Chapter 1:Meeting Papa France and hanging out with brother

A little boy whose name was Canada, was running through the forest with his polar bear, Kumajiro, in his hands.

It was a normal, beautiful day, Canada didn't really have anything to worry about. Besides he was to young to even care much about anything anyways.

Canada ran till he got to a valley near a pound. He went to the pond and put Kumajiro down watching him till his claws slashed a fish that jumped up out of the crystal blue water.

While his pet polar bear was eating Canada heard something strange behind him. He was curious, scared, and excited of what the noise might have been. Canada turned around slowly only to see something that he least expected.

Canada saw a tall blond, he looked very familiar but Canada couldn't make out where he had seen the blond before.

"Bonjour mon nom est France. Comment vous appelez-vous?"

Canada was to scared to even answer his question. He knew what France said but he was to shy and to scared to tell him. He didn't want France to take over him like what England did to his brother, he didn't want to have someone control him. He liked his land how it was and didn't want anyone to change that.

Canada quickly turned back around to see that Kumajiro was done eating. Canada grabbed his bear and ran off into the forest trying to stay as far away as he could.

France decided to follow right behind Canada after thinking about it for a couple of seconds.

"It's ok child, I'm not going to hurt you" Canada looked at France liking how soothing his voice was to him.

"B-Bonjour, I'm C-Canada..." Canada quickly looked back at the ground blushing slightly.

"Well it's nice to meet you, Canada" France smiled hoping it would cheer Canada up. But it just made him grip Kumajiro tighter.

France picked Canada up rocking him back and forth humming softly. Canada, wide-eyed at the first few seconds of shock whimpered, but soon calmed down falling asleep in France's arms. France giggled a little at how adorable Canada was, just sleeping there in his arms.

When Canada woke, he found himself lying on a big bed inside of a house. He was scared at the moment for two reasons;one, he had no idea where Kumajiro was and two, because he wasn't in the forest anymore.

"Kumakichi? Where are you..?"

To Canada's annoyance he heard a low squeaky voice say "Who?" And immediately replied "Canada! Matthew Williams!" Canada got off the big bed and grabbed his bear.

"W-Where do you think we are?"

"Dunno" Kumajiro patted Canada's face. "But I'm hungry. Where's breakfast?"

"No breakfast till I find out where we are" Canada ponderously looked around the room trying to remember what happened before he fell asleep.

"Oh that's right... That blond guy, what's his name?... France! That's right" Canada walked over to the door and opened it quietly.

When he was in the hallway he noticed a familiar man downstairs. Canada gasped. "T-Thats the guy who took America!" He got a closer look by going down at least two steps down the staircase.

"Wait is that..." Canada squinted. "Is that... America with him...? It is it is him!" Canada ran downstairs trying not to drop Kumajiro on the way down.

"Whoa, and whose this little guy?"

Canada ran past England almost falling on his face.

"Oh c'est mon petit Canada"

Canada looked up to see France but hid bis head in Kumajiro's fur.

"Hey bro, what are you doing at France's house?"

Canada looked up slightly. Still afraid of not going back home.

"I-I don't know.. Why are you here, I thought you were living with eyebrows"

"Well we visit here sometimes. Mostly because England wants to own you just as well as France does" Canada stood there in shock.

"O-Own?" He looked up at France and England.

"We'll it's not as bad as you might think it is. Theres Play time, free food, nap times, a home. Really awesome!"

Canada just stood there, he didn't know how to respond to that. He would love to have all of those things. But he knew that of that did happen his home that he knew and loved so much would change.

Canada's face was now turning pink. What does he WANT to do?

What does he say to them?

Bonjour mon nom est France. Comment vous appelez-vous?: Hello my name is France. What is yours?

Oh c'est mon petit Canada:Oh that's my little Canada