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To say that Michigan was tired would be an understatement. Ohio had dragged him along all night to solve the states' problems. The state conference is supposed to go on all night, since the international one would be in the morning, but Michigan and various other states always turn in early.
Because late at night is when everything happens.
Nevada looked up at the tired state from where he was drinking a shot of alcohol. "You're rarely awake at this time, Tyler."
"Well, Ohio wants me to stick around." Michigan sighed.
"You gotten yourself a lady-friend?" Miles smirked.
"No!" Tyler answered hesitantly.
"You hesitated."
"That doesn't mean anything."
They stared at each other a while longer.
"Whatever," Michigan decided. "Let's not fight about this."
"Since when have you preached peace?" Nevada questioned.
"Since I discovered that we can prevent another civil war by not fighting as much as we do."
Miles only nodded. "Well, I still have a bone to pick with New York." he scowled.
Michigan looked quite surprised.
Nevada noticed his reaction. "California used to be my girl, but now New York is doing everything possible to get her to go out with him." he gestured to a New York, who was currently still trying to get California to go out with him.
"Let it go." Tyler sighed. "There are always other girls."
Miles winced. "You should not have said that first bit. Not at this time of night."
"Why?"
"This is the time of night when everyone who stays gets a little crazy. And Florida is in here." he gestured to Florida now, who was walking into the middle of the room, a hair brush held like a microphone. "Cover your ears," Nevada instructed.
Michigan did as he was instructed before turning to see what Florida was doing.
Florida stood still in the middle of the room before opening her mouth. "LET IT GO! LET IT GO! CAN'T HOLD IT BACK ANYMORE!"
"That's why." Nevada winced at his sister's screaming.
Everyone else in the room slowly turned to Florida, cringing and slowly covering their ears.
"Who said it?" Oregon looked around suspicously.
Michigan kept quiet, not wanting to get beaten up by anyone.
Nevada pointed at Michigan.
"LET IT GO!" the sound was in the backround now.
"Tyler," Daniel's voice was sickly sweet. "Did you say the three words that must never be uttered?"
"On accident..." he admitted.
Oregon's eye twitched. "Then, it is your job to get her to shut up."
Everyone else in the room winced with sympathy for their brother.
"Well," Michigan decided to by sassy. "Maybe I like the sound. It opens up a whole new world of thinking in my brain." he smirked.
Florida's eyes widened. "A WHOLE NEW WORLD!"
"Make it stop!" Oregon banged his head on one of the tables. "There are some territories trying to sleep."
Michigan nodded; the territories needed their sleep. He marched up to Florida and clamped his hand over her mouth.
She started thrashing immediately. Her screams were muffled by Tyler's hand.
"Tyler." Ava vaporized near him with an obviously fake smile on. "Why are you doing this? I thought we were not fighting with anyone."
"Most of everyone here is drunk." Michigan complained. "An even worse fight would start if I didn't stop Florida's screaming."
Ohio nodded before dragging her brother out of the room. "We'll try to get the some of the less violent fights resolved in the morning while all of these fighters have headaches. You didn't drink anything, did you? Because New York's known to put alcohol in everything at this time of the meeting, even the smallest water bottle."
Michigan shook his head. "I didn't drink anything."
They turned away from each other and walked into their own rooms. They would start again in the morning.
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