Occupy Wallstreet

New York stared out her apartment window. She sighed. For the love of God what was with these freaks?

She walked down stairs. Protesters surrounded the door. "Alright now," She growled. Pushing her way through the mob she made it onto the other side of the street.

Her mouth dropped open when she saw Italy and America protesting. "No fucking way," She mumbled under her breath.

Italy was the first to see her. "Oh New York!" He cheered. "Come here to wave a flag around too? I made one for you as well!"

Italy held out a white flag to New York. It read 'I surrender. New York.' "It'll also work on guys as well!"

Now York wondered how he would know that. "Uh thanks, but no thanks," She said. "I'm actually annoyed by the protesters. Kinda disturbing my city."

America pushed his way out of the crowd. He was holding a sign that said 'I just wanted to hold a sign and yell random things.' "Dude it's crazy there!" America cheered. "This is great!"

New York shook her head. "No it's not! They're disturbing my city and I won't have it!" She snapped. "Either they leave now or the NYPD is coming."

"Dude chill. Your as tense as England." America laughed.

"May I wonder how you'd know that?"

America froze. His face grew serious. "I'd rather you didn't."

New York placed her forehead in her hands. Her siblings-the more populated ones mainly-were also facing this problem. But not as bad.

"Dude it's America. They can do this," America reassured her.

New York shook her head. "This isn't right. Wall Street is right to be doing what their doing an-"

"The economy is in their hands."

New York laughed. "It's starting to go up. It's YOUR boss' problem. These last three years he hasn't been doing so hot."

America sighed. "This is just them expressing their freedom. Now if you don't mind we'll continue protesting." With that America walked back into the swarm followed by Italy.

"I wonder how much it would take for England to take me back," New York asked to herself.