I rolled over on the side of my bed. I rubbed my eyes and listened to my stomach growl. We hadn't had food in days.

"Neptune, we need to go to a meeting. We need to talk about our food supply." America told me.

"Not that thing again." I moaned.

"Come on Neptune. Everyone is getting a little mad at you now. You actually need to get up and start mopping around." America snapped at me.

"I'm hungry though." I complained.

"Well we all are Neptune. Maybe Dale is right, maybe you are just the princess. Let me get your boyfriend, maybe he can talk to you." American snapped at me.

"He's not my boyfriend. He is my best friend." I snapped right back at American.

"Well you only listen to him. What is he? Does he replace Mars?" America challenge. If I had a knife, it wouldn't be in my hand anymore.

"Don't talk about Mars." I snapped.

"I'm sorry Neptune, but we're done with you." America said. She pulled something from her pocket and threw it at me. I turned around to run, but the small rock like thing hit me in the back and I was on the ground. Strings wrapped around me. A figure walked into the room behind America.

"Good job." He said, then I passed out like a light.

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Author's Note

I don't know why Neptune's chapters always end up behind shorter than Mars. I guess there's more to write about from Mars' point of view.

Word Count: 255