Everyone feasted on burritos and socialized, figuring that if they were going to be stuck together they might as well get to know each other. Greenland helped Arctic set up her house as a second guest house, before Antarctica picked her up to live with him until the whole ghost/possession thing was over with. America and California were chilling in a corner. Except, it was only really California who was chill, because America was having a crisis. And also California is never chill so this metaphor is worthless.
"You good bro? You look like you just witnessed a hit and run," California said.
"That's kinda specific... I guess I just hate the fact that Russia's here," America said.
"I mean, yeah, you don't like him, but what's the big deal? You can just pretend he's not here," California said.
"Do you realize what the fanfictions say? I've seen so many of them filled with situations just like this..... they end real sexy like," America said.
"Don't worry bro, I'm always here to c*ck block for you, nobody will be falling in love on my watch!" California exclaimed.
"Mmmmhhhhhh... just make sure that I don't.... buuuuuttttttttt...... if somebody else finds some sparks flying, it might be fun to fan the flames," America said. Nekomi heard this and immediately teleported to them.
"ARE WE DOING FUN ROMANCE CLICHÉS AND BRUTAL SHIPPING BECAUSE LORD HAVE I BEEN WAITING," Nekomi shouted. Florida threw a blanket over her as if to shut down her enthusiasm.
"Calm yourself... brutal shipping is fun, but I think Ame is scarred enough," Florida said. America sighed.
"Yeah, the Internet is insane," America said. Meanwhile, Texas was talking to Quebec, the two getting along just fine for a pair who've only met a few times. Meanwhile Mexico, France and the other states were playing an extremely aggressive and strangely silent game of Uno. And in a nearby hallway, Russia was having a rather rough reunion with his father.
"You've really been hanging out with America all this time?! What about me? Hell, even China! Did you go insane?!" Russia exclaimed.
"Well, actually, I'd say I started out insane and it died down once I finally started dying. Besides, I visit you all the time, it doesn't matter if I talk to you or not," Soviet said.
"Well, you talk to America! Why do you talk to him if talking is really that unnecessary?" Russia accused.
"Uhhhhhhh...... I don't know you actually got me there," Soviet said.
"Wow," Russia said.
"Look, can you cut me a little slack? There aren't too many cool people I can talk to in the afterlife, in fact I hate a whole lot of them. Reich once set my ghost house on fire... I don't even understand the mechanics of that.....," Soviet said.
"Whatever, I guess I'm just disappointed that you favor your enemy over your son...," Russia said.
"I prefer the term 'frienemy', but I guess I understand what you're saying," Soviet said.
"You better be f*cking glad that you can hide behind that mirror," Russia said.
"Excuse me, this is your father you're speaking to!" Soviet exclaimed.
"What are you gonna do?! Come out of that mirror and hit me?!" Russia exclaimed. Soviet crossed his arms, casually walked out of the mirror, possessed Russia and made him punch himself in the face, before un-possessing him.
"Take that Умник," Soviet said.
"Fine...," Russia muttered, walking back into the living room where everyone was. Soviet followed him.
