You Have 51 Kids? (Statehumans)

Chapter Two (the one I meant to Publish)

[Still Florida's P.O.V]

I feel slightly lightheaded and lean back on my arms to stop myself from lying back down on the floor. Voices rise from all around me, though they all seem muffled.

A familiar shape rushes to my side and puts his hand up to the side of my head. I attempted to push dad away but he stays by my side and another girl rushes over to me.

Wait...

Is she a cat? I must've hit my head pretty hard...
How am I ever going to explain this? It will completely ruin my reputation if my siblings find out about my childlike fascination with our family. Not to mention the other countries are sure to know about me sooner or later, now.

The cat-girl takes something out of her purse and puts it up to her ear. I'm guessing it's a phone. All the sounds around me are muted and things are starting to blur.
I look back to see dad's mouth moving as though talking to me, but I can't hear whatever it is. And I don't really care.

There's a blur of countries in the background, but before I can focus on who they are, I feel myself start to black out. I grit my teeth and lie on my back, knowing I was going to pass out if I wanted to or not. I might as well give in now.

. . .

I

Blink open my eyes to see a strange figure standing over me.
I know it's not one of my siblings or dad because they are way too tall and have a strange fluffy hat.

As my vision clears I can make out the details on his face. He has three stripes on his flag, the top one being white, the middle one blue, and the bottom one red.

Hold up, where am I!?

I jerk upright, startling the man. I feel my heartbeat in my ears. I'm in a different room, but in a meeting room in the same building, I know that for sure. I see the familiar face of the American Red Cross and push her away from me.

"Who are you?" I snap to the man, breaking off my question as I see his height.
I've been told I'm tall, but this man was tall. He towered over me from where I sat on the floor.

"I am Rrrussia." He held out his hand to help me up. I narrowed my eyes at his thick accent, though inside I was quite relieved. I couldn't tell anyone how many times I've heard dad say that name, so I know he's trustworthy.

I take his hand and stand up, my heart quickening as I remember my siblings. How long had I been out? Are they okay? Did anyone find them? Though I would never let anyone know I'm worried, I'm not heartless like everyone thinks.

"So what's yourrr name?" The Russian asked, making me jump out of surprise.
Dad must not have told anyone about us yet. Wait, where is dad?

"Florida..." I answered uncertainly.

"Good now-" Russia started.

"What where you doing here?" A hostile voice hissed.
I looked past Russia to see a country with an eyepatch. He was only Slightly taller than me, and was giving me a death glare.

"You guys left the front door unlocked," I shrugged, smiling.

The country faltered and glanced at the closed door behind him. "South!" He yelled, annoyed.

"Yeah?" Another country walked into the room and I chuckled.
"Whats so funny?" He asked curiously.

"Its nothing, its just that..." I smiled. "If you're Coca Cola, do you hate Pepsi?"

The first country made a face and looked away, though I could see he was hiding his amusement while as the one he called 'South' didn't seem to know how to react.

"I'm South Korea and this is my brother, North Korea." South said after a moment.

"I'm Florida. And do you know where America is, by any chance?" I added.

"I knew it!" North Korea spat before his brother could speak and stood in front of me. "Do you work for him? What has he told you? What's he paying you?" North grabbed the collar of my shirt.
Out of pure reflex I push him away, and as he loosens his grip on me I kick his legs out from under him and he is lying on the ground on his side.

I feel Russia's hand on my shoulder and I flinch but don't move. Why are all these countries so touchy?

"아야! What was that for?" (Ow!) North Korea snapped at me as his brother helped him up.

"I– have you ever heard of personal space?" I shot back.

Just then the doors to the room open and I hold back a sigh of relief as I recognize dad enter the room. He pauses as he looks at the scene in front of him.