~[] Statehumans: Unscripted! []~ [A Statehumans story collection by Mars]

Story 10: An old couple and 50 idiots. (Special)

So I changed up my writing a little bit so it's a bit easier to read! :)
(IT'S JANUARY 7TH I'M STILL WRITING THIS AND I WAS ON GOOGLE AND I FOUND THEIR TWITTER SO I WENT ON IT AND I SAW THIS- 2021 COULD NOT BE FUCKING WORSE- Ok rant over but I'm really sad :( also what I'm talking about is at the top)

                                                                           Matt's POV
Britain and France pulled up into America's driveway, looking at the huge mansion. "Alright, what time is it?" Britain checked his watch "it's 10:00 dear." He replied, as he opened the door to the mansion, and boy, was he not prepared for the craziness, that is, the U.S. states.

Hawaii was in Alaska's arms, all because there was a cockroach on the floor, Delaware was on the table screaming "BE GONE THOT!" At the cockroach while spraying it with air freshener, Florida was hugging Pickles the Alligator, Louisiana was trying to cook while the chaos was unfolding, California was making fun of Rhode Island for being short, New York was- I'll let you guess- Listening to Hamilton. Tennessee was trying to play his guitar over the noise, Arizona was sweating, even though the others were freezing, Texas was creeping up behind California... I think you know why... And Pennsylvania was eating her chocolate bar.

Then out of nowhere, the cockroach started flying, and everyone went nuts.

While all of the states were screaming, Britain and France were watching the chaos "I hope it's not too late to go back." France said, in a worried tone. Louisiana noticed France and ran over to her "Grandma France!" Louisiana ran over to France and hugged her. "Now get us out of this mess, please." France grabbed a can of air freshener out of thin air, while Britain looked at her like she was crazy. "Say no more." France walked over to the cockroach and started aggressively spraying it. Eventually, it was just lying there on the floor, and then France dropped a full carton of milk onto it. Then she picked it up with a paper towel and dropped it into the toilet, and then she flushed it.

"Don't worry children, I'm always here if you need me!" France said as she walked over to the kitchen where everyone else was. America walked down the stairs with his bag, where was he going you ask? UN needed some help back at the building, so America was going to come and help him out a bit, while Britain and France watched the states. America would be coming back that night on Christmas Eve and hoping the states hadn't torn down all the decorations, thanks to their chaos. "Guys, you don't have to do this, you know..." America was worried his parents couldn't handle them, but France thought she could, not so much Britain. "Non, Ame, after what you did for me on D-Day, I am proud to give back for you in any way, including handling your states." Ame looked at her awkwardly. "Am I supposed to feel touched by that?" France thought about it for a moment "If you feel like it."

After America got to the doorway, he walked out and got into his car, and drove away. Then (almost) everything was calm. Britain and France were chilling until Texas came sliding down the stairs in a cardboard box screaming "YEE-HAW!" Britain and France just stood there, regretting some of their life choices. "I hope it's not too late to back down..." Britain said, in a worried tone. France still wasn't ready to back down... yet. "Texas, you are just like your father, and when he did stuff like that, I told him to calm down, so please, calm down." Texas looked at her "Well, at least you're calmer than America, partner. He told us we better behave...or else." Texas said "Yikes." France replied. "Looks like Ame made this a little bit easier... in a threatening way."

                                                                                      Delaware's POV
I and Penn put on our hats and coats and then walked over to the door to get our boots. Britain noticed us and asked us where we were going. "Where are you two going?" He asked. "Oh, America said that we could have a girls' night out for once, Finally." Britain was about to say something, but France cut in before he could start. "That sounds nice. Au revoir!" We waved goodbye before we went out the door, and headed for the nearby cafe.

Pennsylvania's POV
Here's the thing: The world is tough. But this cafe was like a literal church to me and Delaware. We went there RELIGIOUSLY. It felt like a blessing to just sit down and get a coffee. And I quote that. We walked in, ordered something, and than sat down. "I know this might be a little early to talk about, but you know how we're graduating this year?" Delaware asked me. "Yea... But we have what we're doing for college sorted out, right?" I replied. "Yea... But I'm just, I don't know... Worried?"

Delaware was always an amazing sister, and best friend, but she was always worried about something. Whether it be big or small, something was always on her mind. "Look, this definitely is something you would be worried about, but it's gonna be ok, and we'll even help navigate each other through it. Promise?" She looked up at me. "Promise. And you can't break it, or you have to let me win in Mario Kart." We had a little laugh there. "Alright, I'll make sure it never breaks. Also, now can I show you these dresses I found on Instagram? It's basically the perfect prom dresses for us!" We looked at the dresses she saw and we both agreed, they were perfect.

                                                America's POV
Finally, I was home. There was still a little bit of work to do, but UN said I should go home so I could spend more time with the states. I got home, and to my surprise, the house was peaceful. Delaware and Pennsylvania were playing a board game, Hawaii and Alaska were watching Christmas movies, California was just scrolling through social media, Texas and Arizona were listening to Tennessee play Christmas songs on his guitar, Louisiana was baking cookies, New York was decorating them, Rhode Island was helping him, and Florida was asleep on the floor with Pickles.

"How did you do this?" Britain and France looked and me, and France just replied, "Christmas magic." I smiled a little bit at what she said, as maybe it was just that. And her being able to take care of me and my siblings when we were young. "Anyway, we're spending Christmas over Canada's this year. So we should get going... to next door." Britain said. "Alright, Merry Christmas, Mom and Dad." I replied as the got ready to walk out the door, and they both looked at me, and they both replied with...

"Merry Christmas."

Hello everyone! Matt here, I hope you had a very Merry Christmas, or if you don't celebrate it, I hope you're doing good as well. I didn't really know what to do with this story... so yea. Next story... I have no idea what to do. It MIGHT be a requested story, but I don't know too much about what I'd do for the plot of the story... so yea. I also forgot to mention, we hit 1k reads! Thank you guys so much! That's why I did this for you guys! Anyway, that's all I have for now, until next time, Matt signing off. Bye!