Bottle up Some Hope

Late...

Alberta's POV

I sat listening as We didn't Start the Fire played on my headphones. Sure it was older but that didn't mean it wasn't good anymore. I would've preferred Sweet Dreams at the moment but I'm out of skips and was too lazy to buy Spotify Premium. Switching my pencil to my left hand, I added a pupil to one of the dragon's eyes. I leaned back to examine my drawing. It was a huge roaring dragon with six eyes, at the base there was a knight lifting a feeble sword bravely over his head. I suppose it's good, gonna have to add shading though, making a mental note I stretched up and cracked my back, wishing I didn't break my collar bone multiple times. Satisfied with the loud pop from my back cracking, I finally heard the knocking at my door. I walked over to the door, setting my headphones on my shoulders, I opened it to a very annoyed Saskatchewan. I rocked back, dodging the angry slap from my twin sister. I blinked and stared at her, opening my mouth to speak, "What the hell was that for, Sasquatch?"

Saskatchewan scowled, crossing her arms over her chest, "I've been knocking for five minutes!"

"Oops, I couldn't hear you. Music was on too loud." I gestured at my headphones.

"Oh, anyways, where's my bunny hop?"

I smiled at my twin, amused at how fast her emotions changed from pissed to calm. I loved my twin sister and if it ever came to it, I would break away from Canada and go to war for her. I didn't want to be at war with any of America's states, and I knew they wouldn't go to war with us. Long story short, I wouldn't be in any wars. I reached up and scratched my chin, "I put it in the dryer an hour ago, should be ready by now."

"Thanks, Al." Sure if anyone else called us Al or Sasquatch, they'd be on the ground with a broken nose in ten seconds flat. Me and Saskatchewan were considered the least Canadian, especially me. So what if I wrote my words like the states, it was faster without all the extra u's. Saskatchewan started to walk away when she yelped and smacked herself on the head, turning around with a worried and guilty expression on her face. "Weren't we supposed to meet up with everyone half an hour ago to call Ame and Nada?"

I stared at my sister before I started swearing.

Nobodies POV 

Canada and America watched the P.T.S (Provinces, Territories, and States) wait, annoyed at how late Alberta and Saskatchewan were. Hawaii waited worriedly at the door waiting for her close friends, even though it was common of the twins to forget about meetings or skip them altogether. True, they always showed up to Canada's and America's checkup calls. It was also true they were never late for their checkup calls. Alberta probably just got drunk and was hungover again. In one corner the three territories (Northwest, Yukon, and Nunavut) played an interesting game that focused on balance. Californa was in the corner updating his Instagram, while Florida watched over his shoulder. Texas was ranting to about 20 different states, while Alabama was the only one listening. It was impossible to list what the fifty states, the three territories, and the eight remaining provinces were doing because when you got through ten, the first five were doing something different, except for Idaho who fell asleep in a chair from Texas's ranting about the rodeo.  When Canada politely cleared his throat, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the huge screen on the wall. Except for Idaho, who was snoring away. Canada looked at the P.T.S and asked, "Can someone call Alberta or Saskatchewan please?"

Californa immediately started tapping away on his phone, giving everyone a thumbs up and mumbling, "Got it."

Just as Cali lifted up his phone to his ear, the door banged open revealing an out-of-breath Alberta and a somehow pristine Saskatchewan. Alberta staggered through the door before falling over trying to catch his breath. Stepping over him, Saskatchewan approached Ontario and started talking without taking a break or breath, "Omigoshwearesosorry!IwaslookingformybunnyhopandAlwassketchingandIdidn'twannadisturbhim! Wedidn'tmeantothistime, HONEST!"

When she finished spitting out the words, Al mumbled, "Sasquatch, speak English,"

It took about ten minutes to calm down the guilty twins and hear their side of the story. Everyone wanted to get a little mad at the two but the way they hung their heads and the way Saskatchewan's lip trembled, no one could find it in their hearts. That is until Idaho woke up, pissed at them for making him have to listen to Texas' rant for twenty minutes.

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For those who don't know, a Bunny hop is Saskatchewan slang for sweater. Could you guys leave suggestions for ships between the states and genders? The only one's I've decided on is that Hawaii is a girl and Cali is a guy