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The State of Tennessee
☀Andrew S. Hickory☀

Tennessee looked back down at Hawaii when he felt her gripping his shirt and almost flinched at the big blue eyes staring back. He wanted to look away but it was too late. Andrew suddenly felt so guilty as her begging eyes tugged at his heart strings. Denying her a bath after that look made him feel like he couldn't be more evil than if he had punted a puppy into a garbage can. It was obvious by now there was no point in arguing as he ever so carefully lowered her to the ground. The older state didn't let go quiet yet, though, wanting to make sure she really could stand and wasn't at risk of falling in the tub.

"Ok, but leave the door cracked open in case somethin' happens, alright? It's just me and you here so there's nobody to peek," Tennessee said, not seeming to recognize that he was a potential peeper. His voice took a rare stern tone as he frowned down at the smaller girl. Andrew didn't mean to talk down to her like a child, but he was dead serious and the over protective brother doubted his heart would handle another scare like earlier. "You'd better call me if you're in trouble, understand? None of that actin' brave nonsense you pulled last night."

Grade 9
The Volunteer

The State of Tennessee
☀Andrew S. Hickory☀

Tennessee blinked when he saw Leilani's somewhat pitiful attempt to take off the shirt. It was so sad that he didn't even recognize that she was attempting to undress for a few minutes. Then he saw her blush and the gears in his head started turning. It was a grinding, painful process as he attempted to deny the obvious reality of the situation.

"N-No... I can't... I mean, I sorta did yesterday but..." Andrew squeaked out as his eyes widened and his cheeks burst into flame. He looked around helplessly as if the solution to this problem would be hidden in the walls or behind one of the bathroom appliances. "I could call Leah...?" he started to suggest then shook his head when he remembered everyone was in class. They couldn't just abandon classes for the sake of her modesty and his conservatism. The boy groaned faintly and rubbed a hand over his face while he tried to resign himself to the inevitable solution to their problem. With a heavy sigh and a hearty blush he moved closer to her again.

"H-Hold still..." Tennessee mumbled as he gripped the shirt to very carefully maneuver it off of her body, doing everything in his power to avoid looking at Hawaii in the process. It wasn't like he hadn't done something similar to this last night, but now he was doing it in the light of day and there was no one else in the room. It really felt like he was doing something perverted to her while she was helpless and alone.

It was going to be hard to look at himself in the mirror for a while after this.

Grade 9
The Volunteer

The State of Tennessee
☀Andrew S. Hickory☀

Tennessee put the shirt to the side before looking back at the younger girl and hoped the pants would be easier. With a sigh and an expression of firm (and somewhat grim) determination, he knelt down and pulled the pants to her ankles in just a few careful tugs. There. That wasn't so bad and the boy felt almost proud of himself for being so mature and handling the pants with such composure. If he could just remain focused on taking care of his little sister and nothing else then it wasn't so bad. He just had to remain calm and keep focu--HOLY s**t PANTIES.

"Ah!" Andrew cried out in horror as he looked up in time to receive a very close and personal view of her underwear. The boy jerked away and tumbled over backwards. Instead of bracing his fall, his hands snapped up to cover his eyes in a desperate attempt to preserve their innocence. He didn't care that he hit his head hard on the floor. Tennessee's eyes and pride as a Southern gentleman were hurting far more than any potential concussion. You would think he had been struck with a hot iron in the face with how he reacted.

It took a few moments before Andrew struggled to his feet again and a minute or two longer before he could bring himself to face her again. The boy's face did an odd thing where it paled and flushed simultaneously as he came to one of the most traumatizing realizations of his life.

"Y-You need me... to take those off... don't you?" he croaked out as he pointed sadly at her underwear.

Grade 9
The Volunteer

The State of Tennessee
☀Andrew S. Hickory☀

Andrew felt more than a little sick. He could only stare at her quietly for a few moments and raised his hands then put them back down. After a second or two of studying her he raised his hands once more, paused, then lowered them yet again. He made a third attempt before his expression went from blank to baffled. Tennessee couldn't think of a time where he was more conflicted and confused by a task assigned to him. No matter how he tried to plan his actions it didn't seem like there was any way to lesson the horribleness of completely stripping his baby sister of her clothes.

"W... We don't tell anyone of this, ok?" he mumbled shyly and picked up a towel for Hawaii to at least cover herself as quickly as possible. Andrew sucked in a deep breath before he squeezed his eyes shut tightly and pulled down her panties as quickly as possible without risking hurting her. Tennessee's face was dark red and he refused to look up until he was confident she had covered her most vital regions with the towel. Only when he heard the swish of the material over her skin did he risk opening his eyes and standing. Then his eyes fell on the bra.

