Statehumans one-shots because why not? [SH crackfic]

Untitled Part 4

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!"

-FlamboyantBanana, 11:04, Tuesday, 15th of June, 2021

\-/-|-\-/

"Excuse-moi, what did you just say?"

All the states sat at a giant table, the state's meeting room. They were hosting the every other weekly meeting when DC announced something nobody would have ever dreamt of. Because it isn't something you would hear in a dream, you would hear it in a nightmare. And it is so incredibly terrifying that nobody had ever even heard it in a nightmare. I'm overcomplicating this, aren't I?

"Grandpa is hosting the Christmas party."

And chaos ensued.

(Just to explain- Britain/UK is not genetically related to all the states. The 13 colonies are America's very much younger siblings that they are practically his children, and therefore they are related to Britain because Britain is America's father. The 13 call Britain their grandfather (Mockingly), and America their father, so do most of the other states. But it's not really genetic.

I'm so overcomplicating this SO MUCH-)

States started loudly protesting against this new announcement. Christmas with Britain?! Really?! Many states disliked him. Don't get me wrong, lots of states have indeed forgiven him, but especially the 13 colonies despise him. Most people were just protesting because they either liked chaos (Florida, I'm lookin' at chu) or had their own plans for Christmas.

"Everyone, calm down, let me explain the plan, and there's no getting out of this. We have avoided Grandpa for so long, we need to give him a chance," Da Capital (DC) reasoned.

The states, after days, oops, typo, I meant years, oops again, I meant minutes, I can't really tell anymore, calmed down and listened.

"Grandpa UK/Britain/Tea man/snorter/enthusiast/hoarder/monster/etc. has politely requested we all meet up with him at his mansion on Christmas, to celebrate the holiday, and enjoy a family reunion. He was even kind enough to say that those who don't celebrate Christmas are welcome in all ways and don't have to do Christmas traditions, they can just socialize," Da Capital read from a letter they received from UK.

"This isn't going to end well."

And so it didn't.

-Timmy Skype-

"This is going to go perfectly!" The UK smiled.

"Yeah, right," England muttered.

"Stop being as pessimistic as your weather, cheer the tip-top cheerio up, mate!" UK clapped excitedly. (This is my best imitation of a British person, no offense to the Brits, I respect your accents sincerely)

*French struggling noises*

"France!" UK greeted his wife as she walked through the front door of their mansion with bags of baguettes.

"I got the baguettes, cheese, wine, sparkling water fountains, and the power of infinite love. Anything else you ordered?" France asked.

"Yeah, free health care," Canada added. "I brought some along with me."

"Canada! Long time, no see," UK smiled and hugged his son.

"One, I saw you last weekend, and two, where's America?" Canada questioned.

"Lemme check," UK replied. "WoW, lOoK aT My NeW oIl SuPpLy-"

"DID U SAY OIL?!" America screeched as he crashed through the wall.