The State Files

Freaky Saturday

"I can explain!" Joel tried.

Alfred looked over at him, then ignored the boy, looking straight at Rory and Evangeline.

"I said...what. Happened."

Evangeline gulped.

"...We.." Rory stutters.

Alfred turns his head towards her.

"...Switched."

"...Like heads?"

"Like states..." Evangeline added. "...Long story but...magic, contest, and accident."

"...You guys switched personifications?!' Alfred yelped.

Evangeline nodded.

Alfred grabbed the two girls by the shoulders and shook them.

'What the heck guys! This is totally not cool!"

"Dad it was an accident we swear!" Evangeline tried.

"Yeah!" Rory added, her head being shaken.

After a few minutes, Alfred finally stopped and groaned. "What am I gonna do with you two..."

The rest of the West simply stared, California went to whip out her camera before Nevada stopped her. "No need, this is already being documented."

"I can help..."

"How are we gonna fix this?!" Alfred groaned again.

"Dad, I know-"

"This meeting is a disaster," Joel complained.

"Guys!"

"You two are in-"

"Pops!" Idaho loudly said.

Alfred turned his head towards him, his hand retracting from Rory and Evangeline's shoulders. "What is it, kiddo?"

Sammy looked towards Jesse, nudging a bit before looking at Alfred. "Wyoming has something to say."

Alfred glanced at the blonde state, a hint of recognition in his eyes. "Ah yes, Wyoming you're here! What is it, cowboy?"

Jesse rolled his eyes, his father tended to forget he was there. Most states did. Not that he was invisible, just that he was unimportant. People only really paid attention to him so they could bring up how lonely he was.

"Gosh Wy, you're so quiet!"

"Do you even have any friends?"

"I always see you alone!"

People would say to him on the rare occasions they noticed him.

His blue eyes looked at his father, a red dot was under his left eye, right on his cheek bone. "I know how to help..." Jesse mumbled.

"Really?! Dude that's great! How?" Alfred broke out into a relieved grin.

Jesse's eyes swept across the room, he could see Citali and Macario playing rock, paper scissors, and Wilder sleeping with his hat over his eyes.

He finally met Rory's eyes and narrowed down on her. "First...I need Rory."

"Me?" Rory questioned, looking at her brother.

"Why not take both of them?" Alfred asked.

"...It can only be done with one person at a time," He lied.

"What done? What is the thing you're doing?" Macario spoke up. His eyes were the color of the desert sands.

Jesse just shrugged and looked at Rory. "It won't work if I tell."