After years of keeping them hidden America decided that he wanted to world to know of his awesome states (...and also the not so awesome ones). However, the states were quite happy with staying hidden. None of them really felt like meeting the nations and, so, when their father proposed the idea to them, they all had similar responses.

"Fuck no" said Texas.

"Nopey-nope" giggled Hawaii.

"Um...no? I think" slurred a drunk Nevada.

"No way!" said California, shaking her head rapidly.

"Are you insane?" laughed Florida. "I'd much rather prefer to relax on my beach!"

"No thank you" sighed Maryland.

"...What are nations, again?" blinked Kansas.

Alaska breathed in deeply and gave a small, jerky, shake of his head.

In the end, New York was the only one who agreed to come along. America was quite thrilled about this because New York had always been one of his favourites (he'd never admit this to his other kids but they'd all pretty much figured it out anyway) so it would be pretty awesome to introduce him to the other nations and show them what an awesome kid he had. But he couldn't take just New York. He needed an entourage!

And so he decided to pull out the bribes.

...

The first call was made to Hawaii.

Hawaii was America's little angel. She was perfect in every way; tiny and adorable, with perfect little golden curls, wide blue eyes and dimples. She was perfectly well mannered and everyone around her seemed to adore her.

Of course this was only America's opinion - in everyone else's eyes, Hawaii was a blonde-haired demon with eyes that burned with the fires of hell.

America dialed his daughters number and waited for a few moments, listening to the ringing on the other line. Finally the phone was picked up and a soft, angelic voice met his ears.

"Hello?"

"Hey Princess!" America beamed.

"Daddy!" Hawaii squealed.

"Guess what Princess?" America said, deciding to get straight to the point. "Remember what I said about wanting you and your siblings to meet all the other Nations?"

"...Yes" Hawaii said, after a moment, her voice full of hesitance. "But Daddy...I don't want to go!"

"Daddy loves you very much" America said, trying to keep the tremor out of his voice as he said his next words. "Do you want him to keep loving you?"

There was silence over the other line for a moment.

Then Hawaii burst into loud, noisy, hysterical tears.

"No!" America cried, horror coating his tone. "Baby girl, Daddy didn't mean it! He was only trying to bribe you! Don't worry pumpkin, Daddy will make it up to you! He'll get you whatever you want!"

Hawaii hiccuped. "I w-w-want a g-g-gold n-necklace!"

"Done!" America said, quickly, ready to do anything to appease his distressed daughter.

"And a new dolly!"

"Done!"

"And a robot!"

"I'm messaging Japan about it as we speak!" America said, not even considering how ridiculous his daughter's request was.

"And no more brussel sprouts for the rest of eternity!" Hawaii continued to list, the sadness completely gone from her voice, replaced by glee. Of course America was oblivious to it.

"Well have I ever made you eat brussel sprouts?" he demanded.

"I want a doggie too!" Hawaii added.

"...um. A dog? Really?" America laughed, nervously. "Sweetie, I don't think that's a very good idea..."

"I WANT A DOGGIE!" Hawaii screeched.

"Alright!" America cried. "I'll get you a dog! Whatever you want!"

Hawaii giggled. "Thank you Daddy" she said, happily. "I can't wait to meet all the other countries. Do they give nice presents?"

"Uh..." America said. "I'm not so sure about that, Princess -"

There was the sound of angry breathing on the other line.

"...Hawaii?" America said, hesitantly.

The breathing stopped, abruptly. "See you later Daddy!" Hawaii said, in a cheerful voice.

The phone hung up.

...

Next on the list was Maryland. Despite the sound of the name, and the assumption that Maryland would be a girl, he wasn't.

And boy, did he get hell for it.

"Hello?" Maryland's voice sounded through the phone.

"Hello Mary" America beamed.

"DAD!" howled Maryland. "Not you too! Goddammit, why does everyone call me Mary?!"

"Because your name is Maryland" America snickered. "You have a girls name."

"DAD!"

"Guess what, Mary" America continued. "You're going to come with me to meet all of the countries!"

"...No thanks" Maryland replied, in a tone that suggested he was speaking through gritted teeth. "I don't need more people to laugh at the fact that I ended up stuck with a name that sounds like it belongs to someone with completely different genitals."

America snickered once more. "You mean a girl."

"DAD!"

"Come with me and I'll look into changing your name" America said.

Maryland went silent for a moment. "You're lying" he said, finally. "You're having me on. You'd never do that!"

"I swear" America said.

"I don't believe you" Maryland said, firmly.

"I swear on Abraham Lincoln's grave!"

Maryland once again fell silent, considering this statement. "Alright, fine" he said, finally. "I'll come - that is, if you swear."

"Oh come on, Mary!" America laughed, ignoring his son's indignant splutter. "When have I ever lied?"

He hung up he phone.

"Sucker..." he snickered, setting the phone on the table. "I can't believe he actually thinks I'm going to let him change his name."

...

Next up: Texas.

Texas was, well...a quite violent State. With pretty much everyone; even those who were unlucky enough to be thought of as friends by him. The only ones who managed to avoid his wrath were Alaska (who he found just plain creepy) and Hawaii (who he found even creepier).

