I do not own Hetalia.

Note: I have this headcannon where countries use human names when they're being serious. Except for France, he just does it whenever he wants

"Hey Iggy, have you seen Canadia lately?" England looked up from his reading at the blond American before him.

"Who?" he replied uncertainly, America sighed.

"You know, Canada! Glasses, blond hair, always carried around that polar bear with him?"

England raised his eyebrows as he remembered, "Oh yeah him, no sorry. I haven't seen him anywhere."

America sighed again. Then left, saying something about wanting to play ball. England shook his head and went back to his book.

Several minutes later, his phone rang. Seeing it was France, England was reluctant to answer, but he figured it was an emergency or another request to be taken home after getting drunk.

"Hello?"

"'Ello Angleterre, I was just wondering if you have seen my dear Mathieu anywhere?"

"Matthew? As in Matthew Williams, Canada?"

"Oui."

"No I haven't, try asking America. He's been looking for him as well."

England heard a sigh on the other end.

"Alright then, but if you see Mathieu, tell me, oui?"

"Sure, sure," England sighed. He tried to get back to his reading, but his mind kept straying to thoughts about Canada, and why he never really noticed the country around at all. Shaking his head, he closed his book and decided to retire for the day.

…..

Meanwhile, America decided to look for the shy nation at his house.

"Dude? Canadia? You here, bro?" He called as he opened the door. It felt empty inside the house, there was dust everywhere. Now that I think about it, the country itself seemed pretty empty too, America thought.

"Canada? Matthew?" America called out again, but there was no response. Walking further into the house America heard what seemed to be sniffling, so he went to the source.

"W-who are you?" a squeaky voice asked. America turned to see a small white polar bear.

"Oh, hey Kuma," America said gently, "Was that you crying?" The bear nodded and sniffed.

"Well, why are you crying?" America asked. The polar bear just ran into a hallway, disappearing from sight.

"What the? H-hey! Wait!" America stumbled after the bear, calling out to it to slow down. Suddenly, the bear stopped, with America nearly crashing into it. Looking up, the nation saw that they were in front of a door with a red maple leaf painted on it. This must be Canada's room… America thought. Opening the door with a creak, America peeked in. On the far side of the bedroom he saw a bed, and on the bed lay his brother. Assuming he was asleep, America went over to wake him.

"Dude, what're you laying around for it's the middle of the day," He laughed as he walked towards the Canadian's bed. Reaching out, America grasped his brother's shoulder to shake him, only to pull back instantly. His expression changed to horror as he realized how cold Canada's body felt. Quickly, he checked for any breathing. Then, he pressed his ear to Canada's chest, trying to find a heartbeat.

He only found silence.

…..

France's phone rang noisily as he hurriedly picked it up.

"Bonjour!" he said enthusiastically. Only to be met with shaky breaths on the other line.

"'Ello? Is anyone there?"

"F-Francis…" France's eyes widened at the sound of his human name being used.

"America, is that you? Is something wrong? You sound like you've been crying."

"Just please… come to Matthew's place… he… he's…" America broke into a sob, alarming the Frenchman even more.

"What is it? What's wrong with Mathieu? America answer me!"

"Just… please. A-and bring England too." America hung up, leaving France with many questions swimming through his head. He quickly ran to the airport, calling England on the way.

…..

After hanging up on France, America fell to his knees next to his brother's bed, sobbing quietly.

"H-how did this happen…?" he asked through his tears. Hearing a noise, he turned to see Kumajiro holding out a note. Taking it, he scanned through the neat but small writing.

Dear Alfred, Arthur, and Francis,

By the time you read this I'll probably be gone. There has been a terrible epidemic going through my country that has killed off my people, including my boss, prime minister[1], and now me. You may already know this but, since I am now dead, that means the country of Canada is now gone due to the population dwindling to zero. Of course, it's not like many of you will notice any difference without my presence. I was never noticed anyway. In truth, I'm just glad that no other country has caught the disease. I'm sorry I never told you earlier, but I didn't want to cause trouble among you, along with the fact that you never really responded when I tried to get your attention. Alfred, I want you to take good care of Kumojiri, and Papa[2], you may do as you wish with my land. All three of you can split my belongings between you as you see fit. I know I was never able to say a proper goodbye, but this is the best I can do. I'm sorry for any trouble I've caused you in the past, and I hope you all become strong, prosperous countries. Alfred, you've been a wonderful brother, Francis you've been a great father, and Arthur you have been a great caretaker.

Love,

Matthew Williams – Canada

Several teardrops fell onto the page. America was wracked with sobs and shaking uncontrollably. He failed to see the others in the doorway, staring at the scene in shock and horror. France ran to the bed, doing as America had done to the body earlier to prove whether or not this was really happening. Soon, he was sobbing as well over his lost son. Looking up, America saw England was crying silently. After a painstaking pause with nothing but tears and sobs, England finally spoke up.

"Tell the other countries," he stated in a shaky voice through his crying, "We need to hold a funeral."

[1] For those who don't know, yes, Canada has a prime minister. Thanks Matthew Santoro! (look him up on youtube!)

[2] I've seen many fanfics show Canada calling France 'Papa' so I decided to do it as well, along with adding the 'son' part in there to show relationship.

For those who don't know: Matthew=Canada; Alfred=America; Francis=France; Arthur=Britain/England (I've also seen many fanfics that have France call Canada 'Mathieu' I believe it may be the French spelling of the word, correct me if I'm wrong)

So yeah! Now that the information is put aside, let's get on with the author's note! I've read this one Attack on Titan fanfiction where it shows what might happen if a certain important character dies. Now, I've always been a fan of the more serious side of Hetalia (feels, headcannons, etc.) so I decided to write what I think might happen if a country died. I also have this headcannon that a country can only truly die if that country's population dies off completely (or if there's a country unification thing or something ex. the Italian brothers). So yeah, if you want to put a request just say so in the reviews or PM me. I'm sorry if I have created any feels for you and for any mistakes. R&R please!