Tiffany

Interrogation

"Who did it?"

Gov had called a meeting of every single state and DC. Even Hawai'i had been forced to leave her camera on when she joined the zoom session. (Not that she would pay attention to anything anyway). In his arms Gov was cradling a flower pot of dirt like it was a baby. It was actually very weird to watch.

The states all shared looks with each other. Who had done what? Gov really wasn't giving them anything to go off of. Course, most of them would automatically accuse Florida anyway since it was probably him.

"Who hurt Tiffany?" Gov asked.

"Who the [speaks New York] is Tiffany?" New York asked. He didn't want to be here. There wasn't even supposed to be a meeting today. A message had just been sent out to the group chat to go to the meeting room. Even though it was written word, everybody picked up on the fact that the manner was serious.

Gov held up the plant pot so everybody could see it. "Tiffany! She was sick so I moved her to a new spot in order to help her get some better nutrients. I had to take a call with Canada and my sister. When I came back to check on her she was on fire!"

"So you're telling me we're sitting here in a meeting because you can't take care of a plant?" New York snarked. Gov jerked around and stared him in the eyes. While he won't admit it, for the first time in a long time New York was actually scared of Gov. The anger in his eyes burned into his soul. "Damn. Sorry."

"Plants don't just burst into flames, York. They's livin' beings just like you and me. Maybe you would know that if you ever tried to experience life outside your little city." New Jersey taunted.

"My city ain't little." New York shot back. "And I'm more than just a city."

New Jersey was about to snark back, but Gov slammed a hand down onto the table. "That's enough. We're not here to listen to you fight your pathetic little squabbles with each other. We're here to figure out who burnt my Tiffany."

He stared down at Florida, who had only been paying enough attention to know that a fight was going on. Florida was enthralled with the box of paperclips that he found on the table. He probably wouldn't have even noticed that Gov was staring at him if Louisiana hadn't gotten his attention.

"Huh? Wha? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Gov set the plant pot (Tiffany apparently) on the table and pushed it toward Florida in an accusatory manner. "Why did you do it to Tiffany?"

"Bro what? Your plant? I don't give a shit about that thing. I have better things to do with my time."

"Oh please. You're always doing stuff like this."

Now Florida was getting defensive. He set the paperclips down. "Stuff like what? Setting plants on fire? Dude if I was doing that then none of your precious little 'babies' would still be standing to this day."

"Just admit that you burned Tiffany."

"No! I'm not going to admit to something I didn't do. I know my rights, you can't just go around accusing me of stuff. You need evidence. You're violating my freedoms."

"Just tell the truth Florida."

"Why would I burn a flower? My name literally means 'Little Flower'. They're all safe in my presence."

Florida and Gov were staring each other down. Everybody's heads bounced back and forth looking between the two. Was there about to be a fight? Should they leave? Grab some popcorn?

New York broke into the conversation before either person could say something harmful. "Listen, I love accusing Florida as much as the next person -" ("Hey!") "- but I can assure you it wasn't him. I was with him, Louisiana, and Wisconsin the entire time. I didn't suffer for three hours to not be a reliable alibi."