in unison.

To Be Continued…

Brief State Bios

Indiana- Luther Jones

History- Founded originally by French explorers and later on became British territory. Joined the Union December 11th, 1816 as the 19th state.

Even as a child Indiana has had a need for speed to adventure. His adventures were later inspired to make into a serious of movies with the hero called 'Indiana Jones'. His thirst for speed was barely quenched by racing horses, and once to America's dismay the occasional carriage. He later found his calling in 1911 with the Indy500 held every year since on Memorial Day weekend. Since stock car racing began its origins in the South during the prohibition era his best opponent for a time was his sister North Carolina.

Michigan- Coraline Jones

History- Former French territory, and once part of Canada. Was admitted to the Union January 26th, 1837 as the 26th state.

Coraline may be quiet at times but nothing gets her blood boiling faster than getting to work on the next fastest engine. She is what Vermont has dubbed a 'mech otaku'. Noteworthy, no one is allowed to mess with her truck. The last someone did she fixed it, and then chased the saboteur for ten miles in her back up monster truck. Even if you don't mess with her car, if you piss her off watch out for flying wrenches.

9foxgrl Rant:

Yup that's right. Hotdogs and hamburgers? We got them from dear Germany.

If you get the reference to Michigan's name then you get a cyber-high five and a free mochi.

And what is the DRT up to? Well you'll just have to wait and see.