Peekaboo! I see you.
A Canada x Oc fanfic
Madeline Williams was simply unnoticed. Always being unseen by all at every world meeting.
With her brother Alfred always being the pompous braggart he is stealing the limelight she sits by as usual unseen by all. Well… not all. And that will be proven today by a certain country with a grudge against Spain.
Felipe sat at his usual place in the room where the world's fate is decided by a bunch of crazy personifications of the different Countries and Nations that make up the planet earth. Unfortunately said Nations and Countries act like total crazy people at most meetings. The only times they're actually serious is when it's a critical affair they're dealing with. Now Felipe wasn't the type to enjoy the constant stupidity of most Nations/Countries. But today was different. Today he saw someone. Cliché love at first sight. He saw possibly the cutest thing he could think of. A girl with an unnatural cowlick on her blonde hair set in twin ponytails and astonishing violet eyes that reminded him of the lavender flowers his mother grew back in his homeland. He blushed as he saw her look in his direction and turn away so he did the same to try to hide his wicked blush.
What was that?
Who-who was that?
Madeline looked away hastily trying to hide her blush as best as she can. Instead of looking back at the stranger she opted for looking around the room. What she saw was the normal things occuring at the world meeting hall. Well as far as normal goes in this place. Russia towered above Italy and... well he was just standing there smiling and making those weird 'kolkolkol ' sounds of his. America and Germany were screaming at him. The latter refusing his proposals of communism and America to stop scaring Italy. Hungary arguing *cough* love talking *cough* with Prussia and well the usual stuff that happens at the hall.
Alright now or never.
He got up from his chair that strangely whispered to him something that went like chair mode. He walked past the screaming, arguing and bickering Nations and Countries and walked straight to her. Once he was in front of her he could see her more clearly. She wore a simple red jacket with a red maple leaf on the back and a red beret. The jacket covered a white shirt and she wore a black skirt. he racked up his courage and spoke in perfect English. " Excuse me but I would like to have the pleasure of knowing the name of this beautiful lady right before me ". She flinched as she heard a voice suddenly in front of her. She jerked her view to the taller country before her wearing a uniform that seemed to be a inspired by Spain's." You-you can see me? " she asked nervously. He chuckled." Of course I can see you " he replied kindly. She smiled. Oh god that smile seemed to brighten up the entire room. It made his day- no... His life. He wanted to see her smile again. So she spoke in a semi-french accent." It is Madeline monsieur "." Well my name is Felipe. Felipe Bonifacio ". His smile prominent. He looked down at her." Would you like to hang out sometime? " He so boldly asked. She was slightly taken aback but anyway responded beaming." I would love to ".