A/N: Unfortunately, I lost all the chapters I made for Mochi Madness. I'll go type those up right now.
For now, enjoy the little plot bunny that refused to leave!
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"Dude, I totally got this! We just need a boatload of robots that can transform into cars-"
"You're a bloody idiot. I am not wasting money on such a ridiculous idea."
"What would you waste money on, mon chèr~?"
"Not on you! You bloody frog- ack! Stop touching me!"
"Oh, you like this, do not deny love~!"
"What love?!"
"Ahaha! Bro, you're so red!"
"Everyone, shut up!"
"Ve~ Germany, can we have a pasta break?"
"Nein! We are here for a meeting and-"
"But- but, pasta!"
"Dude, hamburger break!"
"Wanker, it's called a tea break."
"A wine break, perhaps~?"
"Shut up!"
Canada listened on, his small, slightly irritated smile in place. He was patient. He could wait his turn to speak.
"Can we talk about real issues?!"
"Bros! My government is going crazy and making Internet laws. Internet laws!"
"Who gives a bloody-"
"Internet laws!"
The barely noticeable Canadian pressed his bear to his chest, his smile fading slightly. No, he could wait. He was patient. Surely, they would continue with the meeting shortly.
"Burgers!"
"Pasta!"
"Scones."
"Wine~!"
"Wine isn't a food, you bloody git!"
"Pancakes," Canada muttered into Kumajirou's fur. Of course, no one heard.
Canada silently watched on as they continued to argue about meaningless things. He sighed, placing his chin on top of Kumajirou's hair. "Why aren't I noticed, Kumakichi?"
"Who?"
"Canada."
"Oh. Because you're boring?"
Canada huffed, peering down at his bear. "I'm not boring..."
"You're so quiet. Like a ninja."
"You know what a ninja is, but you don't know who I am?..."
"Yes."
The nation deflated slightly. "Was that a complement, then?"
"You don't do ninja things. You're like a lazy ninja. Ninja's are cool."
"I'm not cool?..."
"Be more ninja."
"How?" Canada asked curiously. He couldn't believe he was actually having this conversation.
"Be sneaky. Kill bad guys. Pull pranks," Kumajirou counted off, making a chopping motion with his paw.
"Pranks?...Maybe I've been letting you watch tv too much..."
"Tv is good. Like ninjas. And maple syrup."
"Maple syrup is good," Canada agreed quietly. Unfortunately, for Canada, his bear grew bored of the conversation and wiggled in his grasp. He gave a soft sigh and set Kumajirou down on the ground, watching in quiet amusement as his little friend whined to each nation about its hunger.
"Be more ninja?..." He asked himself, playing with his pen. "That's a dumb idea, but...I could try?"
Canada nodded determinedly to himself. "Even if it was just for a bit, I'm going to be a 'ninja'."
His shoulders slumped.
"That sounds so dumb out loud..."
"Ninjas are cool."
Canada started, nearly falling out of his seat in surprise. He looked over to see Kumajirou again, his muzzle covered in food.
"Kumajama, you can't- you scared me..!"
"Who?"
"Canada."
"Oh. Sorry. But, ninjas are cool," The polar bear cub repeated, climbing back onto Canada's lap.
"We've established that, eh?" Canada began to pet Kumajirou's soft fur, smiling softly when he heard his friend purr.
"Start being cool," Kumajirou said, leaning into Canada's touch. "Go steal Loud Man's burgers. He'd be so confused and it would be funny and I will get free food."
"That's mean," Canada scolded softly. "And you look like you already ate."
"Sausage is good, but I'm still hungry."
"Who gave you sausage?"
"Blond Meanie. Keeps calling me Knut and gives me food. I'm okay with that."
"Your nicknames for my friends are very mean..."
"Not friends. Ninjas don't have friends."
Canada frowned slightly. "I would like to have friends, though."
"Okay. Ninjas have friends then."
"Really?"
"No. But, it made you feel better."
Canada chuckled. "I guess it did..."
"Good. Now, steal Loud Man's food. He would never know."
"That's still mean, Kumakiwi."
"Who?"
"Canada."
"Oh. But, it's right there..."
Canada fought an internal battle. It was the bloodiest internal battle he has ever faced. He struggled, biting his lower lip hard and shaking his head.
Polar bear puppy eyes were just so cute.
"Okay..."
He wasn't sure if he would regret this or not.
Meh.
What could possibly go wrong?
A/N: I love Canada :3 He will not stutter and be a little push-over in my vic. That's not how I see him as at all ;w;
PruCan might be implied (sorry if you are not a shipper) so I'll just keep it that way. Implied, I mean.
Hope you all liked the small prologue!
:D
R&R~