Welcome to Gaia! ::

Ludwig gave a small nod to indicate that the state was correct. It was just him and England. It was troublesome and a lot of hard work to keep the school in order, but someone needed to uphold the thankless job of keeping order and sanity within the school.

As Connecticut offered to clean, Germany sighed lightly. "You can clean only if you vant to. In do nt vish to for-- Vait. Kartlos. As in Georgia Kartlos? VERDAMNT!" Ludwig shifted Italy so that he was cradling his friend in one arm as he pinched the bridge of his nose and growled. "So zhe little b*****d is here! I should have known he vas only skipping classes so zhat zhe teachers vould report zhat he vas out und he could skip his duties as vell!" You know what, fine. If these four wanted to play this game, he could just individualize the punishment. He had no problem with that.

Out. Of. Chocolate. Cake. ::

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Florida was sulking unhappily as Georgia dragged him along. "You are the one who is retar--" he started to retort until he heard Germany yelling at them. Unlike Christian, he wasn't used to this sort of treatment from the nation and darted behind his boyfriend as he instinctively felt his eyes water with little gator tears. Sure it wasn't the most manly or dignified self defense technique, but Rutilio had learned some things, like survival, were more important than his pride. He allowed Georgia to do most of the talking while simply casting big, blue sad eyes in Ludwig's direction. Only when he was confident they weren't in for their second beating of the day and Christian had run off for the cleaning supplies did he blink up at the German for a moment before speaking with one of his usual idiotic grins.

"So... how was your day~?" he asked as a follow up to Germany finding out that they'd been bullied by the little brother he'd been convinced was trying to kill him because of an apology at the cultural festival. "I am sorry if Alta gave you a hard time, too. He is difficult sometimes, si?"

The elder state didn't have time to continue their conversation before Georgia was back with the supplies. "That is fine with me," Florida agreed at the task assigned to him. When Georgia pointed out Connecticut was there the tan young man blinked in surprise. He hadn't even seen the quiet boy who normally lingered in New York's shadow. Good grief. How many northern states were there? They were all so tiny and most seemed relatively insignificant to him in comparison to his long time friend and partner in crime, New York. It was very strange. Florida had to wonder how they made room for all their people... Oh, well. Whatever.

Rutilio glanced up at Ludwig with a slightly nervous smile when he was told that Georgia needing to move back in with his little brother because of something to do with Florida's little brother. "L-Like I said... Alta is difficult. But do not worry! Tennessee is not throwing tomahawks at Peaches anymore so the problem is solved~!"

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Florida blinked in surprise when he saw his friend's reaction to his boyfriend. He thought it was a funny coincidence they had the same name, but it looked like having two Georgias around might be more complicated than he thought. First with Christian getting jealous whenever Rutilio played with his new friend and now Kartlos seemed to have wordlessly rejected the blond. What was with Georgians and being so sensitive? Was this a cultural trait which was common among all avatars named Georgia? Internally Florida tried to recall if he had any towns named after Georgia in some way and whether or not it also acted like them.

Next thing Rutilio knew now America had appeared and was asking to have the Peach State. He gave their nation a confused and mildly concerned glance. It was crazy to think America would do anything to Christian, but after that little emotional break down in the gym he wasn't a big fan of letting his boyfriend wonder off out of sight. What if California or someone else bullied him? It really did feel like his favorite Georgian was being targeted a lot lately and the Floridian wasn't exactly ok with it.

... O-Oh, right! And what Connecticut said about not abusing his little brother! Right. Abuse was bad.

"I do not approve of knocking Alta out, either. Aren't there other punishments we could use instead?" Rutilio put in as the big brother although he had a feeling his opinion probably wouldn't matter. He glanced over at the smaller state for apologizing for saying something to Alfred and found that odd considering how boisterous he was used to most of the other states being when they had an opinion. But what was even more strange was the anger he saw in the little guy's eyes. Wait, what had Georgia said earlier? Did this guy get caught up in the storm that hit the Northeast, too? That probably did make sense considering Connecticut was part of the Northeast, but Rutilio didn't realize exactly where the small Northerner was tucked in right next to some of the most devastated areas.

"FEMA is never fun to deal with, si?" he said more than asked with a light chuckle when he realized what was probably aggravating Nathan. "You get used to it after a while..." Or at least he had learned to adapt to FEMA's sluggishness and disorganization during a major crisis. As the state who had most frequently been subject to the worst of Mother Nature's furry during hurricane season he was very familiar with Connecticut's frustrations.

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