Another statehumans request :D
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TW: Abuse mentioned - Wars - Death (Obviously) - Neglect - Starvation
Sorry, this took so long. ;p;
School is a bitch but now It's break for me! :>
Look out for yourself! I wake up to the sounds of the silence that allows
For my mind to run around, with my ear up to the ground
I'm searching to behold the stories that are told
When my back is to the world that was smiling when I turned
Sometimes Texas would look back on the past.
It wasn't all that often, but he would think about it. Sometimes he'd wonder what it would be like if he stayed with Mexico. What if he hadn't had such a big rivalry with Oklahoma, that damned bastard. His mind would guide him through fake scenarios of an easier life for him and his fellow states. What if he and California got along? You never know what could be on his mind.
But there was one state his mind could never mend relations with, no matter how hard he tried.
No. It wasn't Oklahoma. Surprise! It was New Mexico!
He only realized the significant influence he played on her and her history after the several wars and battles that occurred on her soil—most of which he caused. Texas felt guilty about it now, of course, but maybe. If they had been treated better when they were younger, he would have known better.
But you, my lovely reader, probably have no idea what the past was like for any former Mexican territory. And that's why I'm here to inform you, so don't you worry! :D
Let's start with the "New Spain" days.
Tell you you're the greatest
But once you turn, they hate us
Oh, the misery
Everybody wants to be my enemy
Spare the sympathy
Everybody wants to be my enemy-y-y-y-y
(Look out for yourself)
My enemy-y-y-y-y (Look, look, look, look)
(Look out for yourself)
But I'm ready
Tejas had noticed New Spain, his father, and Spain, his grandmother, arguing more recently. The little territory didn't know why. But he heard from Mexico City that his dad wanted something called independence.
What did that mean? He had no clue, but it did sound interesting.
Would that mean Spain wouldn't bother them anymore?
God, he hoped so. Tejas hated his grandmother, like many of his siblings. She was abusive and would always beat them or just ignore them. It was weird. Mostly because of her mood never remaining consistent.
One day she could be ignoring them, the next she could be yelling and screaming over the smallest mistake. Like not picking up one item after cleaning your room. Or your desk was a bit too dusty for her liking even if you already dusted it.
Everything seemed to make her mad. Especially now.
He sat by his window watching Mexico (he told him and his siblings to start calling him that whenever Spain was around for some reason) scream profanities at his mother before he stormed off into the house, Spain still hot on his tail. Tejas sighed. Mexico wasn't that much better, or at least that's what he thought.
Mexico never seemed to like him that much, he adored New Mexico. She was like his tiny angel. He never beat her at all and treated her like a princess, with a few other territories.
The screaming continued throughout the house, loud enough for any neighbor to hear if they didn't live on a farm in the middle of nowhere. Speak of the devil, New Mexico quietly entered his room with a small Oklahoma behind her.
"You don't mind if we stay here until they calm down? I'm worried Spain might come in and beat us again..." Mumbled the girl. Tejas nodded and motioned for them to sit on the bed. This happened pretty often, either Tejas would hide in NM's room or she would go to his. Sometimes other territories would come along, the most common one was California and Baja California. Since they were the last pick up religion and still weren't into it like Spain and Mexico wanted them to be.
The three jumped when they heard a loud crash come from downstairs.
This is going to be one hell of a night...
Your words up on the wall as you're prayin' for my fall
And the laughter in the halls and the names that I've been called
I stack it in my mind, and I'm waiting for the time
When I show you what it's like to be words spit in a mic
New Mexico rolled over in her bed, Utah had done his best to clean the wounds on her back from Spain's drunk antics last night. She forgot what being hit with a whip even felt like until today. And God did it hurt...
She just felt so tired and hopeless. Mexico had to go out of town for the month so now they're stuck with Spain. She insisted on babysitting and wouldn't take the several "no"s given. She hoped miss Chile would be the one to come up and look after them, she was lovely.
She was the opposite of Spain despite being another one of her colonies. She and Mexico had become really close friends since he started pushing away from his mother.
Utah entered her room and took a seat on the other end of the bed. " Hey, sister... How are you holding up?" He asked quietly. NM groaned, moving her covers over her head. "Right... Well. I just wanted to check on you. But if you don't wanna talk, that's alright. I'll send Arizona up with some food and water for you." He continued, awkwardly getting off the bed and scurrying out of the room.
Not too long after, Arizona stepped into her room. "Hey, got some bread. Spain wouldn't let me take any more than that." New Mexico let out a croaked sob. She was sick of this.
All of this.
Your words up on the wall as you're prayin' for my fall
And the laughter in the halls and the names that I've been called
I stack it in my mind, and I'm waiting for the time
When I show you what it's like to be words spit in a mic
Tell you you're the greatest
But once you turn, they hate us (Ha)
Everybody wants to be my enemy
Spare the sympathy
Texas, he called himself that since it sounded cool, sped through the forest trees, distant shouting and gunshots from behind him. The Alamo may have fallen, but he didn't. He won't go back to that hell hole that was Mexico.
