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

Chapter 18: The Stowaways

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Talking = "_"

Native American = {_}

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P.O.V America/North

"Really? You want me to go with the expedition, Thomas." I asked, raising my eyebrow. "Please Alfred! We need someone like you on the trip! You can keep the soldiers in order if I need to!" Thomas Jefferson, one of my old friends and now president. *Sigh* "I don't know Thomas, I still have the states to take care of," I looked to the side. "Jayson can always take care of them. We need you on this trip, you know this country the best besides Jayson." I thought about it for a little bit, 'I could use some time off from taking care of the kids. Jayson can take care of them for a while.' "Fine I'll do it."

"Perfect! You'll be leaving in five days to meet up with the rest of the expedition at Camp Dubois," he exclaimed, clapping his hands together. 'Of course he was already prepared for me to say yes.' "Here! I'll give you a list and you can pack anything else you deem necessary!" he handed me a piece of rolled up paper, which quickly unfurled itself to at least half my body size. I scanned over it, "Thomas?" "What? Is there more stuff I should have put on there?!" he said panicking, "No, it's just I'm not going to bring all of this." He grabbed the pamphlet from me and looked over it, "Nonsense! You will definitely need everything here!" I gave him a look or as Shádi'ááh likes to call it, my 'resting bitch face.' He gave an uncertain chuckle, "Ok, maybe not everything on that list is necessary! But, some things are!" I grabbed the pamphlet back and looked at it, picking out the first one I saw, "Ok, and what looks like a 20 year supply of bay leaves is necessary?"

He gave me a sheepish smile, "Yes?" *Sigh* 'I'm surrounded by children and idiots.'

(Time Skip to the House)

"You're leaving?!?!" Shádi'ááh exclaimed in disbelief, "I'm not going away forever, just on an expedition!" I tried to reassure. He let out a growl, "What was Thomas thinking! You don't have to go on the expedition!! And if he needed a personification to go so bad he could have just asked me!" he ranted, pacing around the room.

"Shádi'ááh!" he stopped and looked at me, "I know you're worried, but I want to go on this trip and see some of our tribal brothers and sisters again. I need someone to watch the states while I'm gone, and I don't trust anyone else." He crossed his arms and let out a huff, "I'm not worried at all." A laugh escaped me, "Of course you're not! But Thomas needs a personification on this trip and I'm! Going! On! This! Expedition!" I punctuated this by tapping him on the head with my finger at each remark and Shádi'ááh went cross eyed trying to follow it. He let out a sigh, "Fine! But you're telling the states." 'Well that will be harder.'

The states looked up at me with tear filled eyes, "You can't go Mom!" they cried. 'Oh this is hard' I looked to the side where Shádi'ááh was standing with a satisfied smirk, 'He thinks the states will stop me from going?! Nice try!' I got down on a knee and looked at the two ring leaders of the states, Delaware and D.C.