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So. . . Chapter fourteen. Read on if you dare, people who are still reading this trash!

~Arthur.

The door burst open, and Nexas came in.

"Did we hear gunshots?" Texas asked calmly.

"Yes," Confederacy said impatiently. "Now get back out there to your date already. No one died."

"What happened?" Texas wanted to know.

"Nothing," Confederacy replied. "I just shot the wall."

"What in tarnation?" Texas muttered. "Why did you do that?"

"Never you mind," Confederacy replied. "Maybe New York can figure at least some of it out. But you two, just go back out to your date, 'k?"

The two boys were hesitant, but left anyway.

Confederacy sighed as the door closed, knowing that the two would be asking about it later.

"Do they know?" Hungary asked.

"About Union, America, and I all being one person? No, they don't know that. But New York and England know about the depression."

"England?"

"Yes," Confederacy said, his tone making it clear that he was not going to answer any more questions. "Anyway, I'm going to go back to spying on them, if you don't mind."

Hungary and Japan just nodded. Confederacy pulled some binoculars from his pocket, sat in a chair, and peered through the window to watch his kids. Nexas was kissing.

"Eeeeeeee," Confederacy squealed quietly. Hungary and Japan ran over, and the three (five?) Of them started dancing around quietly while whisper-squealing.

They all stopped dancing suddenly. Japan whipped out a camera and started snapping pictures, while America looked out to make sure that France and England were seeing it too.

What, did you think that America/Union/Confederacy wouldn't bring them along? England came because the Americas asked him too (and because Nexas and Flornia are his grandkids), while France came because he's, well, France. They were sitting in the corners of the restaurant, and were now also taking pictures and videos.

The Americas internally laughed at England's unusual behavior. England didn't usually smile and dance around while taking videos of his grandkids kissing.

(A/N But I am now! Come, buy some pictures from me!)

~°~

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!" Union and America (who was half Allen) squealed as they looked through the screen.

"NEXAS!!!" America/Allen fanboyed.

"FLORNIA!!!" Union fanboyed.

America suddenly glowed brightly. When the light faded, there were three Americas in the Mind instead of two.

Union, America, and Allen looked at each other for a moment, then shrugged.

"NEXAS AND FLORNIA!!!"

~°~

"Ouch," Confederacy mumbled wincing.

"What is it?" Japan asked, not even taking the time to stop taking pictures.

"Nothing," Confederacy said. "America, Allen, and Union are fanboying in my head. They're squealing really loudly. And now, for some reason, there seems to be three of them."

There was a loud squealing next to Confederacy. Confederacy turned and was surprised.

"Tony?!"

"NIDI ANK FIKIA!!!" Tony squealed.

It meant "Nexas and Flornia" in his alien language.

"Who's Tony?" Hungary asked, turning to Confederacy and looking at him worriedly.

That's when Confederacy remembered that his alien friend was imaginary. He must've seemed really weird.

"No one," Confederacy replied. Hungary and Japan (who turned, frowning, to face Confederacy) looked at him doubtfully.

"Never mind," Confederacy said. "I'll just text England to make sure he's seeing this. . . ."

This only made the other two nations more worried, since they could see England fanboying perfectly from where they were.

~°~

America: Hey dude.

Confederacy sat in a chair, knowing fully well that the two other nations' eyes were on him, and propped his legs on the table, crossing them. He grabbed a coffee and drank some of it as he sent his text, then kept his eyes fixed onto the phone screen and tried to ignore the eyes staring at him.

He felt the eyes move away from him.

BLING! Confederacy's phone seemed to scream (even though it was quiet), and a reply popped up on the screen.

Iggyton: Hello. Did something happen? Because I wouldn't think you'd be texting me instead of watching Nexas and Flornia.

Confederacy quickly typed in and sent a reply.

America: Yeah. A lot happened. Hungary looked in my bag, Allen came and America went savage, and now Tony came and started fanboying and now Hungary and Japan think I'm really insane.

There were a few moments as England typed in his reply.

Iggyton: Your alien is a fanboy?

Confederacy let out an exasperated sigh. He felt Hungary and Japan's eyes on him again. Confederacy didn't care as he punched in his reply furiously.

America: England, that is not the point! TheysawmymedicineandheardmetalkingtoTonyandnowtheyknowthatI'maninsanedepressedfreak!

England's reply came immediately.

Iggyton: One moment, America. I have to translate this for the readers.

Confederacy let out a quiet scream and hissed out loud in a whisper-scream: "Wait! Don't translate for - wait, readers? England, what are you even talking abo -"

Confederacy was interrupted by another BLING! for a different texting thing. He looked at it.

Iggyton: Hi, readers! So, the translation for Confederacy's comment: "They saw my medicine and heard me talking to Tony and now they know that I'm an insane depressed freak." I don't think America is a freak though. I care for him like a son, and I want to help him!

America: England, what the h*** are you talking about?

ClassyAmerica: NEXAS!!!

America: AH! What is even going on?!

Iggyton: Why did I get the 4th wall rebuilt earlier? I just have to explain it to America all over again. . . Wait, I accidentally put America into the groupchat!!

America: SOMEONE EXPLAIN WHAT IS GOING ON ALREADY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Iggyton: Were all those exclamation points really necessary? It took forever to type them up for the readers.

America: Yes.

Iggyton: Ugh. Whatever.

ClassyAmerica: FLORNIA!!!

America: Explain, Dad. Now. And ClassyAmerica, I have not idea who you are, but I agree.

ClassyAmerica: NEXAS AND FLORNIA!!!

America: YES!!!

2pxXkAwAiiPAndALUVx: *Fangirls* Nexas! Gayness! Yay! Btw, what gender is Florida?

Iggyton: Gender neutral.