He refused! He'll fight to his death if he has too. This was his new fresh start, he wanted to be his own nation from now on. Not just some small Latin American territory. Mexico didn't even like him anyway. He wasn't loved like the rest of his peers, he was ignored and thrown around often. He hated it there.
Spain didn't make it any better, despite her leaving a few years back. She never stopped trying to make Mexico's life hell, leading to him coming home irritated and taking his anger out on everyone else.
He was happy to be free.
Not so happy about the armed soldiers hot on his tail. Texas leaped into some nearby bushes and waited. A couple of men on horseback rode by him. He sighed with relief.
Slowly, he stood up and ran in a different direction. The yelling became quieter and he seemed to lose track of time. Eventually, he found himself at some... House? Huh. Odd. But he'll roll with it.
Carefully, he reached up and knocked on the door.
"I'll get it pa! Comin'!" Said someone, with a pretty funny accent.
Everybody wants to be my enemy-y-y-y-y (Look, look, look, look)
(Look out for yourself)
My enemy-y-y-y-y (Look, look, look, look; yeah)
(Look out for yourself)
Uh, look, okay
I'm hopin' that somebody pray for me
I'm prayin' that somebody hope for me
I'm stayin' where nobody 'posed to be p-p-posted
Being a wreck of emotions
Meanwhile, life with Mexico continued to worsen since Tejas left. New Mexico and a few others wanted to flee with him. But the shellfish dick left them. All of them.
He didn't even take Oklahoma with him and they were as close as could be. Now his twin seemed more distant and irritable. New Mexico couldn't entirely grasp what was happening anymore. Life seemed to be speeding by, Mexico hardly gave anyone alone time and every day just seemed worse.
Spain had stopped showing up, thankfully. But she had heard rumors of some other nation that might go to war with Mexico over something. She couldn't read too well to figure out what it was exactly, but Mexico City said something about land disputes.
She hoped it was her land and she would be taken away from her father to a better home, and not some random unheard of islands off the coast that the Americans wanted got to trade.
She has met a couple before and they seemed friendly, but she has met a lot of friendly Mexicans and Spanish people who acted nothing like the nations themselves. Maybe they should take notes on how to behave...
NM made it her full responsibility to aid those her father hurt. She resented him and Texas for leaving. But additionally, Texas had been repeatedly claiming land that did not belong to him. Her land.
Land she was born and raised on before she wound up in Mexico's clutches.
God, he was such a dick... How did younger her even like him? He was nice and they were friends then. But now? She was hoping he had died fighting whatever Alamo shitshow he had been doing.
Because who just leaves family like that!?
They were supposed to be together forever.
But some people are just assholes...
Ready to go whenever, just let me know
The road is long, so put the pedal into the floor
The enemy on my trail, my energy unavailable
I'ma tell 'em, "Hasta luego"
They wanna plot on my trot to the top
I been outta shape, thinkin' out the box, I'm an astronaut
I blasted off the planet rock to cause catastrophe
And it matters more because I had it not
Had I thought about wreaking havoc
On an opposition, kinda shockin' they wanted static
"Uhhh. So... What do we do with him?" One said, poking Texas's cheek. The nation huffed when another did the same.
"I dunno. He's cute though. Do you think DC will let us keep him!?" Another said.
"We cannot just keep a fucking kid as a pet Geo!" Spat another one, he loomed over the Texan glaring at him. "Besides, we should just throw him back out to where he came from."
"Yorkie, the kid looks like he hasn't eaten in days. You remember being hungry all the time during the winters in the revolution. We can't just do that to him. It's wicked uncool." Scolded another. 'Yorkie' rolled his eyes and turned his glare to the smaller man that had spoken.
"What's 'uncool' Mass is the fucking word wicked you use all the time. It's not gonna catch." Mass glared at him. Causing another to pipe up.
"Maybe let's not fight right now! We still have to figure out what to do with the kid." Despite his truth, all hell broke loose. Most States were fighting about him. Texas looked panicked and confused as hell. Did this happen often?
Does one inconvenience lead to war?
These strangers were weird. He felt a hand grab his arm and start dragging him off. He turned to see a woman pulling him away from it all. She had dark blue hair all tied in a neat bun. She hushed him and took him outside as a loud crash was heard behind him, followed by crying and even more panic.
The stranger took him out to a nice garden. Flowers, food, and a few animals scattered the place. As a beautiful white wooden fence guarded the perimeter. "What's your name honey?" Asked the lady, as she walked over to a watering can.
"Uh... Texas ma'am." He said, watching as she delicately picked it up and began watering some roses.
