Hetalia: The Fifty Stars

Chapter 51: After the Meeting

Washington D.C. The capital of the United States of America has a personality that's the complete opposite of the nation. Having been created to manage the country, she constantly works in governmental affairs. Originally starting off small, she has grown very powerful and influential in recent years. As such, she's always busy with little free time on her hands.

In 2015, she refused to host the States Annual Meeting, forcing Delaware to act in her place. He wasn't pleased with her absence, especially after spending four hours in hell. After snacking on two turkey subs, he decided to pay D.C. a "friendly" visit.

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Knock, knock, knock!

"Not seeing anyone right now." D.C. muttered without looking away from the screen of her desktop.

Knock, knock, knock!

"Still not seeing anyone right now."

Knock, knock, knock!

She glanced away from the screen to glare at the blind-covered glass window of her office door.

"Go away!" She went back to typing up emails.

"I'm not leaving until you explain yourself!" Delaware's voice echoed behind the door.

The capital ignored him. She thought he would give up after a while, but she shouldn't estimate the First State.

Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock...!

She slammed her palms on her desk as she got up from her seat. She stomped over to the door, and opened it. Delaware pushed her aside before she could tell him to go away.

"I'm currently busy right now," she muttered as the young man sat himself in a chair in front of her desk.

"This won't take long," he grumbled.

The capital scowled. Reluctantly, she closed the door. She went back to her desk and sat back in her chair. She grabbed her white mug full of "Tears of Disappointed Constituents" off a black coaster on her desk, taking a swig of coffee before letting out a deep breath.

"How was the meeting?"

He shrugged. "Oh, you know. The usual. York and Jersey nearly killed each other. Ohio got a black eye. Montana made a hole in the ceiling. Oh, yeah. It went perfectly well."

"You don't hide your sarcasm very well." She sipped her coffee.

"Four...freaking...hours. Not a phone call. Not a text. Not even a pigeon. You forced me to host a meeting just so you can spite me."

"And?"

"You are the most villainous person I ever met."

"I take that as a compliment."

He narrowed his eyes. "Why did you skip out on this meeting?"

"Didn't Wash give you my message?"

"I apologized!" he shouted. "You knew it was an accident!"

"Yeah. And Arizona covering my chair with Gorilla Glue is an accident." She sipped her coffee.

He infuriatingly shook his head. "Why are you doing this?"

"What do you mean?"

"Don't play coy with me."

"Adam. I've been doing this for over two hundred years. I need a break once in a while."