The only sound in the house was coming from the leaky faucet in the kitchen, Canada made a mental note to call a plumber before sighing and laying her head on the arm of the sofa. It was a gloomy, grey Sunday afternoon and she had once again wasted a whole weekend doing nothing but watching hockey and eating pancakes with no one to keep her company.

Sure she had her polar bear, but Kumajiro disappeared on Friday night: Canada wasn't worried, he would come back home when he got hungry. Sometimes she missed when she was a colony. She remember her times with France, who doted upon her, buying her pretty dresses and jewelry, brushing her hair and showing her off to the other countries.

Living with England was alright, but she prefered France because he never forgot about her. England also had control over her sister America and she was always favored by England. When America declared her independence, England clung to Canada like a frightened child, terrified that she would leave him as well.

Canada sighed heavily, watching the televison screen re-playing an episode of the Big Bang Theory without really seeing it. She briefly considered calling England or France but decided against it. Surely France would recognize her voice if she spoke in French, but she didn't need England asking who she was or mistaking her for her sister.

Her sister, America... Canada sighed and rolled off the couch to reach her cell phone that was laying on the coffee table. She dialed the familiar numbers and pressed the talk button before she put the phone on speaker. She rested her head on the coffee table while listening to the ringing.

Ring. Ring. Ri-

"Yo? Die you stupid zombies!"

Canada rolled her eyes. "Hey Ali."

"Oh heyyy Maddie!" Alison Jones aka the United States of America said cheerfully, pausing her game. She put her phone in between her shoulder and her ear while she took a deep swig of her Coke and took a potato chip from the bag sitting next to her on the couch. "What's up?"

"Nothing. Been kind of bored lately, nobody's called me or visited in a while..."

America winced, feeling guilty because she knew it was true. America and Canada were very close when they were England's colony's, but when America asked Canada to become independent as well, Canada didn't want to hurt England and America was very upset by her near-twin's decision.

"Well, why don't you call up some of the other nations and have like a party or something?"

"A party?" Canada questioned.

"Yeah, like call the other chick nations and have a slumber party!"

Canada paused for a moment, mulling over the idea of having a slumber party. She never had what was considered a "normal" by human standards, life. She didn't have friends growing up, besides America and ocasionally Romana when she lived with France and Spain would come to visit.

"Well... what do you do at a slumber party?"

America paused her game and blinked a few times. "You don't know?" She tried to think back on all the slumber party's she had, she thought she invited all the female nations that she knew, but apparently she hadn't. "Well, you talk about boys, and paint each-others nails, stay up late, eat junk food and do each-others hair and makeup."

Maddie smiled, that did sound like fun... "Wh-what if the others don't show up?"

"Then we'll have a sister's weekend, just the two of us!" Alison waited for a few seconds before Maddie finally responded. "Okay, so, umm, when should I plan this slumber party?" She sounded so nervous, it was almost cute.

"Are you in Toronto?"

"Yeah..."

"Awesome! I'll see you in like, two hours!" Alison hung up the phone before Maddie could protest. She saved her game and shut it off before she left the living room to change into a pair of shorts and a Superman T-shirt. Maddie called around 2:30 and when Alison hung up on her, it was 2:45 but by the time it took Alison to throw a bunch of clothes in a suit case and locate her passport (which she found laying on the coffee table, where she last left it) it was almost 4:00.

The way she drove, she made it from New York to Toronto in just over an hour and twenty minutes. It took her another ten minutes to remember where Maddie's townhouse was located, and almost half an hour to drive there.

Maddie's house hadn't changed since the last time she was here. The house was still made of white bricks with the door painted a bright shade of red, a large Canada flag hung over the garage, fluttering in the breeze.

Alison pounded on the door with her fist and Maddie opened it a minute later. "Hey Madds!" Alison pushed her way past Maddie, dropped her suitcase and pulled her near-twin into a bone-crushing hug, which Maddie returned full-heartedly.

"Hi Ali, how've you been?" She inhaled the scent of Alison's shampoo before Alison pulled away and took her suitcase and Maddie's hand. Maddie led her up the stairs and into the guest bedroom. She sat down on the bed while Alison threw her suitcase in the closet and Alison joined her.

"I've been alright, but I'm not here to talk about me." Maddie tried to mask her shocked face but she obviously wasn't doing that good of a job because Alison laughed. "I know, right? But you've been feeling crappy lately, and your big sis is here to make it allll better~! But could ya make some food? I'm starving, dude!"

Maddie rolled her eyes.