(The organization personalities were made mainly by Cajun_Yankee so give them good dragon points ok thx goobye)

New York and California arrived at the mansion, California immediately taking note of the odd irregularities at play.

"You moved back here? I thought you sold this mansion," California said. New York smiled.

"Don't worry about it, baby. I still have a room I rent out occasionally," New York said. California nodded.

"I'll believe that...," California said. New York led California to the bedroom, where California began unbuttoning his shirt. "Are you ready to give me your... apology?" California cooed, letting his shirt fall to the floor. New York seemed at a loss for words.

"Ah- oh... Um... sorry baby, not tonight, I-"

"What's wrong? Are you afraid I'll notice something is off with your body?" California spat. New York froze.

"Wha-"

California grabbed New York's collar and glared intensely into his mechanical eyes.

"I'm not as dumb as the real New York... I know a f*cking robot when I see one," California spat before stabbing his trusty pocket knife™ into 'New York's' face. When the robot fell to the ground, its robotic skeleton twitched mechanically through its rubber flesh. California let out a sigh of relief. "Thank god, that could've ended badly..."

California observed his bullet wound once more to make sure it was still doing ok and then put his shirt back on. He left the bedroom and wandered through the hallways.

Meanwhile, in the mansions cell, Texas, Florida, and Alabama were tied to chairs, and not even in a fun way.

"...Do you think Robo York has kidnapped Cali?" Florida asked. Texas sighed.

"I don't know... Florida... I hate to critique you at a time like this, but you really shouldn't have told the robot the exact coordinates where California was upon request," Texas said in a defeated tone.

"...I told it in the form of a riddle, though...," Florida said.

"Simple addition isn't a riddle. You really thought a robot couldn't solve a math equation?" Alabama asked, visibly upset but too saddened to do much about it.

"You could've at least given him fake coordinates... you just told him exactly where to find Cali," Texas said. Florida was silent for a moment.

"... am I grounded?" Florida asked.

"Yes... that is, if we ever make it out of here...," Texas said. Just then, California burst open their cell door, looking annoyed.

"I hate technology," California spat.

"You're ok!" Texas exclaimed in relief as California got to work, untying the group from their chairs.

"Guys, I have a new plan. I'm tired of all the robot bullsh*t, and Ohio has been nothing but a condescending jerk to us. I say we hijack a car and take this to the UN," California said, untying the final ropes keeping Alabama down. Alabama nodded and grabbed a lockpick set from his pocket.

"I know how to hijack any ol' car, and I, for one, am ok with leavin' Ohio behind," Alabama said. Texas smiled.

"Glad I'm not the only one gettin' sick of him. What do you say, Florida?" Texas asked. Florida just raised his arms happily.

"I'm just along for the ride! Let's take this up to the big boys!" Florida exclaimed.

A few hours later, the crew cruised down the highway, eating McDonald's and being iconic overall.

"Are we almost thereeee? me and Cali already watched all our fav episodes of Keeping Up with The Kardashianssss," Florida whined.

"Yeah, yeah, we're almost there... god, the countries live so far away... and of course, the Orgs gotta live in the furthest corner from the state's city," Alabama said, casually trying not to fall asleep at the wheel, mostly succeeding. Texas sighed.

"I hope they're chill about us being escaped convicts... They should hear us out about the whole 'angry fleet of humanoid killer robots with weirdly convincing rubber flesh suits' right?" Texas asked.

"...Y'know, when you put it like that, it doesn't sound all that believable," California said.

"You two are kidding, right? You do realize both of the crazy murder robot attacks have been widely publicized, right?" Alabama said.

"Oh, really? Shoot, I guess that makes sense... god, this month has been a fever dream..." Texas said. Alabama parked the hijacked car outside the United Nations's headquarters/meeting hall/big a** fancy building with a big a** fancy map on it.

"You're tellin' me. Anyway, let's go in and let 'em know that sh*ts gettin' real," Alabama said.

The group entered the big a** fancy building, expecting to see some hustle and bustle inside. Oddly, it was silent, like an office building during a global pandemic. The group decided the best option was to wander around until they saw some sign of the Orgs. They found it through the sounds of Mariocart playing down a long hallway.

