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Charlotte still wasn't sure why her brother would ever lie to their sister, but as the two came from lunch, Carolina noticed that Ten still had Iris near. "Ah, we don't need math and science today." she laugh hesitantly towards Leilani, even though she hated the thought of skipping out on two of her favorite subjects. She couldn't be an engineer without math and science, but helping her sister was more important.

The State of Tennessee
☀Andrew S. Hickory☀

Tennessee jumped a bit when felt someone touching him. Aside from a select few most of his siblings knew better than touching him. Especially if they were taking the Volunteer State off guard which had more than once resulted in someone with a broken nose or flung across the hall. Therefore it probably wasn't one of his siblings and the particular accent he heard coming from the person behind him made the state cringe. He glared at England as he turned to face the nation he hated so much.

"I ain't no chap," Andrew said defensively and quite obviously had no idea what it meant, but he assumed it was insulting. "If anyone's the stinkin' chap it's you! And I'm not leavin' Iris in a shed with some other weird foreign animals 'till she's been to the vet to get her shots!"

Despite her state's less than friendly approach to seeing Arthur again, Iris happily greeted him by nuzzling right up to the Englishman. He was such a nice man to have helped escort her to Tennessee and she greatly appreciated his assistance. He seemed a touch stressed, though... The horse began to wonder if he'd eaten a proper lunch and had all his vegetables. Maybe he just needed a good meal to help him relax? It wasn't healthy to do anything on an empty belly.

Grade 9
The Volunteer

The State of Tennessee
☀Andrew S. Hickory☀

Andrew blinked when England tried to clarify what chap meant and a soft blush dusted over his cheeks. He just sat there a moment before folding his own arms stubbornly and his cheeks seemed to puff out a bit as he determined the best come back was to remain firm on his anti-chap stance. What was it some of the other states said when they had insulting contests...?

"I-I know what you are but what am I?" he parroted the old phrase which, given the way America and a lot of the states behaved, might have been considered a rather effective retort in their disputes. The problem was that his statement was both unfortunately childish and, worst of all, he wasn't even using it properly. Either way, Tennessee seemed to think he'd done a good job even though it did feel a little odd coming out of his mouth. Maybe if he practiced arguing more he could get the hang of it...

Feeling as though he had properly settled that issue with all the coolness of a seasoned argument expert, Andrew moved on to the second issue at hand. "Where else am I s'posed to put her?" he demanded. "I can't just leave her in the dorm and I'm not gonna leave her outside where anybody could come an' steal her! Iris could get hurt if she's left roaming 'round on her own."

Iris all but glowed happily at the pats she received although the mare continued to gently size up Arthur. He was so skinny! Someone had to put meat on his bones! The poor thing obviously was in dire need of a good home cooked meal. Perhaps some chicken and dumplings would do the trick? Iris began to lightly n** at England's shirt, giving it a faint tug towards the cafeteria as a hint that he should go find some real food so he wouldn't get sick.

Grade 9
The Volunteer

The State of Tennessee
☀Andrew S. Hickory☀

"If I left campus to find a place for her I'd just get in more trouble, wouldn't I?" Tennessee pointed out and wrinkled his nose at how friendly Iris was being with the Englishman. Andrew Jackson was probably rolling over in his grave considering his hate for the British by far exceeded the state's lingering resentments. Though Tennessee wasn't happy about it he was hesitant to ever say anything to dissuade her for fear of tainting the gentle mare with bias or anger against anything. Her mild-mannered kindness was one of the things he valued most in his horse and something the cruelty of the Civil War had taught him to cherish.

The protective farmer was startled when England suggested they find a stable for her. He eyed the blonde suspiciously, wondering what his game was to offer helping Andrew with taking care of Iris.

"We?" he repeated cautiously. "Why we? Iris' health ain't your problem..."

Grade 9
The Volunteer

The State of Tennessee
☀Andrew S. Hickory☀

Andrew was silent for a few moments as he eyed Arthur as if he thought the Englishman might be trying to trick him. The thought of accepting help from England of all nations practically made his toes curl. His first impulse was to tell the former empire off and flat out reject any favors from Arthur. However, if he wanted to find the best care for Iris he might need to at least try to stomach the nation's assistance. If it was for Iris' sake then he was willing to swallow his pride... at least temporarily.

"Fine," he grunted after a few moments of silence, "but this better not be some kinda trick. Even if you are my big sister's dad I'll make you sorry if you pull any funny stuff. Got it?" Although just how the little state would accomplish it was anyone's guess, but Arthur had the misfortune of being on the receiving end of Tennessee's wrath more than once in the past when he marched on the South. Andrew wasn't exactly fun to cross no matter who you were when he got all riled up and bent on avenging or protecting a loved one.

Grade 9
The Volunteer

The State of Tennessee
☀Andrew S. Hickory☀

"Like I expected any more from you. I know the only reason you'd do anything is for yourself," Andrew huffed indignantly, not liking that smile one bit. He didn't see anything amusing about the situation and it burned him up being forced to rely on England's help. The independent minded state had never been fond of even attempting to rely on others since his territorial days and the fact it was Arthur of all people made it that much more aggravating. "Don't think just 'cause you've been kinda helpful in some ways means I trust or like you."

He was convinced England always had an ulterior motive and was incapable of true kindness after all. Surely that one time he had seen the island nation tear up had been a trick of the light. There was no way that could have happened.

"Let's just get this over with," he grunted.

Grade 9
The Volunteer

~Slovakia~
Zlata Augustine Litchinsk 11th Grade
Zlata hovered into the hallway, looking around for a few moments. It was hard to recognise which way the dorms were from this height but she had a feeling it was....that way! Without thinking about who could've seen her the fairy darted off to the dorms.

Arthur let out a very long sigh. His class was suppose to be in gym but not many students seemed to be there today. Which was not only odd but there was still no sign of America, Russia, and Canada... This just wasn't his day...

The brit leaned against the wall, rethinking about the things that happened the night before, although it gave him a headache.. One thing he did remember clear from his drinking night, and that was what Alfred said about Mathew.. So Mathew wasn't crushing over Alfred but him all this time.. and the brit didn't have a clue. How was he suppose to feel about all this? Francis would be furious if he found out. But Mathew seemed to happy with Juan... How could he possibly tell Mathew, that he couldn't see him as nothing more than a brother?

Also, weren't him and Alfred to be together? The only thing romantic was that one kiss... surely there was to be more to it than that right?

England's life was nothing more than a giant mess.

I have rules in my territories:
*Follow my orders
*Call me -sama
*Don't complain about my food