America was lying on his bedroom floor incomprehensibly whining and eating gummy bears. Soviet was staring at him blankly.
"Ame.... are you.... no, you obviously aren't ok.... are you dying?" Soviet asked.
"Inside," America said. Soviet sighed.
"America, I really don't understand the big deal. You weren't even this upset at my deathbed! What's so important about you two that made this so crushing? You've argued before, haven't you?" Soviet asked.
"Yeah... it just wasn't this bad before. I've never made him cry like this. And I'm scared I actually ruined everything," America said. "But I can't go and try to apologize again, hell, I don't think I can even acknowledge him... I just don't know what to do,".
"Ame... I think you two need some space. take some time apart, just to clear your conscience, that way when you two do start talking again it will be a lot calmer... and maybe have Canada there, he seems a bit like an equilibrium between you two," Soviet said. America sighed.
"Maybe you're right... I just.... I want things to go back to normal right now.... why do I have to wait...," America said.
"These things take time. But I think you two will be just fine. Think of it this way: if we were able to reconcile, then you can definitely reconcile with Mexico," Soviet said. America chuckled.
"I guess you're right.... but then again, me and you aren't that different. We're both big a**holes. We're like, two sides of the same coin. Me and Mex are pretty different though...," America said. Soviet shrugged.
"Opposites attract, you're really gonna question science?" Soviet asked.
"Says the ghost," America said. Soviet shrugged.
"Are you gonna go downstairs and be with everyone now? Mexico and Canada are at Arctic's house right now," Soviet said. America nodded.
"I guess," America said. They walked downstairs and joined their friends/acquaintances. Meanwhile, Florida and Nekomi were reading more comments.
"'That wasn't the ship in particular'? DARN IT CAJUN! I NEED HINTS! How could it not be Quebec and Texas?!" Nekomi exclaimed. Florida sighed.
"Wellllll..... do you know of any other two people who have any chemistry?" Florida asked.
"Ummmmm....... Sov and Ame? no, Soviet's dead, that's not sexy..... um........ Mex and Canada? No wait... Canada's straight...... uhhh.... Cali! Do you have a crush on anyone?" Nekomi exclaimed. Florida groaned and stood up.
"Never mind," Florida said, walking into the kitchen and then teleporting to the roof to chill out by himself.
"Huh? What's wrong with him?" Nekomi asked.
"I don't know, I've actually never seen him frustrated before.... except for the time his pet gator ate his orange stash," Arizona said.
"Do... do alligators even eat oranges?" Utah asked.
"I guess so," Mexico Jr said.
"Maybe the ship I'm looking for is really obvious and I'm just not seeing it? I need to find it then! Quick! I need you six to look for any sexual and/or romantic tension!" Nekomi exclaimed.
"Does that mean I can get out of time-out?" California asked.
"Nope! You're our permanent sentry in the living room area," Texas said. California huffed and hugged his knees to his chest.
"This is animal abuse," California whined.
"Yeah, besides, we're basically the only ones in this house, why don't we just.... talk?" Nevada suggested.
