A/N: I don't know if I'll write my full idea with this, but this is based off the idea that Trump just....took DC when he left the White House because 'he's still the president'

Gov had already been running these meetings for about two weeks now and he already wanted to die.

He never understood why DC put up with these meetings for the past year; whenever he heard stories back in Washington about what went down, Gov always felt sorry for what the states put him through, although he secretly always thought he could run them better.

Turns out that was damn near impossible.

It didn't help that half the states didn't trust Gov when he appeared right after Biden's inauguration. A good majority of the states bought his 'DC needed to go away and recuperate after last year' excuse but a few of them, a very select few, didn't believe him at all.

("The small one terrifies me." Gov muttered in IDC's office one day after another failed attempt at having a meeting.

"Blue bucket hat with flamingos?" IDC asked looking up from her laptop. At the Gov's nod, IDC shrugged. "That's Florida, he terrifies us all trust me. He's actually dating DC."

"WHAT?" Gov yelled. "Isn't that wildly inappropriate for DC to be dating one of the states?"

"Oh pal." IDC said with a smile. "I've got some news for you...")

Turns out four of the other suspicious states were also dating DC and Gov was a mixture of impressed that DC could land five boyfriends, and slightly disgusted at the unprofessionalism.

Gov checked his notes from the last meeting as he sat in the kitchen of the Statehouse, waiting for his Uber. It had been another terrible meeting; everytime he tried to call order, Florida overrode him and created more chaos. According to IDC, Florida didn't even respect DC's authority, so this was nothing new ("But aren't they dating?"), but it wasn't just Florida, no one listened. He knew they were eager for DC to get back, as everyone was, but Gov was still part of the government DC or not, and had to be respected.

Gov glanced up at someone coming into the kitchen, and saw Texas making his way to the cabinets looking for a drink. Texas was one of the states that terrified him; not only did he not trust the government ("And yet you're dating one") but he didn't trust Gov's explanation of where DC was. Every week for the meetings it was the same question, where was DC? Why hasn't he called? If he had gone away for his mental health he would've taken his phone. Gov needed to ask IDC how to handle this before Texas demanded he call DC, because if he did, they'd be caught.

Texas got himself a cup from one of the cabinets and filled it at the sink, back turned to the government as said government prayed that his Uber would get there quickly. No such luck, as the southern state turned to Gov, eyes narrowed.

"Where is he?" Texas asked.

"Texas, I told you. He's gone away for his mental health. He'll be back soon." Gov announced.

"You told us that two weeks ago, where the fuck is he?" Texas hissed putting the cup down.

"He--"

"He's not answering his call." Texas announced. "Florida's been trying for a week now and DC hasn't answered." Gov face palmed; he forgot the smaller state could call the others, and of course it worked for DC.

"Maybe he's just so relaxed that he's not answering. Or he's sleeping." Gov suggested.

"Georgia answers when he's sleeping." Texas hissed and Gov groaned. Where the fuck was his Uber?

"Look, I'm telling you the truth. DC went away after your last meeting with him for his mental health. He'll be back, just be patient." Gov begged. Texas crossed his arms.

"Call his phone." Texas ordered.

"Texas you're being ridiculous--"

"Call his cellphone, and let him tell us that." Texas hissed stepping closer to the government. Gov quickly gathered his things, knowing he'd have to make a dash for it if Texas was planning to ambush him.

"IDC has his phone." Gov explained.

"Bull. Shit. That boy would never leave his phone, not even with his sister." Texas pointed out finally face to face with Gov. Gov really didn't know what DC saw in Texas, the state was terrifying and could probably kill him in six different ways. Gov quickly got up, trying to get away.

"I don't know how to keep telling you this but DC is taking a break, he'll be back when--" Suddenly Gov felt his suit jacket getting grabbed and he was thrown up against the cabinets, Texas holding him tightly.

"WHERE THE FUCK IS DC?" Texas yelled.

"TEXAS LET GO--"

"YOU'RE LYING TO US, DC WOULD NEVER LEAVE AND NOT ANSWER HIS PHONE. WHERE THE FUCK IS HE?" Texas demanded.

"What the heck?" A softer voice yelled and Gov felt himself collapse on the floor as Utah and Connecticut both held Texas back.

"Let me go! He knows where DC is!" Texas yelled.

"I know your a hot head but you can't just do that to the FUCKING GOVERNMENT." Connecticut yelled as Gov stood back up. He glanced down at his discarded cell phone blinking that his Uber had arrived.

"Oh now you come...." Gov thought bitterly picking up his phone. Connecticut managed to drag Texas away and Gov started making a beeline for the door when Utah stopped him.

"Gov? You'd tell us if something was wrong with DC, right?" Utah asked and Gov sighed.

"Right now, all we can do is wait until he gets back." Gov announced before leaving the Statehouse, grateful that there was a small bumper in meetings before he'd have to face Texas again.

The truth was, on January 20, IDC left her apartment at eight am for a run and to pick up breakfast leaving her twin brother, DC, asleep in her guest room. She returned with breakfast a little after nine, and found her apartment empty. DC wasn't anywhere in the apartment, in the building, around the mall, or in the government place where the twins worked. No one had seen him come or go and IDC found his cellphone where he had left it on the nightstand before he fell asleep with one last text exchange from one of his boyfriends.

Poppy: I'll try to stop Dia from making this a drinking game but it'll be damn near impossible.

DC: Please do.

The truth was, DC had been missing since at least January 20th, 2021 eight o'clock am.

And they were slowly running out of leads of where he could be.