Washington D.C. The capital of the United States of America has a personality that's the complete opposite of the nation. Having been created to manage the country, she constantly works in governmental affairs. Originally starting off small, she has grown very powerful and influential in recent years. As such, she's always busy with little free time on her hands.

In 2015, she refused to host the States Annual Meeting, forcing Delaware to act in her place. He wasn't pleased with her absence, especially after spending four hours in hell. After snacking on two turkey subs, he decided to pay D.C. a "friendly" visit.

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Knock, knock, knock!

"Not seeing anyone right now." D.C. muttered without looking away from the screen of her desktop.

Knock, knock, knock!

"Still not seeing anyone right now."

Knock, knock, knock!

She glanced away from the screen to glare at the blind-covered glass window of her office door.

"Go away!" She went back to typing up emails.

"I'm not leaving until you explain yourself!" Delaware's voice echoed behind the door.

The capital ignored him. She thought he would give up after a while, but she shouldn't estimate the First State.

Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock...!

She slammed her palms on her desk as she got up from her seat. She stomped over to the door, and opened it. Delaware pushed her aside before she could tell him to go away.

"I'm currently busy right now," she muttered as the young man sat himself in a chair in front of her desk.

"This won't take long," he grumbled.

The capital scowled. Reluctantly, she closed the door. She went back to her desk and sat back in her chair. She grabbed her white mug full of "Tears of Disappointed Constituents" off a black coaster on her desk, taking a swig of coffee before letting out a deep breath.

"How was the meeting?"

He shrugged. "Oh, you know. The usual. York and Jersey nearly killed each other. Ohio got a black eye. Montana made a hole in the ceiling. Oh, yeah. It went perfectly well."

"You don't hide your sarcasm very well." She sipped her coffee.

"Four...freaking...hours. Not a phone call. Not a text. Not even a pigeon. You forced me to host a meeting just so you can spite me."

"And?"

"You are the most villainous person I ever met."

"I take that as a compliment."

He narrowed his eyes. "Why did you skip out on this meeting?"

"Didn't Wash give you my message?"

"I apologized!" he shouted. "You knew it was an accident!"

"Yeah. And Arizona covering my chair with Gorilla Glue is an accident." She sipped her coffee.

He infuriatingly shook his head. "Why are you doing this?"

"What do you mean?"

"Don't play coy with me."

"Adam. I've been doing this for over two hundred years. I need a break once in a while."

"Skipping an important conference isn't a break. It's irresponsible. It's a poor excuse."

She shrugged. "Either way, the meeting was a success in my absence. So, what's the problem?"

"The problem is you not taking your job seriously!"

"I do take my job seriously." She sipped her coffee.

"If you did, you wouldn't have skipped out on this meeting," he pointed out.

"What are you going to do about it?"

"I'm going to tell America about your misconduct." He crossed his arms.

"Don't worry. He already knows."

His brown eyes grew large. "What?"

"We had lunch together while the meeting was going on. We discussed preparations for the upcoming Thanksgiving feast at the White House and all sorts of stuff"

"You gotta kidding me," he groaned.

"Is that all? I have work to do."

Delaware stood up from the chair. "You're an evil woman." He glared.

"Dastardly evil." D.C. smirked.

"I don't mean that in a good way." He stomped out of her office.

She waved. "Have a nice d-"

The door slammed shut before the capital could finish her sentence.

She placed down her mug back on the coaster, returning her fingers back to the keyboard. In midst of typing, she stopped for a brief second.

"He's probably going to find some way to get his revenge on me." She thought over such a possibility before continuing to type like nothing happened. "Oh well. He's going to probably fuck it up anyway," she muttered to herself.

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Washington D.C.

Nickname: The Capital of the World

Human Name: Winifred Washington (sometimes nicknamed either Winnie or D.C.)

Gender: Female

Age: 19

Foundation Date: Congress passed the Residence Act on July 9, 1790 that approved the creation of a capital.

Name Date: September 9, 1791

Hair Color: Pure Black

Eye Color: Midnight Blue

Notable Traits: Dark skin. Always keeps her hair short; sometimes adorning her hair in a short ponytail or small bun. Slightly tall in height. Business attire almost all the time due to government work. Rare to see her in casual clothes although it's mostly while she's at home. 

Favorite Foods/Drinks: Half-Smoke Hot Dogs, Kimchi Ramen, Cupcakes, Oysters, Margherita Pizza, Banh Mi Sandwich, Khachapuri (cheese-filled puff pastry with an egg inside), The Rickey (alcohol), Chicken Wings with Mumbo Sauce, Coffee

Favorites: Museums, Art, American History, Indie Culture and Music, Vacations

Personality: Dutiful and Meticulous. Often undergoes stress due to her vital role in the nation's government although she hides her fatigue. Doesn't tolerate laziness, tardiness, and rudeness, however, she occasionally goes through a period where she gives up her strict act. Known to be an efficient organizer who cannot relax for an hour, having an instinct of anything bad about to happen. Cares deeply for America despite his immaturity and persisting problems; undeniable, patriotic love for the nation.

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Having previously wrote longer, researched chapters, I decided to be lazy, and simply write a short chapter on D.C. being an asshole to Delaware. When I do another D.C. chapter in the sequel, I'll be sure to write about a more detailed topic. Thanks to those for understanding my reasons for creating a short chapter.

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