Oahu looked at the sleeping form of Hawaii who was reclining on his bed. He was going to have to sleep on the couch again. Well, it was better than sandy grass mats. Well, sort of, at least back than he was technically his own nation. Now he was just the capital of Hawaii. Luckily, she had mellowed with age. He remembered when he had fought her all those years ago.
Oahu paced along the beach in frustration. His boss was sitting a ways away trying to make a battle plan. But everyone knew it was pointless. Hawaii and her boss, Kamehameha had easily captured Maui and were now on his shores, preparing to capture him just as easily. Oahu kicked sand in anger. If only he hadn't just been through a minor war, maybe than he would have had more men. With a sigh, Oahu sank to the ground. Maybe if he took a nap he might be more ready for batl-AHH! Oahu sprang up whilst turning around. Behind him was Hawaii in all her war glory rushing down towards him, spear in hand.
Oahu shook himsel