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Melody watched them play, well then her brother got hit in the back of the head with a basketball. But she just stayed back and watched. She would've played, and infact something inside her said 'You should've played Melody!' and she couldn't shake it off. "I'm going to go guys, see you later!"She said and gave a very friendly blow kiss (Bad Habit) and walked into the locker room. He'll be okay, right? He had hit the floor pretty hard. She changed back into her uniform and walked out of the gym, ready to go somewhere now that the day was over.

{{Out of Cookies: And to the hallway~}}

Tennessee's amused expression almost instantly twisted into a mixture of barely contained horror and anxiety. He couldn't have been more disturbed if she had told him America wanted them all to switch genders. He struggled for a moment not to have an immediate outburst since that would just be rude to do in front of a lady. The effort caused his body to tense and shake slightly.

"Y-You were alone... with who?" Andrew asked as gently as he could under the strain of holding himself back from an absolute fit. There was no way his dear sister had been keeping the company of that pervert alone, right? That couldn't be. He must have misunderstood. Surely she had heard Michigan and Louisiana's stories? Just the thought of France making some vulgar attempt on Charlotte made him feel sick to his core.

"A... gentleman?" Andrew wasn't convinced but he was very noticeably relieved that France hadn't made any uncouth advances at his sister. The tension in his body and expression relaxed into a more docile but still wary confusion. Could his sister be right about the nation of passion being more chivalrous than he first assumed?

Actually, it was a little silly to think there was someone eccentric enough to strip naked and randomly grope other nations, wasn't it? The more he thought about it the more ridiculous it sounded. Perhaps this was just another one of those misunderstandings and he was worrying over nothing again.

Even so, he didn't like the thought of Charlotte being stranded alone with a suspected pervert. "But there was a teacher, right? You weren't really alone-alone, were you?" he fretted despite any efforts not to sound like an over protective little brother.

"The whole time?" Andrew wanted to confirm then hesitated as her last sentence sunk in. He frowned curiously as he pondered over what could be worse. War might be a little more of a concern, but the Volunteer State would welcome being sent to battle over finding out one of his siblings had been violated any day.

"What's wrong? Is it somethin' America did?" Tennessee asked. "He did seem pretty moody earlier..." His nose wrinkled unhappily at the reminder, but Andrew wasn't as upset over it as he had been earlier. It was still an annoyance but after Georgia's pep talk he didn't feel quite so hurt over the incident.

"Oh, she likes guns?" Tennessee asked with absolute faith in North Carolina's honesty. He could be a little too gullible at times when dealing with people he trusted. Actually, he was fairly gullible in general, but it was worse when dealing with his closest family members and friends. "She didn't seem like the type... I didn't know they allowed guns here. I guess I didn't have to worry 'bout sneakin' my rifle in..."

Andrew blushed a bit and rubbed the back of his head in shame when he realized he admitted to smuggling in a weapon even when he thought it was against the rules. How embarrassing. "Um, I just like havin' it nearby," he muttered. "I wasn't plannin' on usin' it or nothin'..."

Andrew just blinked at North Carolina's hint and didn't seem to see the resemblance between himself and her description of Switzerland. He wasn't that protective. Maybe he had over reacted a few times when he thought his neighbors were in danger, but anyone would do the same for their siblings, right? Of course. It was perfectly natural for a brother to look out for his sister and family. Tennessee didn't see anything odd about it.

"She does, huh? I guess it's not a bad idea for a girl to carry a gun for protection, but it must be a little hard havin' a brother who'd force you to be armed all the time..." It was also probably a little hard to have a little brother who would threaten any potential suitors from misconduct, too, but he definitely didn't recognize his own troublesome habit.

"To be safe I'll keep my rifle in the dorm, too," Tennessee agreed. "I don't know the area very well yet, but I guess I wouldn't need it walkin' around campus. Goin' out at night is kinda dangerous unless you're in a group, but it should be ok as long as you're with someone. If you don't feel safe you can always ask me or George or Alex to walk you somewhere."

He hesitated at the question and frowned knowing he'd left his watch in the locker room so it wouldn't get damaged. "You know, I haven't actually been payin' attention to the time... Maybe I should go check on him to be safe," he mused as he glanced over his shoulder at the locker room. Andrew happened to get a look at Violet when he did and quirked a brow at his passenger. Somehow she had fallen asleep still clinging to his back. Tennessee had to pause and marvel at how odd and talented the piglet really was in the most useless of ways.

"Huh?" Tennessee blinked as he turned his attention back to Charlotte and remembered their conversation. He frowned uncertainly. "Seems like he's been in there an awful long time... Maybe his nose bleed is worse than he thought? Let's give him just a little longer. It prob'ly ain't been five minutes yet."

Andrew glanced out one of the gym windows and frowned at the weather. It really was a miserable day, wasn't it? Walking to the dorms wasn't going to be fun and it would be particularly bad if Christian really had over done it and needed to be carried back. "It's rainin' harder than a cow pissin' on a flat rock..." he mumbled unhappily then blushed when he realized what he said in front of his sister. He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly again at his mistake.

Even though he tried to be a gentleman, Tennessee always had been a little rough around the edges. It wasn't like he purposely said things to be crude, but growing up he'd been surrounded by rowdy and rough characters who hadn't always been good about making sure the young state understood how to execute proper manners. Honesty and hospitality were like second nature, but remembering to put his napkin in his lap or refraining from swearing in front of a lady and other particulars of proper etiquette were things he struggled with.

Andrew noticed Seychelles just in time to turn around and catch her hug. He grunted softly in surprise at the impact, but instinctively accepted Cherelle into his arms. When Tennessee realized exactly who it was his face flushed scarlet.

"U-Uh, hi," he mumbled shyly and only blushed harder at being told he'd been missed. It made the state feel strangely happy in a way he couldn't quite put into words. When Cherelle greeted North Carolina and he recalled there was someone else in the room, Andrew finally remembered to let her go and felt all kinds of embarrassed that he'd been holding a girl.

"We... We're going to the dance together so it's not weird," he blurted out at his sister and was too flustered to really notice if Charlotte even thought a thing about it or not.