Canada's so cute~:3
"Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday dear Matthew, happy birthday to me~" As the last lonely note trailed off into the air, Canada smiled to himself. Reaching down, he grabbed hold of Kumajirou, lifting up to sit on his lap. "Come on, Kuma. Wanna blow out the candles with me?" The fluffy white bear blinked, looking from the cake to his master. "Who?"
Canada smiled fondly down at his pet. It was their birthday, although there was only the two of them to celebrate it. Sighing, he buried his face into the bear's pristine, white fur, inhaling his clean, cold scent. Slowly, his smile faded. Nobody remembered him. Half the time he was invisible to others and the other half they thought he was America. He had only wanted a day where he could be recognized for who he truly was!! Yet…..Looking about the dimly lit room, he felt so lonely. Choking back a sob, he buried his face in Kumajirou's fur once more, his tears staining the bear's back.
A sudden flurry of knocks upon his door jerked Canada out of his reverie. Confused, he just stared at it. Who would be visiting him? The knocks became more urgent and Canada began to feel a little scared. "W-who is it?" he called out hesitantly. England's familiar gruff voice rang out, tinged with annoyance. "Oy!! Canada, you alive in there?! Open up, lad, it's bloody freezing out here!!" Canada blinked in surprise, unconsciously squeezing Kumajirou a little closer. "Froid? Tu es froid, mon amour? Come, allow moi to warm you with my love~" "YOU BLOODY WANKER!!! GET THE FUCK OFF ME, YOU SODDING MORON!!! CANADA, OPEN THIS BLOODY DOOR!! I'M GETTING MOLESTED OUT HERE!!!"
Jumping to his feet, Canada crossed the room in three steps and pulled open the door, revealing England as he tried to pummel France to a pulp and America laughing in the background. The next second, all three of them tumbled into the room and Canada slammed to door shut behind them. "W-What are you doing here?" England stared at him as if he were stupid. "It's your birthday, lad. Where else would we be?"
Even more confused now, Canada began stuttering. "B-B-But…I….this…why…you…remembered?" France laughed, his hand resting comfortably on the Canada's shoulder. "You are so silly, mon cheri! Nous sommes la famille, non? Of course we would remember!" Through the course of his talking, France's hand had wandered downwards and Canada yelped in surprise as he felt the hand caressing his butt.
"Quit harassing my brother, you stupid Frenchie!!" America hand connected with France's head as he punched him. "Oy, stop bein' such a bloody perv!! Leave the poor boy alone!" "HAHAHA!!! Taste the fury of my Hero's Fist!!!" Canada watched the chaos unfold before him. Kumajirou wriggled free from his arms to plop himself down by Canada's feet. Looking up at his master, he uttered a single word. "Family." Canada smiled down at him. "Yeah, Kuma. That's right. Family." Somehow, the night didn't seem quite as lonely as before.
Pardon my French. It's not one of my favorite languages so it isn't all that good. Anyways, this was supposed to be a FrancexCanada fic, but somehow, England and America caught mixed in as well. I love the Kirkland Family~XD. Please leave reviews~~