(Suggestion by WeirdestArrow: a dimension where America's states are actually his kids)
The trio were spat into a mansion, hearing the echoing of children's screams through the halls.
"TEXAS GIVE IT BACK!"
"MAKE ME!"
This was followed by gunshots. Suddenly, there was a loud scream.
"WILL YOU KIDS F*CKING CHILL FOR TEN F*CKING SECONDS?!?!?!?" They heard Alt America scream. There was silence, before suddenly everything went back to chaos. Alt America stumbled into the room they were in before falling to the floor and having a nervous breakdown.
"Whoa! Are you ok?!" Canada exclaimed, rushing to his alternate brothers side.
"NADA?! What are you doing here I told you I don't need any help?!? Go away I'm fine I just... I....," Alt America exclaimed, before collapsing.
"Holy sh*t..... it's my worst fanfic nightmare come true....," America said.
"What?" Mexico asked.
"The states are my kids....," America said. The trio laid Alt America down on a nearby couch and walked into the war zone. They saw kids jumping on furniture, breaking stuff, throwing stuff at each other, laughing, crying, screaming, everything.
"HEY DAD EAT THIS," Florida exclaimed, shooting a nerf arrow at him. America caught it, took off his sunglasses, and glared at Florida.
"Get off the table now," America said coldly. The states were staring at him as if he was a terrifying stranger rather than their father.
"Bu-,"
"Now ... or I'll show you how your great grandfather dealt with misbehavior," America spat. The states that were on furniture got off of the furniture, and they all stared at him. "What are you waiting for? Are you going to clean up this mess?" America asked.
"B-but... we have maids-,"
"I pay them to clean up my mess..... this, is your mess.... now, get cleaning," America said.
"Bu-,"
"That's a direct order," America spat. The states silently started cleaning up, a few of them even tearing up from America's sudden seriousness. America sighed.
"I hate kids...," America said.
"Weren't you a babysitter?" Mexico asked.
"Those were more.... dictators in training," America said. Suddenly, Hawaii timidly walked up to America.
"Dad? I-I can't find Alaska," Hawaii said. America sighed, picking Hawaii up.
"Let's go look for him," America said. "Mexico, Canada, you watch the kids," America said. The two nodded. America walked outside with Hawaii and out into the garden.
"Why does every mansion need a huge a** garden....," America muttered.
"What's an a**?" Hawaii asked.
"It's what you use to sh*t. Don't say that though," America said.
"Ok!" Hawaii exclaimed.
Meanwhile, Mexico was barking orders at the kids while Canada played good cop.
"California! Don't just sweep the dirt under the rug!" Mexico exclaimed. California threw the broom to the ground.
"I don't wanna clean anymoreeeee!!!!" California exclaimed. Mexico crossed his arms.
"When I was your age I had to clean everything! Everyone bossed me around! And disobedience was met with harsh punishment-," Mexico started.
"Mex, Wait....," Alt America exclaimed tiredly.
"You're awake!" Mexico exclaimed, relieved that Alt America didn't die. Alt America pulled Mexico into a separate room.
"I know your childhood scarred you... but please, don't take it out on the kids... they just... they're a bit much sometimes but they don't deserve pain, just like you didn't," Alt America said. Mexico sighed.
"I'm sorry... I understand.... but you can't let them get away with pushing you around and destroying your house! You need to let them know who's boss!" Mexico exclaimed.
"I'm so outnumbered though... I can't... I can't... holy sh*t... holy f*cking sh*t I have no control.... holy sh*t...," Alt America stuttered, shaking. Mexico hugged him.
"How often do you ask for help?!" Mexico exclaimed.
"I don't... I can't... I can... I swear I c-can....," Alt America said, staring to cry from the stress.
"Ok, ok... uhhh....," Mexico said, unsure of how to approach this.
"Kids... sh*t.... what if they're back to fighting... It's so quiet it's never quiet," Alt America said.
"Let's go check on them," Mexico said. The two walked into the room the kids were cleaning up, and were surprised with what they saw. The room was clean, and Canada was in the kitchen with New York, Alabama, North Carolina and Washington baking muffins. Meanwhile, the other states were calmly playing with toys, or playing/watching video games. Alt America was speechless. Canada waved at them.
"Hey! I think they like me!" Canada said. Alt America let out a relieved chuckle, before going to play games with his kids. Meanwhile, in the garden, America was chilling out with Alaska and Hawaii.
"It's always too loud in there.... I just... sometimes feel like I don't belong," Alaska said.
"You do?... I guess sometimes it's hard living with a house full of extroverts as an introvert... why don't you hang out at Canada's house? He's nice and calm," America said.
"Oh.... I dunno..... I haven't seen him in a while," Alaska said.
"Oh...," America said.
"....... you've been inviting people over less and less," Alaska said.
"Oh... really?" America said.
"Yeah.... I dunno if all the states see it but..... you seem stressed all the time.... I.... I'm sorry dad....," Alaska said.
"Hm? Whats wrong?" America asked.
"It's our fault you're unhappy isn't it...," Alaska asked, tearing up.
"What? No! Alaska, I promise," America exclaimed, hugging Alaska and Hawaii. "You kids can be a bit much sometimes but... I love all of you sooo much.... I promise. I've just been busy lately I suppose...," America said. Alaska was just silently taking in the hug. "You wanna go back with the others?" America asked.
".... can I go to uncle Canada's house?" Alaska asked. America smiled.
"Of course, let's go," America said. The two walked across the street and to Canada's house. America knocked on the door, and was greeted by a surprised Alt Canada.
"Meri? I haven't seen you in months! How've you been?" Alt Canada exclaimed. America smiled.
"Good... hey, is it ok if Alaska and Hawaii hang out here for a bit?" America asked.
"Of course! You know your kids are always welcome here!" Alt Canada exclaimed. America smiled.
"Thanks Nada," America said.
Soon, the trio met up in the garden.
"Well... we helped Alternate America to be more assertive and realize that it's ok to ask for help," Canada said.
"Awesome! So, should we hit the next dimension?" America asked.
"Yeah.... y'know, hardworking father isn't a bad look on you-," Mexico started.
"Oh shut up," America exclaimed. Mexico laughed, and the trio (and Nekomi) left.
