Playing the Fool

Chapter 19

As he was driving the annoyed teen to the meeting place of... what these four Idiots had decided to call. 

*The States Against America Giving D.C. His Place Like A Quitter.*

While Danny had insisted that the name wasn't his idea, America had his suspicions. America had learned that while New York was the ringleader, there where quite a few states against D.C. getting to be the next in charge. Washington, Oklahoma, Wisconsin, Pennsylvania and West Virginia had all agreed that one of them should have been in charge next.

"You idiots do realize that D.C. was just taking notes right? I'm not stepping down as a country, just taking a break from the headaches know as the world meeting."

Danny rolled his eyes,

"Yeah, right... Al, we both know this little break wasn't going to end, and then D.C. was going to be the face people thought of when they thought of America. And that just wasn't going to do... no, not at all."

America was silent for a little while, he couldn't deny that New York was wrong in what he was thinking. But to actually attack D.C. like that, America sighed. 

"I thought I raised you all better then this..."

New York just stared out the window, before muttering.

"Well... there is another group... their sort of like my group except he was more against you giving up. They really weren't happy when they found out what we did to that wimp D.C., there might be a war soon between us... if that stupid peace keeping Minnesota and her group would just butt out of our way..."

'You got to be kidding me, the last thing the country needs is another civil war...'

America thought to himself, face planting onto his steering wheel. New York jumped at the sudden horn blare, whipping around he quickly grabbed the wheel.

"Hey we're not in New York, you can't drive like that here!"

"Oh but quitters don't drive safe, so why should I?"

Grimacing, Danny glared at him.

"You can't be serious..."

America paused before giving him a wicked smirk, saying in a nonchalant voice.

"Oh and quitters don't drive the speed limit either do they?"

Danny turned pale, and said in a quiet dangerous tone.

"Don't you F*$king dare..."

Raising an eyebrow, America proceed to floor it. Screaming in panic, Danny tried to get his foot off the gas pedal, but that didn't work. 

"You still want me to be a quitter?"

"NO! Please just slow down... I can't handle speeds this fast, I'll get car sick..."

Slowing down again, America took the wheel back from the now green State. Well thats what happens when you live in a place known for traffic jams.

"Okay so thats one down, four to go."

America said cheerfully to himself, Danny just glared at him but didn't dare open his mouth how sick he felt. Seeing how fast they'd been going, they were fast approaching the secret club room. Where America would discover which of his states where behind this whole mess, and which ones weren't.

(To be continued...)