Soooo... this is a one-shot... yeah i decided i like the idea of bad ass Canada... so when i write Fanfic it is probably going to be something with or about Bad ass Canada... and here is a lovely example ^-^ did i mention i love Canada (you probably guessed by now) any ways this story pulled me out of bed at 8am so someone had better like this! i was half asleep still when the inspiration struck..thank god the laptop was on and sitting next to the bed (i fell asleep listening to music) so i really hope you like this.

Also the Bad Guy has no name cause i couldn't think of who to put there so i left it up to your imaginations... i realize that i call the nation a 'him' so if you think it's a chick nation then my bad. That's also what the ('_')ness is about. also it can't be England, France or Germany..you'll see why.

ok enough of my ramblings go read.

Canada couldn't believe his eyes…

America had fallen asleep in the meeting…

What surprised him more though was the fact that no one had even bothered wake him up for lunch…

Canada had started to get up to leave the room when something caught his eye, he glanced over the see another nation sneaking up on the sleeping America. He didn't find this odd at first considering most nations had probably never seen or even believed in a quiet sleeping America. He watched as the figure walked over and leaned down over the sleeping nation, pulling a knife from their pocket and slowly aiming it towards America's throat.

In a flash of red and white Canada had already pulled out the knife he kept strapped to his leg and moved behind the nation. At the feel of the cold metal of Canada's knife at their throat the nation froze, having not noticed the often forgotten Canada was still in the room. Canada leaned against the other nation grabbing the nations arm and pinning it behind their back and shoved them into the table sharply causing a small gasp of pain from the nation also making the nation drop the knife.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Canada asked in a tone that dripped in anger and malice.

"Wha- who…how?" The now frightened nation stammered out still confused as to what had just happened. Canada's knife pressed harder against the other nation's neck.

"I asked you what you thought you were doing, I would like an answer." Canada said trying to control the urge to punch the other nation.

Before the other could answer the door opened and England and France walked in, at seeing the sight before them the argument they were having was dropped in favor of standing there wide eyed and gaping mouths staring at the sight of Canada pinning another nation to the table with a knife to their throat.

"What the bloody hell!" England exclaimed with a look of confusion and fright.

"Peu un… Mathieu qu'est-ce qui est arrivé?" France asked in a low voice. (Translation: "Little one…Matthew what happened?" If it's not right, well… blame Google.)

Canada ignored them hardly even noticing their entrance, his focus on the nation currently having the honor of having his knife to their throat. America on the other hand had jumped awake at the sound of England yelling and was now staring at his brother with wide eyes. By now the other nations had all started to show up to find out what had happened. Everyone looked shocked and a little terrified at Canada.

"Bro…what the hell is going on?" America asked in a calm slow voice, spotting the other knife laying on the floor in between them.

"Why don't you ask this hoser… pulling a knife on a sleeping nation!" Canada said angrily

America looked between his brother and the nation pinned between him and the table. Slowly he stood up and grabbed his brothers arm.

"Bro you should calm down and let go…" America said noticing a small bead of blood on the pinned nation's neck. Noticing this too, Canada let go quickly and stepped back letting the other nation free.

"sorry…" Canada mumbled blushing slightly at how he had acted.

"No need to be sorry bro, it's not like you wanted to attack him." America said in a quiet voice making everyone nervous. (because you know...America and quiet voice was never a good sign.)

The other nation tried to sneak away only to be grabbed up by Germany, who dragged him back inside the room and stuck him in a chair.

"So what happened?" He asked looking at Canada and America.

Canada looked at the nation with renewed anger making everyone even America tense.

"I was leaving when I noticed '_' walking up to Alfred, when he pulled the knife I just reacted." He finished in a quiet voice.

Everyone just stared at the nation in disbelief. America didn't bother to look at the nation, he just wanted to get Canada out of there to calm down. It may not look like it but Matthew was a very violent person, even more so than himself. He had learned it the hard way, resulting in his white house being burned to the ground.

"Bro let's go grab a bite to eat since we missed lunch." He said grabbing Canadas arm.

"W-what about the meeting?" His stutter returning, that was a good sign.

"I'm sure that no one minds… Right?" America said casting a look that said 'just try and argue, see what happens.'

"Oh Non, we won't mind. Please go have your lunch~." France said catching the look quickly and shushing England who had missed the look America gave everyone and had started to say something about missing meetings.

"Nein, no one vill care." Germany said his hand still resting on the shoulder of the nation sitting in the chair so they wouldn't run off.

"Ok! Let's go mattie! I'm hungry and need some burgers!" Alfred immediately yelled making everyone jump.

They watched as America dragged a complaining Canadian out the door. They stood there for a minute before turning to the nation in the chair.

"Mon cher petit imbécile, vous n'avez vraiment pas envie de faire chier mon petit Canada." France said in a hushed tone.

(translation:" my dear little imbecile, you really don't want to piss off my little Canada" if it's not right blame google translator.)

And with that everyone turned to go leaving the nation looking more frightened than ever.

"Oh and if I find out you try to pull another stunt like you just did it is not only Canada that you will have to worry about." England said in a harsh whisper.

'_' sat there and stared at the wall… "What the hell just happened…who the hell was that guy with the knife?" the nation thought to himself.

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Matthew sat with Alfred as he shoved burger after burger into his mouth.

"Hey Al… I'm sorry I freaked out like that." He said in his usual quiet voice.

"Don't worry about it, in fact I should be thanking you bro! Who knows what would have happened if you hadn't been there!" said in his normal 'Hero' voice

"Yeah well it wouldn't have happened if people could see me, he wouldn't have even tried if he knew I was there."

"Hey...he would have just tried at a different time, one where you wouldn't have been there to save me…you know… sometimes it's good to be invisible… I mean did you see that guys face? HA it looked like he thought he was attacked by a ghost!" Alfred said busting out with laughter.

Matthew thought about it and realized something… for once Alfred was right… sometimes being invisible was a good thing.

He smiled and watched America shove more burgers into his mouth while trying to talk to him about a new anime he had seen or about a new scary movie that was coming out.

"Yeah, sometimes being invisible was a good thing." He thought to himself.

So what did you think? should i continue this or leave it as is? are you even going to review? please review it helps me with writers block... also i apologies(sp? i can never spell this word right) if the Characters are too OOC, but seeing Canada with a knife to a guy's throat will do that to you i would think. hope you liked it ^-^