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"What so I can't eat something different?"
The young American pouted releasing his brother's hand but still unconcesly holding Arthur's

~Slovakia~
Zlata Augustine Lietchinsk 11th Grade
"Zounds good~ I brought zome potato dumplings, cheese and bacon zhough zhe fancy vord vor it is Bryndzové Halušky,"Zlata smiled happily, glad to see the other smile, even if it was only a small smile. The potato bread sounded like something she'd have at home- something with potatoes to make it more filling. Starchy food was common where she was from as potatoes were often used, as well as protein filled meats; perfect for keeping yourself full as well as up and running. She took a few mouthfuls of the forementioned dish before pointing to the little steamed buns,"Zhose are strawberry-jam filled steamed buns called Parené buchty, you can vill zhem vith vhatever you vant to zhough really and you usually 'ave some toppings, like... chocolate." The slovak fell quiet for a moment, had she been talking too much? When it came to cuisine she just got carried away and would talk on for ages. It was nice to see that Emil wasn't looking as awkward as he had not a while before though, Zlata thought with a glad small smile. It was always fun when everyone was comfortable; it was relaxing too.

Slovak>>>English

As Kartlos walked into the cafeteria, he glanced nervously towards Russia, who also seemed to be just walking in. He hoped he wouldn't be noticed. On the other side of the room he spotted his new friend Landon with an unfamiliar girl. Perfect. He sat down next to them. "What's up Landon!" He said cheerfully. Then looking towards Charlotte, asked "So who's this? Another one of your many siblings?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

Landon looked up when he heard a familiar voice call his name. A huge smile split his face. "Hey! Charlotte!" he exclaimed, turning around to face her. "I didn't expect to find you here as well! How have you been?" When she sat down and expressed how much she missed him, the West Coast state grinned. "It feels like ages since I saw you too," he joked, wrapping his arms around North Carolina in a hug, even though the two had just collaborated over the insanely popular Hunger Games movies at her place.

Landon hesitated at Charlotte's last question. Was he out to make mischief? However much she had meant it in a teasing way, it wasn't too far off from what he did hope to do this munch, or at least today.

The state was saved from answering this question by Kartlos, who had wandered into the cafeteria and was now calling his name. "Hey, Kartlos!" he called, beaming. "Sleepy butt! I bet you didn't hear half the stuff Old Man and Stiff had for us!"

At the Georgian's question as he drifted over and sat down, Landon sighed. "Not much... All the interesting stuff happened in the morning. Oh, and I managed to feed Maria today," he added, sniggering. "Scarred the crap out of Rutilio when he walked in... Did you know he got kicked out of class for yelling at me?" He nodded at Charlotte. "Yah; this is another one of my sisters, Charlotte, North Carolina. Charlotte, this is Gee-Or-Gee-Ah, the nation," Landon told them both by way of introduction. He was proud of himself for remembering the distinction this time.

He returned to Charlotte's last question. "Well, actually, yes, I kinda am," he admitted, scratching the back of his head. "I have something planned for Hollywood. Something big, something here." His eyes sparkled with excitement, but Landon left it at that to see how interested they would be in his new project.

(phone)

The State of Tennessee
☀Andrew S. Hickory☀

"Well, I guess I'm a little different from the others, but it'd be a shame if we had a whole bunch of booths with a lot of the same stuff in it," Andrew admitted with a small shrug before listening to the rest of what Venezuela had to say. "I've never met the Italy twins, but there are a lot of states up North who have big Italian communities..."

He looked up when Cherelle sat next to him and couldn't help smiling as he shifted over just enough so she'd have plenty of room, but the boy was content to share his personal space with her. Tennessee quite preferred it that way as embarrassing as it was to admit.

Grade 9
The Volunteer

"I think we have to clean the pool and write a 5000-word essay," Landon answered morosely. "All for rescuing a dolphin?"

The Californian was suddenly and completely confused when Kartlos also corrected him on the pronunciation of his nation name. "Wait, what?" he stammered, his finger dumbfoundedly pointing at his friend. "But- Christian said--"

So both Georgias were pronounced the same? Who was he to believe: his brother, who he had known forever, or his best friend, who undoubtedly had lived longer? He threw his hands up in the air. "I give up!" Landon exclaimed. "Dangit, Kartlos! I think I'll just call you both the same!"

California could see that Georgia was curious, but he didn't want to let Carolina in on the secret just yet. Not until he saw her reaction! So he merely wagged a finger at the blue-haired boy and tsked. "Nuh uh uh! Top secret Hollywood stuff. Highly classified. You understand."

(Wait, what?? And Kiki, that's everything minus Cali's surprise, right? When is Germany gonna deliver that?)

"Ugh, so lame" Kartlos scoffed "That sucks."

Kartlos stared at Landon. "Are you suggesting that someone else knows my name better than I?" He said with a glare. He didn't know that Christian was state Georgia, otherwise he would be even more angry about it. "Because I'm pretty sure when Persia gave me that name years before you were even born, it was pronounced Georgia. Not Gee-Or-Gee-Ah."

"Well if you won't tell me your secret plans then I guess I'll have to beat them out of you!" Kartlos joked, with a playful punch to Cali's shoulder.