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The State of Florida and The State of Tennessee


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Florida had been all grins and faint giggles as Georgia dragged him along. He was starting to like this game of her trying to make him jealous only to frustrate herself in the process. He was also enjoying the fact that he still had her panties to taunt her with. Getting under his favorite Georgian's skin and stealing her underwear was like having the best of both worlds! What more could he ask for? Ah, there was a North Carolinian to pester, too! The day was shaping up to be pretty great indeed. Rutilio quirked a brow when North Carolina mentioned bringing some spare clothes before whispering something he couldn't hear. Didn't she know secrets were no fun unless she shared with everyone? Oh, well. It wasn't really any of his business since he'd done his boyfriend duty by escorting Miss Georgia and now it was time to go back to class anyway. He could be a pest later after lunch...

Andrew barely did more than grunt faintly in acknowledgement that someone was touching him as Georgia checked his fever, but he didn't try to open his eyes. He was beyond the point of caring unless it was absolutely necessary. The only thing that mattered to him was trying to rest and didn't seem the least bit concerned a woman he didn't know was in his room. Stranger danger was the least of his problems at the moment and he only tried to bury his flushed face further into his arms again.

Rutilio barely started to turn to leave the girls to their doctoring and mother hen activities when he heard Georgia shout for him. He frowned in confusion and mild concern as he went inside to see Tennessee curled up on the floor. His eyes widened since it was rare he saw the raccoon monster down for the count and all but in a fetal position at that. He must have been a lot sicker than they realized. Just how far was this outbreak going to spread? Florida moved to pick Tennessee up but hesitated just shy of touching the Volunteer State.

Wait... was this a good idea? Florida had never made any attempts to cuddle Andrew, but he had heard stories about this sort of thing. Worse, he had seen the evidence of those who had tried and got smacked or punched for it. If Tennessee would do that to his own siblings then what would he do to Rutilio...? He was probably already on the little beast's bad list for dating the big brother he had always been so insanely protective of.

"I-Is he safe to touch?" he asked uncertainly as he eyed the sickly, feverish state who looked deceptively weak and helpless. That didn't necessarily mean the younger state wouldn't turn on him in a flash. Experience had taught Florida that harmless looking things were hardly ever harmless in reality. Hadn't he once seen Tennessee try to hack off somebody's hand just for touching his shoulder as a little boy?

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The State of Florida and The State of Tennessee


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Andrew frowned awkwardly as he was tucked in and probably would be blushing if his face wasn't already so red and hot. He normally would have had a small fit over such a thing, but he already felt so much better simply being in bed where he was comfortable and warm so he didn't object to North Carolina tucking him in. The normally stubborn little brother also didn't seem to mind her taking his hand as he laid there quietly and lightly gripped his fingers around hers as his eyes started to slide shut again.

Tennessee nearly dozed off once more until he heard another woman speaking his name. He blinked up at her in confusion. She looked familiar despite him being fairly certain he didn't have any friends or siblings that looked like her. A girl like... that would be kind of hard to miss, wouldn't she? But she was so familiar... and for some reason he didn't seem to mind when she approached. He just watched passively with a somewhat detached expression as the Georgian chatted to him while preparing his arm for infection. Though she was saying and doing a lot of things, the only thing he could focus on was how nice she smelled. It was like fresh cotton... maybe some kind of nutty scent and... peaches?

The gears in Andrew's head slowly started to creak into motion just as she plunged the needle into his arm. His dazed and cloudy expression all but vanished in a moment of shock and near betrayal when he realized what she had done far too late. Though there was nothing sneaky about Georgia's actions, he looked positively scandalized as she pulled the needle out and he instinctively cradled his arm like a wounded deer complete with wide, tragic Bambi eyes.

Florida snickered at the look on the Tennessean's face. It was funny seeing him being expressive and acting like a little kid. He definitely found it funny and wanted to stick around for more of the show, but he really did need to get back to class. Before he could even start to inch for the door again, he caught the innocent but very threatening way that Christine had turned to North Carolina and him. Rutilio paled when he saw the look in her eyes. It was a look he had seen far too many times. "D-Don't be silly, Peaches," he babbled nervously, "We are fine! Aren't we fine? Of course we are fine! I have never felt more fine in my--" Rutilo was caught off when Charlotte suddenly shoved him forward as a sacrifice to appease the CDC's thirst for patients.

He gawked back at North Carolina as if she had just condemned him to a torturous death.

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The State of Florida and The State of Tennessee


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"Peaches, you are being silly! I do not need..." Florida blinked in surprise when Georgia seemingly began to undress him and couldn't help a faint blush as she promised a treat if he behaved. What kind of treat did she have in mind? He was still pretty worked up from earlier and the promise of more made him pause and consider his options as his mind trailed towards the gutter again. When his sun kissed upper chest and shoulder was exposed he couldn't help a tiny smirk.

"Here and now? I do not know if that would be ladylike at--Ah!" Rutilio's taunt was cut off when Dr. Georgia expertly and efficiently stabbed him with the needle. He started to instinctively go for the gator tears like he usually did when he somehow felt his old rival had abused him and wanted to use it to his advantage for sympathy (or just to be a pain in the butt because he had nothing better to do). "Not that bad! It was terrible, you fiendish little--" Smooch. Rutilio blinked and his fake tears evaporated when he felt the kiss on his cheek. He belatedly put a hand to his cheek where she had kissed him as she smiled and said her good byes before casually turning her attention to tormenting North Carolina.

What just...? How did she...? Florida blushed lightly as he found all his fake-hurt feelings appeased and transformed into an odd giddiness that he got seen off with a kiss by his cute girlfriend. Why did something as trivial sounding as that make him so happy? Then again, he had cried the other day just because Georgia had made him breakfast after they spent their first night together. What was wrong with him? Was there anyone else in the world that got this worked up over such tiny yet intimate parts of being in a relationship? Rutilio really wanted to have some kind of smart remark or cause trouble, but in the end all he found himself able to do was dumbly nod after she'd already stopped paying attention to her. Without even remembering to rebutton his shirt he wondered off to class with a tiny blush.

Andrew, meanwhile, was quietly watching all of this with a slightly confused and mildly annoyed expression. He still hadn't quite put two and two together, but for some reason he wasn't a fan of this girl kissing Florida. It just didn't seem right to him and he quietly sulked in the same way he might if he'd seen North Carolina in the same situation... minus the rifle. It was only when he saw Georgia turn back to his big sister in a quick motion and caught sight of how her rather large and unrestrained breasts moved about that his eyes widened with a spark of recognition. How the hell...?

"G-George?" he finally asked in a faint but horribly confused voice to no one in particular. How did his big brother get turned back into a girl again!? Under the covers Tennessee quietly checked to make sure all of himself was still in the proper male orientation. Just to be safe.

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