America liked Texas. He thought the guy had serious guts; and all hero's needed guts! Sure, he had a few anger management problems at times (cough, cough) but he was working on them (of course, America had been thinking this for the past few decades...).

America dialed his sons number and listened to the sound of ringing for a moment.

"Hey Tex!" he greeted, once the phone had been picked up.

"Hey Dad" Texas greeted. "What's up?"

America didn't waste any time getting to the point (and the bribing).

"Come with me to meet the countries and I'll let you shoot Maryland." He felt a bit guilty about saying this (probably less than he should have felt) but he wasn't serious...and, well, it wasn't like Maryland could die.

Texas was silent for a moment. "Which one's Maryland again?"

"The incredibly gullible one with the glasses and the annoying voice" America replied.

"...Ain't that you?"

"Haha" America said, sarcastically, rolling his eyes. "Very funny."

"...No seriously, ain't that you?" Texas' tone suggested that he was completely serious.

"MARYLAND!" America exclaimed. "THE ONE WHO SOUNDS LIKE HE SHOULD BE A GIRL BUT ISN'T!"

"Ooooh, that guy!" Texas realized.

"Yes!" America said. "Finally. So, what do you say?"

"I get to shoot him?" Texas asked, his voice full of excitement. "Awesome! Throw in New York and we have a deal!"

"Tex!" America protested. "I can't let you shoot New York!"

"Dammit, I thought that'd actually work" Texas muttered, softly. "Okay fine" he said, in a louder voice. "I'll settle with ol' Mary."

"Awesome!" America beamed, before hanging up the phone, and quickly dialing the next number.

...

California picked up the phone almost straight away. From her immediate reply of, "Hey Dad," it was obvious that she had been expecting the call.

"Let me guess" she said. "You want me to come and meet the countries with you?"

"Yeah! How did you know?" America asked, amazed by his daughter's perceptiveness.

"Maryland called me" California replied. "He was whining about the fact that you apparently told Tex that he's allowed to shoot him, or something like that."

"Yeah...that sounds pretty accurate" America laughed.

California sighed. "Dad" she said, disapprovingly.

"I didn't think Texas would take it seriously!" he said, defensively.

"...Dad, it's Texas" California pointed out.

"Well, yeah..."

"So" California sighed. "I suppose you're going to try and bribe me too?"

America laughed, rubbing the back of his neck with one hand. "Haha...what makes you say that?"

"Let me hook up with any of the countries and you've got yourself a deal" California said.

"Cali! What sort of father do you think I am?!" America asked, indignantly.

"I don't know" she laughed. "Why don't you ask Maryland."

"...He doesn't count" America said, awkwardly.

"Dad" California laughed. "How desperate are you to have me come along?"

America went silent for a moment. "...Just not Russia" he finally begged. "Please not Russia."

"Well you don't have to worry about that" California replied. "That guy looks way too much like Alaska for my taste."

"Oh..." America frowned, still not completely happy with the deal. But he decided to take what he could get. "Okay. Bye."

"Bye."

The phone hung up.

...

"Hey Nevada!" America greeted, to the next person he called; the wonderful state of booze, gambling and strip clubs.

"Hey" Nevada slurred, drunk as usual.

"Nevada, I'll pay of all your gambling debts if you come with me to meet the countries."

"...Fuck yeah" slurred Nevada."

...

There was one final name of America's list...and it was the one he'd been stalling with. The one he was most hesitant to call.

He listened to the ringing on the phone for a while, noting how long it was taking for the phone to be picked up. Perhaps there was no one home...

...The sound of breathing alerted him to someone on the other line.

"Hey, my little Russia-Look-Alike" America said, shuddering slightly as he said the words. "Guess what?"

The sound of breathing continued.

"You're going to come with me to meet the Nations!"

A slight intake of breath and then more steady breathing.

"Now don't be like that!" America frowned. "You haven't even heard what I'm going to give you if you come along!"

A momentary pause and then more breathing.

"That's right!" America beamed. "A new moose! Your old one is starting to look a bit shabby."

One breath. Two breaths.

"What, nothing to say?" America demanded. "Is my moose to good for you? Do you think you can do better? Well then...STOP ACTING LIKE THAT COMMIE-BASTARD, ACT LIKE ME, I'M THE COOL DADDY!"

More breathing.

"Oh shut up" America growled. "You're getting a moose whether you like it or not. And you're coming with me."

There was the sound of a deep breath being taken.

"...Bye Alaska" America said.

...

So, these were the states America had in tow when he burst into through the doors of the World Conference building, shouting: "MY FELLOW NATIONS - THE HERO IS HERE, AND WITH HIM, HIS AWESOME AND COMPLETELY HEROIC STATES!"

He paused and shot a glance at Maryland, who was staring at the gun in Texas' pocket with frightened eyes; at the blank-faced Alaska, who stood still, breathing softly; and at Nevada who was drowning his ever-present sorrows with a bottle of Jack Daniels.

"Well, uh...most of them are awesome."

...

AN:

Review please? XD