(Note - Another chapter up! I only own my states that's it. I hope you enjoy this chapter. Please tell me if I get anything wrong.
I'M BACK!
Heh. I had a total lack of passion these last few weeks. And I've been busy milking inspiration for a story I'm writing. Speaking of stories, after this one is wrapped up I have another story I'm already planning to write. Frozen Au...The most struggle I have right now is deciding who should be Hans and Duke of Weselton. The ones I'm certain about is America being Anna and Canada being Elsa. Plus Russia being Kristoff. Also I was thinking about leaving Olaf as Olaf but then I thought about North Italy being Olaf and that's the cutest shit ever.
Anyway, enjoy Kansas! Also warning for a mentions of blood, trauma, and violence because ya know, Bleeding Kansas :D)
Kansas arrived with the rest of the Louisiana Purchase. He was 8 when they arrived and he's 15 in modern day. He is the 34th state.
Before America, Kansas enjoyed activities such as: running away from Louisiana, playing in mud, ruining Louisiana's dress with said mud, and annoying Arkansas.
Kansas's name is Foster Jones. His nicknames are Little Wizard, Kansas No.1, and Foster Child.
He has wavy, honey colored hair with bright blue eyes with a hint of gray in them. His skin is an overly warm tan, mostly because he won't come the fuck inside. Many people say he and Arkansas look like twins. Arkansas refuses to acknowledge their similarities. Kansas says they're the Kansas Twins. Arkansas wants to murder him.
Kansas is the way too fucking happy child. He's friendly, not Missouri levels of friendly, more Florida "what the fuck do you want from me" friendly. He means well, most of the time.
As you can already see, he's a bit prideful. Mainly expressing this attitude towards Arkansas because they share similar spellings but are pronounced differently. I think I explained why they're pronounced differently in Arkansas's chapter but I'll say(write?) it again. Kansas is the English pronunciation (KAN-zuhs) while Arkansas is the French pronunciation (AHR-kuhn-saw). Just realized this can be interpreted as Kansas has more English in him while Arkansas has more French in her.
As the nickname Little Wizard suggests, Kansas gets a lot of Wizard of Oz jokes directed his way. He loves the Wizard of Oz but not the jokes.
Kansas loves food, specifically dinner, and will not hesitate to take your food. The amount of times he has stolen someone's food at a BBQ is the same amount of times that Florida has managed to sneak a firecracker into the house, aka a lot of times.
Going back to him being friendly, Kansas doesn't mind helping other states farm. He likes being outside and playing the dirt, plus the crops go to future meals. Being a child of nature, he doesn't mind getting dirty. One time he came back covered head to toe in mud, America had to use the hose to clean him.
Kansas loves state and county fairs. America often sends him to state or county fairs to tire him out. Other than getting all his energy out, he loves to see people happily enjoying the fairs.
Kansas loves sunflowers, especially the tall ones. Alaska regrets telling Kansas that Russia loves sunflowers too. Now Kansas wants to share his sunflowers with Russia.
He has 105 sunflower pins, they're all in different styles. These represent his counties.
Kansas enjoys learning about things that happened before he appeared. They intrigue him. It's a combination of seeing how things have changed and learning about unsolved mysteries. Museums are generally his place to go. The only things he hates learning about are wars.
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