United We Stand [3/?]
anonymous
May 6 2009, 21:04:52 UTC
America marveled at how fast Texas could gulp down what was put on the plate in front of him. He ate like a man who hadn’t eaten in weeks - and America thought, that might be true. Though they both knew how the vote would turn, Texas had refused to take anything of America’s before everything was ratified.
Arkansas was now big enough to crawl around underfoot. Florida waited patiently as South Carolina cut her food. Michigan had stopped crying and would open his mouth long enough to get some fruit paste in.
And now Texas has finally given up that fierce pride of his, if only long enough for breakfast. America smiled. It looked like today was going to be a good day.
“So Texas,” started America, “You happy here? You think you made the right choice?”
Texas nodded, not stopping to say a word. America returned his attention to Michigan, telling him to say ‘aaah.’
Michigan wouldn’t, though, even when he’d been so cooperative before. To prove he should eat, America put the reloaded spoon in his mouth, and promptly gagged. It tasted something like shit. Instead, America cut up and mashed some of the fruit on the table with a fork, hoping Michigan would find them a bit more palatable. Michigan seemed to agree that it was.
America didn’t want to ruin the quiet morning, but he knew that if he didn’t ruin it now, he’d have to ruin some other time. He took a deep breath and asked,
“You sure you want to be a slave-state, Texas?”
“He’s under the parallel,” said South carolina tersely, finishing chopping Florida’s omelette and handing off the fork to her little sister, “He’s got every right to it.”
“It’s his decision,” said America.
“And if I recall, he’s already said what he decided,” said South Carolina.
“I’m just making sure,” said America. So many years before he wouldn’t have cared either way, letting his states do as they would do. But now, the right to own slaves had become so much more than the right to own slaves - The whole business left him with a bad taste in his mouth. What was it General Washington had said again?
“‘Mn need the labor.”
No, those were Texas’s words, with the same words as all the others to justify it. At that moment, though America did not want to think about labor.
“See, Pa? He’s already made up his mind.”
“Alright then,” said America, thinking that somehow the political game his kids liked to play would be ruined with such uneven players. But even so, he could feel another state on the way, so their numbers couldn’t be uneven for long.
Re: United We Stand [3/?]
anonymous
May 8 2009, 17:12:01 UTC
*laughs* You know, I don't usually see the States so much as America's kids, but it really works here. Poor America, with 50 of them! (Though, I can't say I'm too surprised. America always did strike me as a bit of a, um, loose nation.)
Not taking offense or anything, but during the 1800's, America did it's best to keep away from Europe's affairs as long as Europe kept out of the New World. Today's America, yeah, I can see seeming a bit loose. But back then? I don't quite see where you're seeing it. Please enlighten me?
Arkansas was now big enough to crawl around underfoot. Florida waited patiently as South Carolina cut her food. Michigan had stopped crying and would open his mouth long enough to get some fruit paste in.
And now Texas has finally given up that fierce pride of his, if only long enough for breakfast. America smiled. It looked like today was going to be a good day.
“So Texas,” started America, “You happy here? You think you made the right choice?”
Texas nodded, not stopping to say a word. America returned his attention to Michigan, telling him to say ‘aaah.’
Michigan wouldn’t, though, even when he’d been so cooperative before. To prove he should eat, America put the reloaded spoon in his mouth, and promptly gagged. It tasted something like shit. Instead, America cut up and mashed some of the fruit on the table with a fork, hoping Michigan would find them a bit more palatable. Michigan seemed to agree that it was.
America didn’t want to ruin the quiet morning, but he knew that if he didn’t ruin it now, he’d have to ruin some other time. He took a deep breath and asked,
“You sure you want to be a slave-state, Texas?”
“He’s under the parallel,” said South carolina tersely, finishing chopping Florida’s omelette and handing off the fork to her little sister, “He’s got every right to it.”
“It’s his decision,” said America.
“And if I recall, he’s already said what he decided,” said South Carolina.
“I’m just making sure,” said America. So many years before he wouldn’t have cared either way, letting his states do as they would do. But now, the right to own slaves had become so much more than the right to own slaves - The whole business left him with a bad taste in his mouth. What was it General Washington had said again?
“‘Mn need the labor.”
No, those were Texas’s words, with the same words as all the others to justify it. At that moment, though America did not want to think about labor.
“See, Pa? He’s already made up his mind.”
“Alright then,” said America, thinking that somehow the political game his kids liked to play would be ruined with such uneven players. But even so, he could feel another state on the way, so their numbers couldn’t be uneven for long.
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Looking forward to seeing the next bit!
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