50 states of crazy

Spain da boss and his 8 loving kids

Spain was loving the father life. He's never felt better knowing the fact that he is a parental figure again. Ever since the world meeting at America's place, he's been in close contact with his kids. It turns out that Spain had more kids than just California and Florida. Going back to his conquest days, it turns out that Texas, New Mexico, Arizona, Nevada, Utah, and Colorado were also his!! Who knew right?! Of course, Romano freaked out when he heard the news. Spain? Having 8 kids?! That's a recipe for disaster.

Spain still loved them each though, coming to America time to time to visit his "kids." Spain dragged Romano onto the plane, bouncing in his seat excitedly. Romano roller his eyes at this. "Quit acting like a child you bastard. You see those brats every month." Spain only ignored him, humming happily to himself as the plane took off. He was bringing all his kids gifts! He always does when he comes to visit. Sure, Nevada gambles those gifts away, but it's the thought that counts! Plus, California has introduced Spain to new fashion which he really enjoys. Romano also seems to enjoy the new style that Spain has taken up. Though, he'd never admit it to the Spaniard.

Hours passed by, and the plane finally lands. Spain grabbed Romano's hand and tugged him out of his seat, dragging him off the plane. He ran to the airport lobby and tears welled up in his eyes. There before him stood his kids. "Mis hijas! Mis hijos!!" Spain shouted as he ran and enveloped the eight into a huge hug.

Romano shook his head. It's amazing how worked up Spain gets. He makes it a goal to see the kids once a month! But every month is the same. He drags his ass on a plane for almost a full day and cries, he gets off the plane and sees the bastards and cries, he spends time with them for three days and cries, and finally they go back home to Europe and he cries. Romano's sick of it. He stands back as he lets the family get reacquainted, before he is pulled into the hug by Flora.

Flora smiles warming at him. "Hey Roma!! How have you been!" Romano musters up a smile and hugs her awkwardly. "I've been alright. Now, let's go eat I'm starving." Romano, Spain, and the states all leave the airport to go to the Mexican restaurant they always go to when Spain visits. All the states chat with Spain and Romano, filling them in on all the details they missed while they were away.

"Yeah so Alaska caught dad and England," Arizona cringes as he explains the story. "We told her they were playing twister." Texas bursts out laughing. He's always been a loud mouth. "It was soooooo funny!!! I mean come on!!! Twister!!! Yeah right!!"
Romano cringes. Just like America.
New Mexico shrugged. "Well it's better than destroying her innocence."

"Dude, she still wanted to go in there after! She insisted on playing twister with her," Nevada snorts, "daddies." Utah rolls her eyes. "You're so immature, Nick."

'That's what I'm saying,' Romano thought to himself. Spain only laughed as he bonded with the states. They group finished off their dinner before Nevada wanted to "hit the club." Romano didn't mind. He wanted to remember as little as possible of this evening. They all followed Nevada's lead into the club. "Now this is how you party! Stay here, I'll get you guys drinks," Nick grinned as he sprinted off somewhere.

Colorado glances around unamused. He wasn't much of a party person. He examined the area before finding a nice sofa to go sit down on. Romano, cocked his head and joined him. "So, you're not going to get shit faced with your family?" Romano asked curiously. "Nah, not my thing," Cameron shrugged, "besides, the Broncos are on," he adds as he sticks his AirPods in. Romano looked at him in pure confusion. Broncos are horses? The kids into equestrian? That's odd.

California ran up to Romano and yanked him off the sofa. "Come on, Roma! Don't be a party pooper! Let's dance!" She giggled as she pulled him into the dance floor. Nevada smirked and shoved a drink into Romano's hand, which he took willingly and gulped it down. "Holy hell what was that?! That tasted like ass!" Romano sputtered. Nevada only laughed. "Shit dude you just downed some straight tequila! Party on bro!" He chuckled and disappeared into the crowd. Romano's head started to spin as he danced with California. Was it just him or was the room spinning? Whatever was in that drink is about to knock him on his ass. Romano dragged himself back onto the couch and groaned, laying his head on some person sitting next to him.

"Roma?" Spain asked curiously. Romano glances up at the stranger, seeing the familiar face that he loves and hates at the same time. "Ugh get me out of here bastardo! Your punk of a kid did something to me!" Romano whined. Spain only laughed. "Romano, you weren't supposed to down the whole thing at once!!" Romano only glared at the Spaniard. "I want to go home." Spain shook his head. "Okay we'll get an Uber." Shortly after Spain ordered an Uber, all the kids re-emerged from the crowd.
"Wow, done already?" Arizona grinned at Romano. "Cut the guy some slack!" Flora glared at her brother.

Spain smiled as he helped Romano to his feet. "Alright kids! Uber's here!" All the kids hurried outside and got into the Uber. They all laughed and joked the entire way back to Nevada's house which they were all staying at for the night. 'If this is how this whole week's going to be, I might as well jump off a bridge' Romano drunkenly thought.

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Days passed, and now it was time for Spain and Romano to return home. The Spaniard clung to his kids and sobbed, kissing each one of their precious little heads. Romano rolled his eyes. "Hey! Bastard! The plane is going to take off without us now let's go!" He yelled. Spain sniffled and wiped his eyes. Before waving goodbye to his kids. He sat on the plane and grabbed Romano's hand. "I miss them already, Roma!!! How will I ever survive without them?!"

Romano didn't say a word, only awkwardly rubbed the Spaniard's back. "Shut up and go to sleep bastard. We have about 20 hours to get home and I don't want you bothering me," he stated as he put his sleeping mask and earbuds in.

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Romano and Spain sat on their couch, watching football (which is soccer for all you American folk). Romano smiled to himself. Peace and quiet. Just the way he liked it. Spain nuzzled his face into Romano's neck lovingly. Romano smiled and playfully bit Spain's ear. "Stop it, I'm watching the game, idiota."  The two sat in perfect silence, until the doorbell rang.

Romano frowned. They weren't expecting company. He went to stand before the Spaniard pushed him down onto the couch and kissed him passionately. "I'll get it," he whispered seductively before going to the door. He opened it and gasped.
"SURPRISE!!!!!!" His kids shouted. Spain's eyes lit up. "KIDS!!!!!"

Romano's eyes went wide. This is going to be a long ass three days.

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A three year hiatus. Wow. Okay. But hey, what can I say, your girl is busy. I hope you like this update. I know it's not much but it's something. You guys seem to really enjoy this fic, even though I was legit a fetus when I started writing it. Thanks for showing it some love over the years!! If you guys want to see anything, anything at all legit just let me know. I'd be happy to whip up another chapter for you all.
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