"Oh, that's a comforting sound," Florida said. The crew made their way to the noise source and were delighted (though slightly confused) to find UN, NATO, WHO, AU, and ASEAN in what appeared to be an office kitchen, enjoying some leisurely downtime playing Mario cart and eating fried chicken. UN looked over at the crew and seemed to go into business mode.

"Oh, hello... sorry, we weren't expecting anyone today," UN said, getting up from the lunchroom table and brushing biscuit crumbs off his button-up shirt.

"Oh, no problem... honestly, I didn't know y'all were chill like this," Texas said, shaking UN's hand. UN chuckled, seemingly a bit embarrassed.

"It's just- usually, the countries don't show up here unless they have to, much less their states. You guys are Americans, right?" UN asked. NATO perked up, having been hunched over a Nintendo Switch for most of this interaction. He saw the crew and put on a friendly yet confused smile.

"Oh, hey guys! Weren't y'all in prison like... a week ago?" NATO asked. WHO's eyes darted up from her book and to the crew.

"Prison? For what?" WHO asked curiously.

"Uh... we were framed. And um... look, it's a long story. But it involves evil murder robots disguised as humans, so it's at least interesting," Alabama said.

"I even got shot!" California exclaimed, showing off his wound. WHO nodded.

"Did you get to keep the bullet?" WHO asked. California had a confused look on his face.

"Huh? Oh... they didn't offer it to me, I guess?" California said.

"No, no, I meant is it still inside of you? Usually, they keep the bullet in there if it won't affect the healing process to do so," WHO said.

"Huh... I dunno! Now I'm curious," California said.

"We have an X-ray machine-" WHO started to gush before UN nudged her.

"We can follow up on that later, ok? Killer robots sound more serious than that right now," UN said. "Did you tell America about this?" UN asked. Texas sighed.

"So... uh... not gonna lie, we kinda wanted to avoid him after the whole 'complicity allowing us to be unfairly convicted of grand larceny' thing. We figured we should take it straight to y'all since, y'know... you guys might know what to do?" Texas said. The Orgs stared blankly at Texas.

"... Um, hate to leave you guys hanging, but what the hell do you expect us to do about killer robots who are disguised as humans?" ASEAN asked. The crew was admittedly a bit stuck.

"...I dunno, aren't y'all the bosses 'round here?" Alabama asked. The Orgs shrugged collectively.

"Not in any meaningful way, but even if we were some sort of formidable force, how do we distinguish between humans and robots?" NATO asked. Florida raised his hand excitedly.

"YOU SPLASH ALCOHOL ON THEM!" Florida exclaimed. Everyone stared at him.

"That's f*ckin hilarious, let's do it," UN said.

"Do what?" Texas asked.

"Oh, I was thinking of throwing a huge party and supply tons of alcohol. We've tried throwing numerous parties like this, and it always devolves into a champagne-spilling frenzy," UN said.

"I dunno how effective that'll be, but I love the idea so much that it doesn't matter. We'll help y'all set up the party," Texas said, high-fiving UN. Suddenly, EU walked into the room and was immediately confused.

"Who are they?" EU asked.

"Friends," UN said. EU frowned.

"Friends? I've never seen them before," EU said. UN rolled his eyes.

"I don't feel like repeating everything that happened to you, and you won't care anyway. Just call all your nations and ask for some alcohol donations," UN said. EU let out a slight scoff.

"Fine, I didn't want to know anyway...," EU said dejectedly before calling up some countries.

Meanwhile, Ohio and the real New York stood over robot New York's mechanical corpse.

"So you're saying this robot took my identity and convinced the convicted states I was working with the evil robots?" New York asked. Ohio nodded.

"Yes... it looks like they could see through its lies," Ohio said flatly. New York sighed.

"God, this is all so confusing... You said you'll let me help you find the four of them, right? So I can apologize?" New York asked. Ohio gritted his teeth but put on a smile.

"Yes... of course... we'll find them... If it's the last thing we'll do..."

"Last thing?!"