California tried really hard; like so hard to control himself. He had already been banned from being anywhere near Washington a week before any Bigfoot hunting trips. All good intentions meant nothing after enough calls of "Shut Up California".
It was just a day trip, the Emerald Lake Trail, in the Rocky Mountain National Park, no need for camping equipment or rations of food.
It was just... California didn't know how he had been invited, and was determined to not get himself uninvited. The Four Corners are a tight group, any mention of having a tag along might have them realise California was not needed or wanted on the trip.
"Utah, your hat!" California waved a tan bucket hat into the front seat.
Utah looked at it in surprise and grabbed it while checking his head with his other hand, "oh thanks Cali. 'Vada always says I'ld forget my head if it wasn't screwed on."
California sat back and gave himself an internal fist pump. Finally, he found the line between annoying and helpful.
"New Mexico," California reached into his bag and pulled out a tube, "I have it on good authority that this brand of sunscreen doesn't leave white residue on darker skin."
New Mexico grabbed it from him, "if your authority is some gringo influencer then I'm burying you off the trail."
"Hey!" Colorado called from the driver's seat, "we're not polluting the Rockys with California's body!"
"Agreed," Arizona grabbed the sunscreen and started applying some, once New Mexico squeezed out enough, "Not enough on him to fertilize a weed."
"He'll give a coyote a tummy ache trying to find any meat on him." Utah laughed and took the tube off Arizona, "Stay still Ra."
Colorado swatted Utah's cream covered hand away from his face, "I'm driving, we're almost there, can you wait?"
"Okay," Utah shrugged and applied the cream to his own face, "Just don't forget or Cali might ground you."
California made a face but was interpreted by New Mexico laughing, "Sí, no weed for you."
"And no climbing 13ers," Arizona poked Colorado from behind.
Colorado pulled into a carpark and made a big show of grabbing the tube before turning off the car and getting out.
The others scrambled out after him and started stretching out the long drive, getting ready for their hike.
Colorado threw the near empty tube back to California, "There, anything else?'
California opened his mouth before his brain could catch up with him, "You have enough water?"
"Yes Dad," Colorado jiggled his bottle to show it was mostly full. Giggles came from the other 3 states, Colorado swatted Arizona's shoulder, "oh shut up."
California shifted nervously from foot to foot, they were laughing but it still wasn't too late to tell California to fuck off and leave them alone.
Utah took a picture of the trail map for future reference, "Does that make 'Vada our mom?"
New Mexico punched him, "You and your mommy kinks would enjoy that."
Utah spluttered as laughter filled the air. Finally Colorado started towards the start of the trail, "Come on you lot, we have to get Dad back before his bed time."
California made a show of protesting but he couldn't wipe the smile off his face.