The American Plan (What do you mean there's no plan?!?!?!) An Hetalia Fanfiction

Chapter 8: Meet Your Personifications

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Talking = "_"

Native American = {_}

P.O.V Confederacy/South

"Why are we here again, Alfred?" I asked, turning my head to the side to look at him. "Because, the Continental Congress is meeting again today, Jayson! And I want to be there!" he said, his eyes bright with mischief and wonder. I shook my head at his excitement as we walked to the meeting building, he was easily able to get us in with a little persuasion.

We went straight for the rafters of the meeting room before anyone could see us. As we got situated the Continental Congress started to file in, they were chatting with each other but you could easily see who was against and for each other. They were called into order and everyone sat down.

As the first question was asked the room turned into chaos, they were squabbling and screaming at each other. Náhookos and I had to lean on each other for support as we tried to stifle our laughs, "They're like children fighting over toys!" Náhookos whispered. We had to hold back more laughter from that fitting mental image. We didn't hear the soft crack of the beam we were sitting on over the loudness in the room.

"ORDER, ORDER!!" the judge said slamming his gavel down on the wooden plate. All the delegates quieted down, "We need a Personification!!" one of the southern delegates screamed. Shouts of agreement rose up from the crowd at that, George Washington stood up this time, "We haven't found one at all." "So were doomed to fail!!!" one of the delegates screamed, Náhookos and I looked at each other, it's probably time to get out of here. We started shifting to the middle of the beam, "We don't know that," Ben Franklin replied, "What it's not like they're going to fall from the ceiling!!" another screamed. 

We got to the middle and a loud crack sounded around the room, Náhookos and I looked at each other in an Uh oh expression, then we dropped. I felt something pierce through my stomach as dust surrounded us, I was so shocked I reverted back to Tribal language. {Great going, Náhookos!!} I said, {How is this my fault!?!?!} he replied.

{You decided to come here and drag me along!!!}

{SO!!!! I wanted to come and see how the meeting would go!!} the dust started to settle around us, letting the delegates see us, we paid no mind to them, caught up in fighting.

{WELL, IT LOOKS LIKE THAT MEETING WENT REAL WELL!!!!} I screamed.

{WELL, SOOORRY!!! NOW GET OFF OF ME!!!} he yelled back at me, I got off of him and the pain in my stomach became more prominent.

{Well look at that, I've been impaled,} I said as I looked down, seeing a piece of wood sticking through my stomach, and the way it was feeling all the may threw. Náhookos let out a huff, {Don't be a baby about it,} he yanked the piece of wood out, I let out a surprised yelp, he glanced at me, trying to make sure I was actually ok, it started healing instantly.

I saw a piece of wood sticking out of his arm, 'Pay back time!!!' I let out a sickly sweet smile, he shifted nervously, {What?} I just smiled. I grabbed his arm and yanked the chunk of wood out, it was his turn to yelp, I gave a self satisfied smirk as it started to heal too. But then I realized there was more than one yelp that had come with both of ours. I turned around to look at the room, the delegates were there standing shell shocked and looking at us with wide eyes. I turned to look at Náhookos, he had noticed by then, "Ummmm, H-hi," he said hesitantly raising the arm that had just had the piece of wood sticking out of it perfectly healed.