"What a nice name. I'm sorry about my friends inside. They're like that a lot. May I ask why you are so far from home? I believe you are one of Mexico's kids right?" Texas cringed at the way she pronounced his dad's name. This lady probably didn't know how to say it but he wouldn't correct her. She seemed nice.
"I'm my own nation now. Kinda... I'm still fighting for it! Mexico hated me so. I thought why not?" He replied, earning a giggle from the woman.
"I remember fighting for independence. It's always rough in the moment but fun to look back at." She started, her brown eyes glanced at the boy before she moved on to water a few daisies. "My name is Virginia by the way, I'm one of the elders here. You can stay as long as you need." She finished.
Texas grinned, liking this woman even more now. "Thank you ma'am!"
"You can take Sippi's room for a while. I'm sure he will mind but he can just share a bed with Bama for a while until we can set up a place for you. I'll send a letter down to Washington tonight about your arrival. Get some rest. Getting all the way to Louisiana must be tiring after all. Texas nodded and politely asked where the man she mentioned room is.
She gave him directions on where to go and he followed them. He found the others room, flopped on his bed, and took a long hard-earned nap.
Today was a... Ok day!
With precision, I'm automatic quarterback
I ain't talkin' sackin', pack it
Pack it up, I don't panic, batter-batter up
Who the baddest? It don't matter 'cause we at your throat
Everybody wants to be my enemy
Spare the sympathy (Ah)
Everybody wants to be my enemy
Oh, the misery (Ah)
Everybody wants to be my enemy
Spare the sympathy (Ah)
Everybody wants to be my enemy
So... That possible war with the Americans happened...
New Mexico had no idea what she was in for when she was suddenly swooped into this new family. Nor did she like the idea of it. What if they were worse than Spain and Mexico? She's heard some fucked up things about the northern nation from California. He said a lot of settlers made Tejas leave them and that's why they're stuck here without him. Those bastards stole her brother! Maybe not entirely by blood but still!
Today she and a few others were sent to live with these new people since Mexico cannot keep them. From what she heard, he lost a ton of land (including her own) and America made him give up some of the kids. Was that a good thing or a bad thing? She still had no idea.
Utah stared out the carriage window as Coco slept on his shoulder. California glared at his feet the whole time and New Mexico was asking the driver questions she didn't pay any attention to. So far today hasn't been all that great. She just hoped that this new family was nice.
After a long drive, they made it to a house in Houston, a really large house... How many people did America have to need such a huge house? Certainly not that many... Right? Each territory took their time getting out the buggy, worried about these new people. What if they're like... murderers! Or... Cannibals! Once everyone was out, the door of the house opened, and out stepped a small boy and what NM could only assume was his father. "Hello everyone!" Said the man, the former Mexican lands didn't reply. "Uhhh... I'm America and this is DC." He continued, motioning to the boy beside him. The fed waved at them and Coco gave a small wave back. "Now I know you're probably freaked out, but it is ok! Texas told me a lot about you all and we have plenty of room for everyone!" Texas? NM paused and exchanged a look with Utah. Should she correct him? What if she gets beat for it like Spain did?!
"Sir!" Cali said, panic struck through the rest of the territories as they awkwardly watched what he was doing.
"Yes, California?"
"His name is Tejas, not Texas." A loud gasp rang out from his siblings. America raised a brow and eyed them. Why were they so shocked about that?
"Oh no! Tex changed his name a while ago, thanks for letting me know there kid." Said the American, patting the small boy's head. "Now come on the others are be dying to meet you." He continued, urging the new areas inside.
This... is already far better than Mexico!
Once inside, two girls ran up to Arizona and NM. "Aww! Look how small they are!" One said, picking up Ari with one arm, causing her to yelp.
"I know right! They're just the cutest!" Said the other, as she pinched NM's cheeks, earning a pained whine from her.
"Hey- Hey now, Maine, Vermont! Be gentle with the new ones. You know better." America scolded, earning an aggravated sigh from the other two.
For the next few hours, the new territories were bombarded by different states asking questions. Like what did they like to do? How was life with Mexico? And so on. It was a little overwhelming at times, at least America was always there to calm them down when needed. But then New Mexico saw him.
She forgot Texas was here for a second, there goes her relatively good mood. "Hey Sis-"
"Don't call me that, you left us!" NM huffed, turning away from her former brother. Texas frowned. "You said you'd take us with you whenever you'd talk about running away." She said, the volume of her voice lowering.
"I did want to really but-"
"But nothing. From now on, just call me by my name! We're no longer family!" The girl said, stomping away from Texas. The boy gulped, he...
Didn't mess up that badly did he?
She'd had to forgive him eventually, right?
Pray it away, I swear I'll never be a saint, no way
My enemy
Pray it away, I swear I'll never be a saint
(Look out for yourself)
Sorry again about this taking so long-
I don't like the ending that much but ya know I didn't know how to fix it.
Anyway. SUMMER BREAKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! >:D
I hope ya enjoyed it!
Bai bai! :)