... How were you supposed to take that thing off?

Andrew began to internally panic for a few moments as he wracked his brain for any clues regarding how one went about removing a bra. It was a skill he never needed until this very moment and he was drawing blanks. He considered texting Georgia regarding the problem but his big brother wouldn't know what to do, would he? No, he couldn't text Christian about this no matter what. He would never live it down if anyone found out.

Tennessee finally decided to just take a shot in the dark and grabbed hold of the bra where it looked like the confounding object connected. He struggled with it for a few moments and furrowed his brow at how complicated something so simple could be. It was almost like he had to solve a puzzle to get Leilani out of it. Eventually it finally detached and Andrew was so relieved by his success he nearly threw his arms up in celebration. Luckily he still had a shred of self control and merely turned away quickly, shoving his hands in his pockets almost as if he was punishing the sinful objects for touching Hawaii's underwear.

"S-So... that's it, right? Y-You can handle things f-from here?" he asked, struggling and failing to keep his voice even. It was a slightly higher pitch than normal from the strain of going so far out of his comfort zone to help his sister. The things he did for love...

Grade 9
The Volunteer

The State of Tennessee
☀Andrew S. Hickory☀

Once he was given clearance to leave, Tennessee shot out of the bathroom like a bullet, but remembered to keep the door cracked open just in case. He nearly dove on the couch, grabbed a pillow and buried his face into it while his mind raced faster than he could keep up with it. He'd done something really, really bad, hadn't he? Andrew was fairly confident his actions were lower than the lowest of all perverted scum and villainy.

But he had done it for a good reason... right? He was just trying to help his baby sister and it would be infinitely worse if she had hurt herself because he was too stubborn and proud to undress her. Tennessee had good intentions, but there was an old saying: "The path of evil is paved with good intentions" or something like that. The boy groaned softly into the pillow while he silently listened to Leilani in the bathroom for any signs of distress.

.... Was listening in to a girl taking a bath perverted? Tennessee was starting to feel like he needed an adult.

The Volunteer State just laid on the couch and tried to calm himself down. When he thought about it, as terrible as he felt, poor Hawaii was probably suffering way worse. She was the one who had been forced to bare herself before him. Andrew started to feel a bit guilty that he was acting so scandalized and traumatized when she was the real victim. He sighed and rubbed his hands through his hair as the older brother tried to will his inflamed cheeks down to a normal color. If he didn't make a big deal out of this and could remain calm then Hawaii wouldn't feel so bad. He just had to calm down... Seeing and touching a nearly naked girl wasn't that big of a deal right? Right. It was perfectly normal...

... for perverts.

Andrew buried his face into the pillow again and swore.

Grade 9
The Volunteer

The State of Tennessee
☀Andrew S. Hickory☀

To pass the time and help himself relax, Andrew rolled over on his back and decided to text his siblings to give them an update. Naturally he wasn't the only one who was worried about Hawaii and he probably should have texted as soon as she had woken up. Massachusetts and Georgia were the main doctors among the states currently at the school so it was probably important to keep them up to date on their "patient's" condition.

Tennessee frowned as he eyed his phone. Texting and using cell phones in general never quite appealed to him. He'd always been a bit of an old fashioned guy and liked his space, so having a little tool that made it nearly impossible for him to get away from work and others had been nerve grinding for him when his boss first saddled him with the tracker. Yet he had come to appreciate the conveniences of being able to contact others as soon as he needed them and came to respect it as a survival tool.

Grade 9
The Volunteer

The State of Tennessee
☀Andrew S. Hickory☀

Once the text message was sent, Andrew laid still for a little longer while he recovered his composure before rolling of the couch and hopping back to his feet. The state stretched his back hard until he heard a satisfying crack from his spine and sighed.

Tennessee decided his first order of business was to gather Leilani some fresh clothes since he doubted she'd want to wear the potentially blood covered ones she'd just gotten out of. It took some effort but he finally found a pair of drawstring shorts and some boxers. Andrew wasn't entirely certain girls wore boxers, but it wasn't like he or Georgia kept a fresh supply of panties laying around for her to borrow so it would have to do. He grabbed another shirt before carefully approaching the bathroom and nudging the clothing through the crack he had left. With the fresh outfit delivered, Andrew hurried to the kitchen to finish up his breakfast project he had started earlier.

Much of the food had gotten cold while he'd been busying seeing to Leilani which was a huge disappointment, but nothing a little reheating couldn't solve. Andrew tried to keep the noise down in the kitchen and would pause every so often to listen for Hawaii and make sure there were no sounds of distress. He had to stay vigilant and wouldn't stop his fretting until he heard the water drain out of the tub.

Grade 9
The Volunteer