Canada and Mexico were just chilling when suddenly America barged into the room.
"MEX ITS YOUR OLD COWBOY HAT!!!" America exclaimed.
"OH HELL YEAH I'VE BEEN LOOKING ALL OVER FOR IT!!" Mexico exclaimed.
"I FOUND MINE TOO!" America exclaimed.
"I found nothing....," Canada said sadly.
"GOOD THING I HAPPENED TO HAVE A SECOND COWBOY HAT!!!" America exclaimed.
"HECK YEAH!!!!" Canada exclaimed, putting on the cowboy hat. Suddenly, Texas walked in the room. Why? Because sometimes you just have a random Texan in your house.
"TEX! WE'RE COWBOY-ING! QUICK, GET THE WILD WEST!!!!" America exclaimed.
"ALREADY ON IT!" Florida exclaimed, teleporting the cession states, Colorado, Kansas, Wyoming, and Montana into the room.
"What?" Arizona said.
"Y'ALL READY TO COWBOY?!" America exclaimed.
"B*TCH I WAS BORN READY!" California exclaimed.
"PFT, you city slickers really think you can cowboy?!" Montana exclaimed.
"GIVE ME A GUN AND A FANCY HAT AND I'LL DO GOOD FIGURIN' IT OUT!" Canada exclaimed.
"WELL LETS GET ER GOIN' THEN!" Texas exclaimed. They then went to UN to see where they could find a surplus of horses for them to ride.
"Why do you need horses?" UN asked.
"Cowboy," America said.
"Alright, you've convinced me. They're in the ranch, Have fun," UN said.
"THANK YOU!" America exclaimed. As they walked over to the ranch, America was going over the rules of cowboy-ing.
"Always make sure to remember these here steps: be rootin', be tootin', by god be shootin', but most of all, be kind," America listed.
"I'm a girl, can I still use them there steps?" Nevada asked.
"Why of course darlin', the art of cowboyin' applies to every gender," America said.
"You mean 'Vaquero-ing'?" Mexico Jr asked.
"Oh get outa here with your fancy talk," Montana said.
"Look! Horses!" Utah exclaimed.
"Let's get ridin' boys! And girls," America exclaimed. Each of them got a horse that fit their standards, and they went a-riding.
"We need some sorta music," Texas said.
"Good thing I brought a banjo! I bought it a few weeks ago," America exclaimed.
"Ohh! What're ya gonna play?" Kansas exclaimed.
"Old town road?" California exclaimed.
"Psht- get outa here," Montana exclaimed.
"What? I think we should accept gay hip hop cowboys," California said.
"Oh your just sayin' that cause your one of them there hip hop cowboys," Montana said.
"Hey, no fightin'... how bout I play Big Iron and y'all quit your yammerin'?" America said.
"Sounds good to me," Texas said.
Soon, they rode into town, all heads turning to them.
"Canada?" Netherlands said. Canada smiled at him.
"It's cowboyin' day, you wanna join?" Canada asked. Netherlands shrugged and got on Canada's horse, holding tightly onto him, scared of falling off.
"If I die-,"
"We're cowboys, dyin's just part of life," Canada said.
"Well, let's get a move on," America exclaimed.
"Is there gonna be any actual cowboyin'?" Arizona asked.
"What?! You wanna farm and herd cattle all day? Hellllll Nah!" America exclaimed.
"Bull ridin'?" Mexico suggested.
"Now THERE'S an activity!" America exclaimed.
And so, they went to ride some bulls.
Mostly unsuccessfully.
And then Kansas ended up in the hospital.
"Well, I call that a job well done," Kansas said.
"How's that there broken rib of yours?" Texas asked.
"Hurts like hell, but at least I got a new story to tell," Kansas said.
"Well, who's over this cowboy thing?" Arizona asked.
"Nahhhh let's go to the bar before we call it a day!" Canada exclaimed.
"Ok, that's good with me. Kansas, you get some rest," America said. The cowboys and cowgirls headed to the bar and had some whiskey and bourbon.
"You know what?! People don't think of me as the cowboy guy at allllllllll! they just take a look at me and think 'Hollywood'... there's more to me than that! Who's the number one agricultural state! Tell me!" California exclaimed.
"Uh... Montana?" Texas guessed.
"ME YA IDIOT! Montana, if you really think you're so COOL, than PROVE IT TO ME! MEET ME AT THE PLAZA, HIGH NOON!" California exclaimed.
"OH YOU'RE ON!" Montana exclaimed, before she took another shot of whiskey.
"HOLD ON THERE! There's no need to get violent!" Mexico exclaimed.
"YOU'RE NOT MY DAD!" Montana exclaimed.
"I KNOW, I'M TELLING CALI!" Mexico exclaimed.
"I'll be fiiiiine how hard can a duel be?" California exclaimed.
"I don't want you to die Cali, that would be WAY too depressing!" America exclaimed.
"Oh, y'all just don't think I can do anything Huh?!! Well I'll show you!" California exclaimed.
Later, at the plaza, everyone gathered to see who was going to walk away from this duel unscathed. The two stopped to make their play, and it was California who shot Montana in the leg.
"Holy crap oh my goooood I didn't expect that...," California said. Montana was rushed to the hospital, and the cowboys gathered around California.
"....maybe we should lay off the cowboy thing...," Texas said.
"Yeah... maybe....," America said, taking off his cowboy hat.
The next week, Montana visited after being let out of the hospital.
"Montana! How's your leg?" America asked.
"Good! I knew Cali had bad aim. My gun just wasn't loaded 'cause I wanted to humor him," Montana said.
"Wow, that was either very sweet or very dumb, but I'm glad you did. Cali feels special now and has started practicing shooting," America said.
"Yeah well.... we still have the horses and the sun is setting.... you know what that means?" Montana asked.
"RIDIN' INTO THE SUNSET TIME!!!" America exclaimed. And so, they rode off into the sunset, immediately coming back home to have tacos for dinner.
