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Farthest North

Chapter 11 - The Second Meeting

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The second meeting had ended some time ago, but America was still in his seat. He stared at the empty space where Alaska had stood, dumbfounded. Not only was she one meeting closer to being a Country, but most everyone was agreeing that she should become one. Even U.N. himself mumbled something along the lines of 'thank goodness' when the vote was cast. America had no say, her being his State. This was her decision, and his vote may sway the whole of the congregation. He wanted to scream his say so badly though.

"Absolutely not! It's a terrible world out here!"

He wanted to keep her safe from those who wanted her out of his protection. North Korea was already creating plans of his own to go against her, having heard something of three military bases already established on her land.

His head began to throb, forcing the man to lay it on the cool, polished wood of the desk. He stared at his faint reflection, swearing that he could see his 50 waver to 49, but he blinked, and it was gone. He wondered if this would cause his other States to revolt, claim independence, want out of some sort of unrealized abuse...

He was a good father, right?

He did his best with at least his 49 other States, right?

"The States!"

America burst from his seat, running out the door and through empty hallways, dashing down the stairs with his coat flying behind him as he tried to put it back on. He had left the States at home, not wanting to have to deal with vertigo and trying to find each one in their designated lands. The star clad patriot had made it a block from the meeting hall when he heard keys in his pocket, remembering he had driven there... no, bad idea in his state of mind. Instead he used his ring, despite the pounding headache equivalent to a gunshot roaring through his skull.

Standing on the front porch, America slowly opened his door after unlocking it, peering into the foyer of his mansion. He saw little Virginia staring back.

"Are you okay?" the young girl questioned, looking at her father curiously, and somewhat skeptically.

"DAD HELP!"

America jumped as Tennessee latched onto his leg, her little hands like glue as she refused to let go in her panic.

"What's the matter?" he looked at her with a panicked expression.

"Texas is making flapjacks again!" she screeched, and the father rolled his eyes.

Oh dear.

"Just because he burnt the last batch doesn't mean he's going to-"

"Someone get the fire extinguisher!"

He heard Arkansas holler, and immediately protective father mode was activated as America limped down the hall into the kitchen, finding Texas spluttering on a stool as Georgia tried to fan the smoke out the kitchen window.

"You guys, what did I say about cooking while I'm not here?" he questioned, "And without your apron?"

The five States look to their feet, even Tennessee as she let go of her father's leg.

Three others came back into the kitchen, each with a fire extinguisher, freezing once they realized America was home. Mississippi set his tool down, while North and South Carolina held theirs until America sighed, shaking his head.

"We just wanted to make you feel better..." Arkansas shuffled a foot, "you know... since... little sis is leaving and all."

The rest of them nodded with a whimpering of 'mm-hm', a symphony of apologetic children.

"You guys-"

"We found the oranges!" Louisiana, Alabama and Florida came with great big smiles at their victory, only to frown at the sight of the kitchen, and a very amused America.

"Orange juice, Florida?" He chuckled, and the State nodded with a shrug and bashful smile, "Come here you guys," he opened his arms for a hug from his States, each running to him with big goofy smiles, mostly relieved that they weren't in trouble, "Thanks."

"Anything for our pops!" Alabama grinned, earning a poke from America as they all giggled.

He wanted to share these moments with Alaska too...

(*)

~.~

"Isn't it exciting?" Japan bounced, "One more meeting, and you'll be a full fledged Country!"

Alaska remained sober as she nodded with a small smile, and Germany leaned in his seat to peer at the State.

"Some-ting zhe matter?" he questioned, ignoring the drunken snoring of a very much so dead to the world Russia.

"I just... wish I could be as excited as you guys," she gave a melancholic smile, "I feel no pain from it, but America..."

A solemn silence fell on the group, Canada breaking it as he sighed.

"He'll be fine," the syrup loving Country assured, "in no time at all, we'll have to get a sixth seat so you can join our usual get-togethers."

Alaska's smile widened as she thanked the group, earning a loud and obnoxious 'velcome' from Russia as he looked up for the two seconds it took to say it. The group laughed, and Alaska agreed to take Russia to his house once they finished up their last conversation, Germany giving her a small 'thank you', since he didn't have to return the drunkard to his house once again.

Fishing through Russia's pocket, Alaska found his ring, and told him to think of his living room. Not the best tactic but she couldn't use his ring, neither could any other Country. The man sloppily threw it, and Alaska was glad he at least thought of his house, coming up to the front porch as she carried him like a sack of potatoes. She checked the door. Locked. Sighing, Alaska rummaged through her little brother's pockets, failing to find his house keys.

"If only you were as trusting as Canada," she huffed, knowing he didn't lock his door at all.

"Dhat's probably my fault."

She froze at the voice of USSR, a familiar, painful sound.

"Father," she greeted curtly, and he nodded with a soft smile that put her on edge.

"Best you come in before eidher of you catch cold," he warned, making Alaska huff.

"Said the Country who always needed an extra parka when you visited."

"Touche," he tipped his Ushanka, old and somewhat matted.

Alaska dragged Russia in, setting him on the couch.

"Risking anodher treasonous act for family?" he questioned with a sly expression, earning a sour one in return.

"The second meeting was today," she announced, "As of an hour ago I am allowed to meet whomever I please without the possibility of a penalty from my Country."

The Eskimo fixed her parka before turning on her heel to walk out, only to be stopped by the slamming of the front door in her face.

"Do not dhink I am blind," he growled, "dhese Countries see an innocent State. Have dhey seen your past?"

Alaska trembled, an old fear creeping back up into her spine as it prickled in remembrance of countless broken vodka bottles piercing her skin. She growled, hating this power he has over her while in truth he lost it all.

"Dhey have seen vhat dhey are villing to see," the woman glared back, pushing her father out of the way before he could block the door completely, "I find Russia vith vun mark on his body," she held up a threatening finger, "I vill kill you myself."

And with that, she stormed off, flipping the hood of her parka over her head to keep out the biting wind that had grown.

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*These are/were the infamous Confederate States

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