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Alaska poked his head out of his garage and to the outside. His garage was severed off the main Statehouse and instead plopped outside far away and in the garden.The tall start forced some of his energy out to activate an ability and quickly felt himself become lighter. Alaska momentarily looked down at his now glowing hand before stalking off with a camera in hand.He saw glimpses of his light mint green hand with purples accompanying them. All the colors swirled around like glitter floating around in colored water. As Alaska made his way out from the garden the already strong scent of chlorine became stronger.Alaska walked out from the garden to be greeted by a large pool. It’s scent attacked his nose as he came out of the large shrubbery of flowers.He saw the lights on and Florida swimming around with multiple other states. Alaska noticed how none of them had clothes on. He held the camera lense away from the strange sight of Texas and his no clothes syndrome.Alaska slinked his way up a hill gradually increasing in height and up to The Statehouse. The man went around back and saw New York cleaning up what looked like one of Florida’s food experiments through the window.Continuing to the back, Alaska turned the corner and saw California laying on the ground while literally on fire. This was a normal sight to see, California’s ability was to light his entire body up in flames and it was a more common sight than him without flames.Alaska ignored the stressed Californian who was rambling to himself about something, Alaska didn’t know nor did he care.Once the tall state ducked his head and went inside he saw New York scrubbing away at the stove with a mass of burnt something on it. Alaska also noticed how the floor was a mess as it had black stains of something burnt that exploded.He held his camera up and pressed the button with a little red dot on it. The camera started recording and Alaska let it film New York scrubbing like hell on that poor stove.He kept the film rolling as he moved throughout the small upper floor. Alaska continued to the living room and watched as the South and Midwest watched football.Then there was suddenly yelling and it startled the big man. There were cheers and curses amongst the small crowd of states as somebody’s team won.Alaska pointed the front of the camera at it when suddenly a fight broke out. Someone he recognized as Georgia, a tall black man, and another who he saw wearing an oversized red jersey.Ohio took the first hit as another tried to hold him back. After that Georgia pushed a hard hit to the smaller state’s face and a loud crunch came from his nose.There seemed to be immediate regret as the red jerseyed state was picked up by his attacker and rushed upstairs. Alaska didn’t know Georgia could run that fast. Wait, since when was he able to walk?Alaska questioned it for a few moments before walking his way to the first of five underground floors. He walked onto the Territories floor and wasn’t excited. The territories were absolutely feral and not in a good way.The territories were fine towards other personifications but wanted humans dead. Alaska couldn’t blame them though, a lot of humans he’s met are deserving of getting torn up by feral children. A lot, but not all.Alaska hurriedly made his way down to the Southern floor to avoid the territories. When Alaska stepped foot on the floor he was greeted with a loud bang then repeated swearing.A state suddenly emerged from the small recreational space of the Southern floor. The state was Maryland who angrily stomped down the stairs. She had the look of “I’m about to chew someone out.”Alaska didn’t even attempt to ask what’s wrong in fear Maryland would give him a death glare worse than New York could ever do. Instead of attempting to talk, he walked over to the recreational area to find a shattered piece of glass.The man immediately tugged himself away when his brain started getting horrid thoughts. They told him to cut someone’s skin with the glass and even his own. They spoke up and told him to vandalize something or someone's body with the shards.Alaska despised those sudden thoughts, he wished he never could’ve been able to think like that.The state pushed his legs down the steps to get away from the potential weapons and down to the Midwest floor. The Midwestern floor was an absolute nightmare, almost all of them are what Colorado described a “fratboy” to be.They were messy and incredibly unclean, organized with their trash, but still unclean. Sure the hallways had questionable red stains and… other stains… but besides that everything else was ok besides the sharpie graffiti.Alaska continued his way down the steps and onto the Western floor. This side he liked better, sure it smelled like vape and weed but art was everywhere and Alaska enjoyed looking at all pretty colors on the walls.Every but of art was in a different style and color scheme. The Western floor was very artsy it was just the strong smells of nicotine and CBD ruined the atmosphere.Alaska held his breath when walking to reach the last set of stairs and when reaching them he quickly raced down them. Alaska finally ended up where he wanted to be, on the Northeastern floor.The Northeastern floor always had the lights off but an abundance of night lights and lamps along with colorful LED lights. Alaska enjoyed the floor the most mainly because of how they chose to decorate it.The only downside was that the smell of nicotine here was much stronger. The Northeast was full of cigarette smokers and a handful didn’t go outside to smoke.Alaska made his way down the hallway, he walked as quietly and as quickly as he was capable of until he reached the end of it. He knocked on the door and a small state answered.Maine’s tired face lit up at the sight of the much taller state. “Why didn’t you teleport? I heard you stompin’ around upstairs.”“Can’t teleport without a camera imploding on itself.” Alaska spoke as he ducked under the door to let himself in.“Hm, right, right.” Maine shut the door after Alaska entered the room and beelined for his bed.Maine turned his head to look up at Alaska. “Why’d you even bring the camera anyways?”“I found it in the garage and wanted to look through it with you.” Alaska pressed the tiny button with a red dot on it and with a small click the camera stopped filming.“Alright, come here then.” Maine said as he patted the spot next to him on the bed.Alaska plopped himself down and handed the camera over to his partner. “Let's see what’s on here.”