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The State of Tennessee
☀Andrew S. Hickory☀

"Oh..." Tennessee muttered and blinked at England at the very detailed explanation. He hadn't quite expected the man to go on about his scones like that. It almost sounded like how his siblings would carry on about their baking projects. Which was something Andrew had never been very skilled at... Baking was complicated in his opinion. He slowly nodded as if he understood even though he didn't really get the difference other than one went with jam and the other apparently went with butter. "You like cookin'?" he asked before he could stop himself and blushed at the relatively polite question.

Grade 9
The Volunteer

⋆~Lukas Bondevik~⋆

Member Of The Disciplinary Committee

Lukas came to the school gates together with Mathias, and looked around. "I guess they're not here yet. We'll just wait, then."

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Without realization the brit had a bit of blush himself. France and some others try to say that his food was bland and his cooking skills sucked but Alfred and Canada use to eat his cooking without trouble growing up. "Yes... I suppose I do."

Arthur turned towards the sound. "Is just me or does that sound like Alfred?" he openly asked.

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

The State of Tennessee
☀Andrew S. Hickory☀

Tennessee was thoughtful when he heard England liked to cook. This guy did raise many of his older siblings. Georgia, Maryland, Virginia and the Carolinas always had good food and he assumed they learned from their father figure. Maybe that was where they got it from... Then again, there were a lot of northern states who also were raised by England and their food culture was... well... reasonable, he supposed. At least their restaurants were good, but the things they ate on average tended to make his toes curl a bit.

"It is," Andrew openly admitted. He had been well aware of his nation's predicament for some time now, but had let the tickle torture continue. Though Tennessee was generally supportive and loyal to America he wasn't such a good boy he'd let even his nation get away with making Charlotte cry. Until Alfred properly apologized to his sister the Tennessean wasn't likely to take things easy on him for a while even if he wasn't openly hostile or angry. He stared at England for a moment before sighing and raising his voice reluctantly. "Ok, Iris, that's enough!" he shouted across the field.

Iris blinked and finally released America's shirt as she looked up at the state and European in confusion. She wasn't nearly done getting their messy nation's clothes unwrinkled and properly adjusted. Getting his shirt tucked was only the beginning! Honestly, what would they do with this young man? Alfred was always a bit of a mess but she supposed if Tennessee said so she would just have to accept this was the best she could do at the moment.

Grade 9
The Volunteer

⋆~Lukas Bondevik~⋆

Member Of The Disciplinary Committee

Lukas looked over to the married couple who just arrived and waved. "No, we didn't wait long at all." The Norwegian looked to the Finn and smiled. "Where to go..? Not really. I thought that it would be better to decide as a group."

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