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"You have the potential."

Right, so Canada had been minding his own business, doing his usual habits of spooning out the last remaining drops of maple syrup so he could lick it off the utensil, cleaning his house, ignoring America's annoying and incoherent texts, and admiring Kumajirou's adorable eyelashes.

Until that... thing sat in front of him with those rather creepy unblinking red eyes.

"I'm surprised really," Okay, the creature-thing was really starting to freak him out because its mouth didn't even move when it spoke, "I'm mostly attracted to locate young girls who are going through their adolescent stages."

Canada was immediately insulted, "You thought I was a girl?" His brows twitched and his voice went a little louder than his normal whispering voice, "A teenage girl?!"

"I admit I did," The thing looked like it walked out of one of Japan's animes or something, "But you have the potential, Matthew Williams!"

He seriously didn't care what 'potential' he had and he wondered how the hell this thing knew his human name, "Is this one of Alfred's pranks?" He frowned, looking around for his brother nation, "Alfred, you better come out!"

"This is not a trick, I do not understand the concept of a trick," The cat-thing said and that statement only proceeded to freak him out even more, "Matthew Williams, I can grant you any wish if you make a contract with me!"

His phone vibrated in his pocket and he glanced at it, wanting any kind of distraction from the catrabbit.

Mattie cum over now and we can play gamez all nite :3

Canada rolled his eyes, rubbing his temple to try to relieve his headache.

"Matthew Williams, accept my contract to become a Magical Girl and I'll grant your any wish!"

Mattie Mattie Matt Matt! ANSWER ME! U keep ignoring me!

"Maple! Fine, I wish that Alfred would stop anno– HOLY MOTHER OF MAPLE!?" Canada shrieked in horror, "What are you doing, Kumarou?!" He stepped back, crying internally because blood was now staining his carpet, which had been so hard to clean!

Kumajirou glanced up, the head of the catthing still clamped firmly in his jaws while blood leaked from the thing's decapitated body. He chewed on the head for a moment before deciding it didn't taste very good and spat it out and finally answered his owner's question.

"Haven't you ever been to Danbooru?"

Canada stared as the polar bear wandered off and he wondered if he was still maybe high from the stuff Holland had brought over a few days ago.

Last time he smoked any Dutch products...