The next day, nobody wanted to get out of bed. Greenland didn't even bother trying to wake Canada, knowing that he probably didn't get any sleep anyway. Greenland walked into America's room and turned on the lights.
"Ahhhhhh my eyesssss they're still sensitivvvvveeeee," America groaned, covering his face with his blanket. Greenland sighed and turned off the light, and instead slightly opened America's curtains.
"You still have to get up," Greenland said.
"Whyyyyy????? I'm unemployeeeeed," America whined.
"Ame, don't argue with me," Greenland warned.
"Shhhh Mex is still sleeping," America said.
"Oh, he's here too?" Greenland asked. Mexico poked his head out from under the blanket.
"I had a weird dream..... now I'm craving chicken nuggets," Mexico said.
"Oooooh nuggets," America said. Greenland sighed.
"Well, if you get out of bed you can go get some yourself," Greenland said.
"Why don't you get some for us though?" America asked. Greenland glared at him. "Ok, ok, we're getting up now," America said. Mexico and America climbed out of bed, still wrapped in the blanket.
"Are you two conjoined now or something?" Greenland asked.
"No. Comfy," Mexico said.
"Alright, whatever. If you do go to McDonald's, make sure to get something for Canada. It's 11:30, so you might as well get yourselves an early lunch," Greenland said.
"Is Nada ok?" America asked. Greenland sighed.
"I'll go check on him," Greenland said. Greenland walked into Canada's room. Canada was lying on the bed, staring at his ceiling fan.
"Um... are you ok?" Greenland asked.
"Yeah everything is fine," Canada said.
"Are you sure?" Greenland asked.
"No yeah everything is great," Canada said.
"Ok... well, Ame and Mex are going to run to McDonald's, do you want anything?" Greenland asked.
"Fries," Canada said, his eyes still glued to the ceiling fan.
"Ok...," Greenland said, leaving Canada's room and closing the door. Greenland went downstairs to find America and Mexico, somehow completely dressed, just about to head out for some nuggets.
"Did Nada want anything?" America asked.
"Fries... he didn't seem to be doing too good," Greenland said.
"I'll text Aussie to see how Pablo's doing... I hope he's ok," America said.
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"Ok.... so far, not dead....," America said. Mexico sighed.
"Oh god, please let our insane luck help Pablo," Mexico said.
"Pablo is our god though...," America said.
"Try 'oh author'," Nekomi suggested. Mexico stared at her, before shrugging.
"Oh author, please let him live. For Canada's sake," Mexico said. Mexico and America headed out to get some nuggets. They pulled up in the McDonald's parking lot, and Mexico gasped and quickly hopped out the car.
"YOU," Mexico exclaimed, seeing New Mexico. The two of them pointed at each other, like the spider man meme. "What are you doing here man? Why didn't you call us?" Mexico exclaimed, him and New Mexico sharing a bro hug.
"We we're gonna surprise you guys! We stopped by here because Cali was hungry. We didn't know you'd be here too!" New Mexico exclaimed.
"Oh! Are the others here?" Mexico asked.
"Yep, they're waiting in the car for me. We should probably hurry up and get our food. We can eat at your place," New Mexico said.
"Sounds like a plan!" Mexico exclaimed.
Once they got their food, they went home and started socializing while eating. America walked into Canada room to give him his fries.
"Hey bro-,"
"Shut your filthy uneducated arrogant belligerent b*tch-a** cantankerous insufferable machiavellian materialistic quarrelsome resentful selfish tactless vain a** up and get out of my gosh darn room," Canada said, taking the fries, and whispering a tiny apology.
"....ok good talk," America said, walking away. America walked to the living room where everyone was hanging out and sat down on the couch.
"Where's Canada?" California asked.
"Uhhh... he's not feeling well," America said.
"Oh no, what's wrong?" Arizona asked.
"Eh, It's complicated," America said. Suddenly, Utah's suitcase started shaking vigorously.
"I don't think that's natural," Texas said.
"Wow, I wonder how you could've deduced that," Mexico said. Utah sighed, and opened his suitcase. Florida flopped out of it.
"Hola," Florida said.
"I should have let Spain keep you," America said.
"Good to see you too, pal!" Florida exclaimed.
"What the hell Florida, we didn't even get you a ticket for the plane! Utah, did you know about this?!" Texas exclaimed.
"Look! He held an alligator to my throat! Not even a gun! A frickin alligator!" Utah exclaimed. Florida smiled.
"What? Plane tickets are expensive and I'm never one to pass up a good trip! Do you guys have any spare fries?" Florida asked. America shrugged and gave Florida the bag fries.
"Well... Florida, this is your second strike. One more and you go to jail," Nevada warned. Florida smiled.
"Fun!" Florida exclaimed. America sighed, but suddenly got a call from his biological mom.
"Hold on, I gotta take this...," America said, walking to the kitchen.
A: mom?
F: I need you to come to our house right now... your father he....
A: mom?! What's wrong?! Are you and dad ok?
F: your father keeps on mumbling... he's in the living room just.... struggling.... I tried to help but he doesn't even recognize my voice
A: I'll be right there mom
America hung up and began rushing out the door.
"Ame? What's wrong?" Mexico asked.
"OUR PREMONITION WAS CORRECT MEX KEEP THE KIDS SAFE FLORIDA IF I SEE A GATOR ANYWHERE IN THIS HOUSE SO HELP ME GOD-," America shouted as he rushed out the door.
"....sh*t....," Mexico said.
"Uhh.... what's going on?" Arizona asked.
"The new bullsh*t of the month," Mexico said. "First the dimension hopping, now this...,"
"And the author still can't write conclusion sentences,"
