Well... Since school is over for me now-
I'ma post this.
Warning really big words! ;-;
California walked down the stairs to the kitchen. His normal black shirt with his flag on, his orange beanie, and his glasses were freshly cleaned. He hated the state that just so happened to be in there cooking, Texas. Texas never made any vegan food unless he had to. And since it was his turn, he’d most likely make unhealthy food for the rest of the house to stomach. “All that processed food isn’t good for you Tex.” The golden state growled looking at the stack of bacon, a ton of eggs, and pancakes stacked up so high it could have touched the ceiling. It probably was…
Not very sanitary.
“You know full well I’m making food for around 50 people. This ain’t just me eatin’ all this food.” The southerner growled, he had no problem with vegans. This one just annoyed him constantly about him being mainly an Omnivore and eating lots of GMOs. When health was the least of his concerns. “A ton of your people in poverty would have loved this fine meal,” Texas added, knowing that had struck a nerve. California simply fixed his beanie, “Well at least I’ll live a longer life.”
“We’re immortal, no matter if I eat organic or industrial foods I can’t die. Well… Unless the state is harmed but still.” California rolled his bright blue eyes. Of course, Texas would argue about this, they argue about literally everything. It’s always controversial. Pennsylvania walked into the kitchen seeing the two states glaring daggers at one another. “What did I just walk in on?” He asked, knowing full well he shouldn’t have.
“Nothing just some Californian throwing his bias all around the household again.”
“You act like you don’t do the same.”
“You two fight like an old married couple.” Penn mumbled, moving to grab some food. “Well, maybe I’d be nicer if his feedlot wasn’t so bad, and if he ate foods that never gave heart attacks.” Texas whipped his head around, if he wasn’t still cooking he’d most likely tear him to shreds. “Listen here you-“
“Shut up!!” New York yelled entering the kitchen, grumpy as usual. Texas's green eyes darted straight at him. “How about I'll do that when you and New Jersey get along.” New York glared at him. “What in the unhealthy dilemma is all this?” Washington says stopping right behind California.
“That’s what I said!!”
“Don’t think I’m agreeing with you.” Washington walked closer and got a good look at all the food. “Why is it so greasy?” Texas rolled his eyes at the smaller man. “That’s called flavor.”
“It’s called you’ve figured out a way to kill us.” Washington clapped back immediately. The resistant Texas refused to remake 50 bowls of food. He already made California his vegan option since no one should go without eating. The state handed California his food and grabbed some of his own to eat.
Unhealthy or not. He's hungry and food is food. They probably are right tho-
And I'm out--
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Statehouse stuff again
FanfictionHai. im doing it again- I'd like to say this isn't to offend anyone. this is for me to be dumb as hell. :)
