"LET'S GET IT, MY DUDEBROS!!" Colorado yelled into the microphone, causing many people to put their hands over their ears in an attempt to block out his bullshit.

"FUCK YEAH, LET'S GET IT!" Indiana responded from the front of the room, running up to Colorado and grabbing the other mic.

"ME AND INDI ARE GONNA BLOW Y'ALL'S MINDS, SO GET READY!" He shouted.

"MUSIC, HOE!"

Idaho blinked and reluctantly pressed a few buttons on the speaker. The instrumental to a song began to play, and the lyrics popped up on the TV screen.

"Yuh."

"BREAKFAST AT TIFFANY'S AND BOTTLES OF BUBBLES," Colorado screamed. Some started to groan but others were entertained by the duo. Indiana raised an eyebrow, as this was not the song they had initially decided on.

"Girls with tattoos who like getting in trouble," Indiana sang confusedly. It didn't sound bad at all, but Colorado...

"LASHES AND DIAMONDS, ATM MACHINESSSS,"

Missouri began passing bottles of alcohol around, and the states started to cheer. A bottle was passed to Colorado, who took a swig before going back to screeching like a dying donkey.

"YOU LIKE MY HAIR? GEE THANKS, JUST BOUGHT IT,"

"Rado, that's not the line," Indiana said.

"I SEE IT, I LIKE IT, I WANT IT, I GOT IT."

"Rado."

"WEARING A RING, BUT AINT GON BE NO MISSUS"

"Rado, please."

"Shush, Indiana, let me be a pop star."

She just shook her head and set the microphone down. Missouri offered her a beer, which she quickly took and downed, sitting on the floor.

When the song was finally over, Colorado came skipping off the stage with a big grin plastered on his face.

"Maybe I should grow my hair out." He thought out loud.

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"Nnnoooooo..." Maryland groaned while Virginia attempted to drag her out of her seat and onto the stage.

"Mar, c'mon! It'll be fun!"

"I don't wannaaaaaa~" Maryland protested, swatting Virginia's hands away. She rolled over on the couch so she was lying face-down and away from her sister.

"Mar," Virginia said.

Eventually, she shook her head and grabbed Maryland's shoulders. She rolled her over on the couch and then pulled her up. Maryland squirmed and flopped around in an attempt to protest, but it was no use. Her limbs were flimsy and out of control, and her head was spinning.

She's drunk! Virginia realized.

"Stay here." She told Maryland, who squinted at her for a moment before nodding.

Virginia began walking out of the room, dodging a mix of her drunk siblings, flying beer bottles, and confetti poppers.

'Mr. Breakfast. Mr. Breakfast. Mr. Breakfast.' She internally chanted. She didn't want the little bit of alcohol in her system to finally kick in and make her forget where she was. Then she'd be useless.

As she scanned the hall for Maryland's room, she noticed a light on at the end of the hall. Curious, she followed it and saw it was Alaska and Hawaii's shared room.

"Huh," She thought, slowly pushing the door open.

What she saw instantly brought a smile to her face.

Hawaii had her head on Alaska's shoulder, a content smile resting on her face. Alaska had a pile of flowers in front of him and was quietly and carefully braiding them. Virginia had to bite her lip to not giggle a little.

Alaska, the 6-foot giant, playing with flowers and his big sister? It was very amusing to watch, but it was also adorable. She knew Alaska had a soft spot for Hawaii. He never left her side.

After a few minutes, Alaska smiled triumphantly and held a crown of pink and purple flowers above his head. Hawaii giggled and took it from him, carefully placing it on her head. Alaska grinned and gave her a massive hug, burying his head in her shoulder. She hugged back and sighed.

"If I didn't know you two as well as I do, I'd think you were pulling an Alabama." Virginia blurted out. She clapped a hand over her mouth and let out a nervous chuckle. Her younger siblings released each other and turned to her with annoyed glares. She shrugged and put her hands in her pockets.

"What'cha doing in here, anyway?" She asked.

Alaska sighed and turned to Hawaii.

"He's underage and afraid." She shrugged, ruffling Alaska's hair. He grunted and blew a raspberry at her.

"Aren't we all technically underage?" Virginia questioned. They had the bodies of teenagers but, in reality, were much older, so she wasn't sure if it counted.

"We're also not human." Hawaii countered.

"That's fair."

Alaska pouted and whispered something in Hawaii's ear, who nodded and whispered something back.

"He wants to go watch TV now, you can come with us if you want!" Hawaii smiled and stood up.

"That's okay, I should probably go check on Maryland anyway," Virginia replied.

Shit.

Maryland.

Virginia's eyes widened as she turned out the door and back down the hall, cursing under her breath as she ran. She quickly entered Maryland's room and grabbed a stuffed bear off her bed before dashing back to the main room.

She scanned the room, eyes quickly landing on the couch. Maryland was there, face down on the couch once again. She appeared to be shaking a bit, so Virginia made her way to Maryland's side.

"Hey," She said softly. Maryland rolled over and sniffled, but realizing it was her favorite sibling, she sat up. Virginia handed her the stuffed bear and hummed, observing. The poor state's eyes were red and puffy from crying, and she wiped her nose on the bear every so often.

"Mar, that's gross. What's wrong?" She sat on the couch next to her sister and wrapped an arm around her.

Maryland rested her head on Virginia's shoulder and sniffed.

"My phone." She whined. Her sister furrowed her brow.

"What about it?"

"It didn't plane!" Maryland cried, stomping her foot and pointing to the ground.

"It didn't pl- what?" Virginia paused. She removed her arm and turned her head. There was Maryland's phone lying on the floor a few feet away. It was face down, but definitely damaged.

"I put it on airplane mode, but it didn't airplane!" Maryland exclaimed. She hiccuped, throwing her hands up in the air exasperatedly.

"Dear God, she's still going?" Iowa groaned. "She's been like this since you left!"

"Shut uuuuuuuuup..." A voice groaned. Iowa, Virginia, and Maryland all turned their heads, trying to find a source for the complaint. Suddenly a yellowish-tan-colored hand stuck up and grabbed the back of the couch.

New Jersey hauled himself into an upright position, squinting at the adjustment in lighting. He blew a curl out of his face and glared at the trio.

"I- I'm not even going to ask." Iowa blinked.

"Tell the light to shut up before I make it." New Jersey growled. An arm was raised in an attempt to flip off the sky, but it missed and landed in Iowa's hair.

"LIGHT, SHUT YOUR WHORE MOUTH!"