Montana sighed. "Everyone just gets so excited when they see new people."
"If it helps any... I'm not very excited..." Washington spoke quietly, then looked down at her feet bashfully.
The mountain state smiled and put a hand Washington's skinny shoulder.
"Awe, I know you aren't. Doesn't really help but thanks for the consideration, Hun.""HEY! Look! It's Washington!" Connecticut yelled. Massachusetts, Maine, New Hampshire, Vermont, Rhode Island, and New York looked over to the rainy state and smirked.
"I-it was a good game...?" Washington stuttered and swallowed nervously.
"What are they talking about?" Italy whispered to Montana.
"Oh, the Super Bowl. The Patriots beat the Seahawks this year. Not surprising, but the teams played pretty equally until the end."
"Yes, it was rather depressing." England announced.
"Bloody patriots..."
Rhode Island stepped on his foot. The little girl weighed more than Arthur expected.
"American football is a stupid game, aru. Chinese sports are played better."
"Futball?" Germany said. "I had thought Futball was a kicking game."
"Not in America." New York answered. "In America, 'Futball' is a throwing sport. Soccer is the kicking one."
"That is-a stupid!" Italy cried. "Why would they call it football??"
"Because we're AMERICANS. And Americans are REBELS! F- YEAH!"
"Shut up, Texas." Arizona muttered.
"That's why I don't have a team." Montana said and flipped her hair.
"I'll stick to farming."
Maine rolled her eyes. "Montana, just because you can do one thing that's semi-important (almost all of us can farm anyways), doesn't mean you can't have a team. I'm the best fisher in the country and you don't see me sitting on my butt all day."
"Wow, Maine. I didn't know you had that in you, seeing as your basically Canada." Vermont said with raised eyebrows.
"I have better things to do than ta argue with you all." Montana huffed and turned back to talk with Washington.
"Ohhh a fight!" Utah exclaimed and put a hand over her mouth.
"As always." Arizona huffed.
"Speaking of 'as always'," Massachusetts said and turned to the desert state.
"Why didn't you get Daytime savings like the rest of us? And why didn't you vote to let immigrants pass into the U.S? Is there a problem?""Belt up, shortie. My decisions are none of your business."
"Um, they kinda are..." Vermont whispered to New Hampshire.
"Leave Arizona alone!" Illinois cried out. "I remember when I was young and rebellious! My workers were ALWAYS one strike!"
"So were mine!" Massachusetts countered.
"Ugh. Everyone needs to calm down. We should feast on cheese and sausage, yeah?" A boy with a green coat and chocolate hair said cheerfully.
Illinois suddenly scoffed and turned to the other.
"Why don't you go back to the stables you came from, Wisconsin."Wisconsin gasped in mock offense.
"You wound me! But I'm sure the only thing that came from the stables was the Chicago Bear's Football strategies.""Why you-"
"Illinois if you start fighting again in front of guests I won't let you come back to my state."
Illinois huffed and sighed reluctantly.
"Fine, AZ. But don't kick me out, okay? It's really warm at your place! And the people are so cute, just like you!"
"Shut up."
"Well, Zank you for... Greeting us. It was very entertaining. But ve must go. We have an important meeting to attend." Germany said as he began to walk to the door.
"Wait! You can't go yet!" Rhode Island shouted. West Virginia leaped in front of the door.
"Everyone wants me to stay, do they not? I'm truly amazing." France exclaimed. England rolled his eyes."You can't leave yet," Rhode Island continued.
"You haven't met everyone!"
"You want use to stay for more than thirty other states, aru?" China yelped.
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FanfictionIt's a normal APH meeting—or is it? The Hetalians make a surprising discovery at the conference—America's children! Can the nations survive the state apocalypse?