This Is Just Between Us

....to the not so gluten free bread

(art by my pumpkin crowsong on YouTube, Tumblr, and Wattpad {Rainbowstar772} )
America pov

It's the next day, the night before this I was thinking of ways to ask out for a picnic. I came to the conclusion that we should bring our own pasties together, this means I have to make gluten free stuff and one white bread that I can make look like a special bread from his native land, then I just watch him die slowly...
I was putting the EpiPen in my pocket while I was walking out of the kitchen when I sensed someone around, then I heard a click, when I went to see what was near... no one. Weird.
I shake it off and go to get in my car, making sure to check the address he texted me, not too far!
I got in my car and drove off. As I was driving I drove by Denmark's house and saw a grave in the front yard, I snicker at my work. He was oh so very easy, foolish, and naive at Tuvalu.
Once I make it to his house I knock on the door and see a very empty house... like there's general furniture but other than that it's basically empty... I guess I'm just used to having family photos, Connecticut's paintings, book shelves, and the amount of fixed holes in the wall from the states causing damage to the walls. Alaska trying to shank someone, Georgia attempting to french revolution Rhode island, Arkansas trying to off his twin brother for saying his name wrong, the amount of times every state has thrown Ohio across the house, that one time Florida somehow got drunk and tired to break through the house like the fucking Kool aid man -,_-, .
Tuvalu:"Uhm America? Are you coming in or are you just gonna stand in the doorway?"
I was snapped out of thought when he spoke.
America:"Yeah sorry, I was just thinking about how empty your house is. Guess I'm just used to a house that looks like chaos."
I say as I walk inside.
The states aren't the only reason I'm used to a house of Chaos.
Let's just say, when you're living with a shitty father, a literal goddess that controls time and space, and two demi goddesses.... Stuff gets out of hand. Hell the house dog is just a bear that barks, but he's a good boy!
He showed me the way to his kitchen-
IT'S SO EMPTY! Sure I have 50 kids- well 49 and a child I take care of, but even when I was younger! THE KITCHEN WASN'T THIS EMPTY!
There's just a mini fridge, a cabinet, an oven with a stove, and a toaster. Honestly I should just kill him right now for this disaster of a house.
Tuvalu:"On to baking! Teach me everything you know!"
America:"Let's start off with beginner recipes."
He pouted, but nodded.
So we started with something simple, cookies!
Then cake, then bread, and finally I showed him how to make a pie. He failed.
America:"hey, how does a picnic tomorrow sound? I'll bring baked goods from your country and you bring baked goods from my country!"
Tuvalu:"That sounds cool, when and where are we meeting?"
America:"Meet me at the front of the trail through the woods! There's a special place we can have a picnic at!"
Tuvalu:"And the time?"
America:"6am."
He nodded and I walked out.
When I came home I saw Georgia chasing Rhode Island with her ax. For someone who wants to be a pilot, she sure is one ax welding horse girl.
I would stop her but I'm assuming he did something to earn this.
Florida:"Hey dad, I think I'mma make dinner again, I've been practicing this recipe from Russia and I think Alaska might like it"
I smile and ruffle his hair before going off to my room and start sewing on my bed. As I sew I think of ways to get rid of Moldova, Russia seems to have a very bad past with him which is a problem, I'm the only one who should have a very bad past! NO ONE ELSE! Ugh!
As I was thinking, I got a text from Poland.

Shy wings: Did you hear that my brother Indonesia is quitting his position of the detective in the upcoming play?
Me: No? I didn't even know there was a play happening, what happened?
Shy wings: Apparently Moldova and Cevvin, you know the one who tried to rip my wings off to show they were 'fake' are in the play! Cevvin is the killer in the play a Moldova is just some character that gets killed, my brother originally was going to be the detective but when he learnt Cevvin was the killer he quit because he didn't want to deal with the transphobia
Me: Good for him! He stood his ground and did what's best for him!
Shy wings: One problem though....
Me: There's no one else that can pull off being the detective?
Shy wings: You got it...
Me: Don't worry, my son Alabama can probably take that place. He's a theater kid and wants to be an actor in movies and plays. He has plenty of practice too!
Shy wings: Oh? Great! I'll have Indonesia drop off the script overmorrow!
Me: Alright!

A play huh? Hmmm...
It's a murderer and detective play too... I could use this information to get rid of Moldova.
Back to Tuvalu.

The next day

It's six am and I have all my gluten free pastries and my poison... pure white bread... made to look like gluten free bread from his native land.
After a few minutes I see him walk over.
Tuvalu:"Sorry I'm late! The apple wasn't done"
Wow. "WhAt'S mOrE aMeRiCaN tHaN aPpLe PiE". Of course that's what he chose to make... I didn't even teach him how to make pie so he's probably messed it up.
I internally sigh and show him the way.
I was making jokes and being playful so I could lightly push him, leading his EpiPen to fall out.
I waited for him to say something cheesy so I could playfully push him, and when he did, I did it.
Looking back for a second I see his EpiPen on the ground.
I smirk as we continue to walk far away from the EpiPen, but just to be safe, I made sure it was somewhat covered in dirt.
Once we were there we started to share our goods.
Eventually he took a bite out of the white bread.
I watch as his blood pressure drops and he starts to struggle to breathe.
Tuvalu:"A-A-America, my-"
America:"It fell on the way here... HAHAHAHA"
I give him an ill-omened smile as I watch him struggle to breathe, soon going into cardiac arrest.
I just stand and watch, slowly taking out my phone and calling 911.
He looks at me as I take a small bite of the white bread and witnesses as nothing happens to me.
America:" I don't have a gluten allergy... hello! Yes! Please come quick, my friend is dying and doesn't have his EpiPen! Yes he's gone into cardiac arrest! A couple minutes ago! HURRY!"
I then told the person on the other line the detections to where we were, but by the time they arrived... the life in his eyes was gone, he'd died.
I wanted to smile but I had to cry and panic.
Ambulance person:"WE'RE HERE, WHERE IS THE- oh no.... No no no no no!"
America:"it's too late..... he's gone...."
The woman came over to comfort me as I lightly cried into her, so tempted to smile but if I do I'll get caught.
Eventually I "calmed down" and he was taken away.
I went home and saw Wyoming and Alaska whispering together. When they noticed me Alaska waves happily, it seems she was fed something she likes because I noticed Florida in the kitchen.
Florida:"THE AMOUNT OF FOODS SHE HAD ME MAKE, AAAAAAAAAH! "
Alaska:"Be thankful instead of complaintful "
Great mom and grandpa, what did I miss....

BRAN: well it turns out he couldn't crust him.
(BRAN means "beta reader artist note")