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Tennessee walked into his dorm and stood in the doorway for a few moments. He was somewhat surprised and unsure if he was disappointed or not to find himself on his own. For the time being he could sleep in or stay up however late he wanted as long as he made it to class. There was plenty of space and he got first dibs on which bed to take. It wasn't bad at all, but it was kind of lonely.

Andrew slung his duffel on the bed closest to the window and began to unpack. Transferring into a school after the semester had begun was not fun and he cringed to think of the assignments teachers would require for him to catch up. He was already longing for his farm.

"Well, guess I'd better make the best out of it," Tennessee mused as he opened his bag and nearly jumped out of his skin when something pink and unwanted popped out. "Violet!?"

The piglet looked up at him with her expectant, doe eyes and seemed very pleased with herself. Andrew frowned at the stowaway and wondered if pets were even allowed on campus.

"You're going to get me in trouble," Tennessee decided as he snagged the piglet and unceremoniously dumped her out the window. He ignored the squee of despair and alarm and didn't even bother to check what floor he was on. Knowing Violet, that wouldn't be nearly enough to kill nor dissuade her from stalking him.

"That reminds me... I'm kinda hungry," Tennessee mused and decided it would be a good idea to check out the layout of the school and perhaps grab a snack before he finished unpacking.

Tennessee couldn't resist the small blush on his cheeks as he returned back to his dorm. His mind was still partially reeling from the fact he was going to the dance with a girl. Not escorting one of his sisters to be polite, but a real date with someone who had no relation to him in any way. They had only just met but Seychelles seemed so nice and completely different from what he'd imagined a French state would be like. It might have been jumping the gun asking her to go with him, but Andrew had a good feeling about it. Maybe coming to school wasn't going to be so bad after all.

Andrew stopped once he'd entered the dorm and backed up just enough so he could reread the names on his door.

"Georgia..." he read aloud before wrinkling his nose suspiciously at the sign. It couldn't possibly be his Georgia. Surely not. Georgia hated studying even more than Tennessee did. Maybe it was that country. The one the news once confused him with. It had been more than a little embarrassing when he mistakenly went charging into Georgia's house looking for Russian tanks, and he would not be fooled again.

"Not today, European Georgia, but nice try," Tennessee told the door victoriously as he shut it and started his unpacking.

Andrew froze up in horror and shock when he saw Georgia coming.

Sweet mother of God! European Georgia even looked like his Georgia!

Sensing the trap but unable to prevent it, Tennessee cringed at the hug and wondered just what this monster was trying to pull. How did European Georgia know how to imitate Christian so well? Could he have been stalking his brother? Or, worse, he might have done something to poor Georgia. There was no way Andrew was going to allow that. He twisted out from the hug and darted to get the dropped tomahawk. Andrew's anger and concern only grew when he realized this was definitely Christian's weapon.

"Alright, European Georgia, you'd better have a good explanation for this!" he half snarled as he waved the weapon dangerously. "If you did somethin' to George, I'll make you regret the day you were founded!"

Andrew scowled darkly at Christian as he scrutinized every move he made and word he said. It was ironic that Tennessee's over protective tendencies might just be his brother's undoing. After what seemed like an eternity with the tomahawk blade a little too close to a proper striking position for anyone's comfort, the Volunteer State finally lowered the weapon with a sigh.

"George, you scared the crap outta' me," Tennessee scolded as if he was the one who had any right to complain. "What are you doin' here of all places?"

Tennessee could only marvel sadly at Georgia's story and put a hand on his poor brother's shoulder. He smiled even though a very large part of him felt like crying. There was a limit to how gullible someone could be before they were just stupid. Plain and simple.

"Yeah... so... I think we should always walk to class together," Andrew said as kindly as he could without blatantly telling his sibling he thought Christian couldn't be trusted with his own well being. Nations were crafty and after seeing someone as scary as Sweden roaming around Tennessee didn't think he could be too careful. No matter how frustrating Georgia could be, Andrew didn't want to risk him getting hurt.

"Yeah," Tennessee admitted and was a little surprised to hear Georgia wanting to get to class. He tilted his head to the side as he tried to figure out how long it might take them to unpack and get back to the science room. "We'll be pretty late. You don't mind walkin' in on the teacher?"

He belatedly remembered Christian's tomahawk in his hand and offered it back to his brother with a sheepish smile. "Um... Sorry 'bout almost scalpin' you," he said. "Can't be too careful, you know? What with European Georgia out there somewhere imitating you... who knows what some weirdo like that might do?"

He still didn't understand, no matter how many times it had been explained, that the nation Georgia wasn't imitating anyone and it was a coincidence. Honestly, Andrew hadn't even known there was another Georgia until he thought Russia was invading his southern neighbor. Since then he'd been partially convinced the foreigner was some kind of evil twin trying to trick him.

"Are you sure he ain't real? There were pictures..." Tennessee muttered uncertainly. Of course, there were pictures of bigfoot, too, but that wasn't the point. "I mean, the media wouldn't just make up somethin' like that... Why would the news lie to us?"

Andrew looked at Georgia almost like his puppy had been kicked. Surely an American news station wouldn't try to manipulate them like that. Maybe there had been that one time with the USS Maine and the Spanish-American War, but everybody makes mistakes. He had been told there had been a few incidents where the media had sensationalized stories or participated in other war mongering schemes yet he still just couldn't believe the people he relied on to tell him the truth would purposely lie to him. It was their job to be honest, after all. Other countries were probably deceived by their own government controlled news stations, but that could never happen in America. It was unthinkable.