America: I can tell them my kid's gender, thank you very much.

Iggyton: I can tell them my grandkid's gender, thank you very much.

Iggyton: And by the way, I know what you made my name in the contacts.

Iggyton: I do not approve.

Iggyton: Change it now.

America: Okay, okay. Geez. Calm down, dude.

Artieton: Thanks.

Artieton: Wait. . .

Artieton: America, just change my name to something acceptable!

Artieton: I. . .can't. . .

Artieton: No. . .I can't. . . say it. . .

Artieton: Please.

Artieton: I had to say it. I'm a gentleman.

America: *eye roll* Okay, okay. Whatever.

America: Btw, you're no gentleman.

Artieton: JUST CHANGE THE DAM* NAME ALREADY AND DON'T ROLL YOUR EYES AT ME, AMERICA!!!!!

ClassyAmerica: XD

Artieton: CHANGE IT!!!

America: Okay. . .

Dad: *shrugs* This name will work. At least you're not like the Frog and have me on as "The Black Sheep Of Europe" or whatever.

France: Don't call me a Frog, Iggyton.

Dad: I'm never going to lose that nickname, am I?

France: Nope.

America: Hey! I have an idea! I'll give us nicknames too!

Dad: Okay, sure.

American I****: Hi! I love this song:)

Dad: It's a song against yourself. . . .

American I****: Exactly. It's such a true song! :)

Froggy: Is something wrong with your brain, Amerique?

American I****: Of course not. With an IQ as high as mine, how could their be something wrong with my brain?

Froggy: How high could your IQ be, anyway? You're not very smart.

American I****: Go hop off a cliff already, Froggy.

Froggy: Haha. Very funny.

Dad: It's hilarious.

Dad: But Al has a very high IQ.

American I****: 0_0

Dad: What?

American I****: You called me Al.

Dad: Yes, I am aware, Al.

Froggy: I think the world is ending.

American I****: I agree.

Dad: Ugh. Whatever.

Dad: Change your username, America. You're not an I****.

American I****: Yes I am.

Dad: You have an IQ of 1989. You really aren't.

Froggy: 1989?! HOW IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE?!

American I****: . . .

Dad: Al has been through more than you think.

American I****: Dad! Ugh. Now he's going to start asking questions! Meh, at least you didn't mention how you rejected me!

American I****: Dam* it.

Froggy: You're a complete genius, since you just told me.

American I****: Shut it. I'm just really tired.

Froggy: Why are you so tired?

American I****: None of your business.

Dad: ALFRED F. JONES HAVE YOU BEEN STAYING UP ALL NIGHT WALLOWING IN DEPRESSION AND CUTTING AGAIN?!

Froggy: Cutting? Depression? What?

American I****: No.

Dad: ALFRED F. JONES I RAISED YOU, AND I CAN TELL THAT YOU ARE LYING TO ME!!!!!

American I****: How can you tell?! This is a text message.

Dad: Good point. BUT YOU JUST ADMITTED IT!!!!! NOW, EXPLAIN EVERYTHING RIGHT THIS SECOND, AMERICA, OR SO MAY WHATEVER DIVINE BEING THAT MAY OR MAY NOT EXIST HAVE MERCY ON YOUR SOUL!!!!!

Froggy: Depression? Lies? Cutting? Mercy on his soul?! WHAT IS GOING ON?!?!?!?!?!

America: YouseeEngland,Ididn'tsleeplastnigbecauseIdidn'tfeellikeitandbecauseIstayeduplateplayingvideogameswithTonyandIwasdepressedandcuttingbutwhocares,noonecares,sowhyamIeventryinganymoreI'lljustbequietsincenoonewantstohearaboutmyproblemsanywayandnowJapanandHungaryknowbecauseHungarylookedinmybagandsawmyantidepressantsthatdon'tevenworkandIhavewaytoomanysecretsandifyouasksomepeoplethenIt'llallfittogetherlikeapuzzleandyou'llunderstandanything,iftheyactuallyansweryouanddon'tkeepmysecretssecretslikeIwouldwantthemtoandwhyamIwritingallthis,Idon'tknow,butI'mnotgoingtoeraseitbecauseittooktoolongtowritetoturnbacknowit'slikethatpoemIwrotebecauseIwritelotsofpoemsandI'mjustgoingtostoptalkingsinceConfederacyandIamtoandgoatseeUnionatinMindorAmerica

Dad: I have to translate that.

Dad: Never mind. If you want to know, you'll do it yourself. Sorry.

American I****: I pretty much said that last night I was depressed and cutting and playing video games with Tony and then today I got mad and then Hungary decided to look in my bag and she saw my antidepressants. Then I said something about Confederacy, America, Allen, and Union, but that doesn't matter. :)

Dad: Confederacy? Allen? America? Union? What?

American I****: Nothing. Now we should get back to watching Flornia and Nexas.

ClassyAmerica: NEXAS!!! OTP!!!

~°~

England or France probably replied, but Confederacy turned off his phone and threw it at the ground as hard as he could before they could. The phone shattered to pieces.

(A/N *rebuilds 4th wall* Okay, I think I'm going to keep the 4th wall a while. Only I can get in and out.)

Hungary and Japan turned to look and see what happened. They stared at America.

"Did you seriously just do that?!" Hungary asked. "You still need to take pictures and videos of the yaoi!"

Confederacy pulled out another phone from his bag. "This one has a different phone number," he said. "That means they can't ask any questio-"

The door opened quietly, but it still made Confederacy stop talking for a moment.

He saw France and England standing in front of the door that they had just quietly closed.

Union, Confederacy, Allen, and America cursed.

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END OF THE CHAPTER!!!!!

I hope you liked it!

~Arthur.