This one is based off of my younger brother again. He's such a cutie, really. I love him bunches!
I don't own Hetalia! end /AN/
Canada stared at the newcomer with eyes full of awe. He'd never really had a lot of other children around, so he wasn't entirely sure what to do with this one. She sure seemed pretty, though.
"This is Seychelles, and she's going to be staying with us; be nice to her, mon petit." France introduced the girl, looking at Canada with his usually happy papa face. Then he turned and left.
Canada comtemplated the girl. She was shorter than he was, but not by a lot. The white sundress she was wearing was spotless, and it made him think she had to have a personality to match. How could he possibly approach her?
Then he remembered how France had approached beautiful women, and since this girl was undoubtedly the most beautiful he had ever seen, he knew what to do.
He approached her quietly, and she watched him curiously with her big chocolate eyes. His hand reached forward, and wrapped around her digits. He pulled her hand closer to him, as if it were some sort of treasure. She just kept her fingers in her mouth, watching him with an apparent lack of alarm.
He leaned his face into hers, smiling lightly. "Hi. I'm Canada."
And she just stared at him, for about fifteen seconds. Then she started to giggle. "'m Seychelles. You're funny." Canada smiled, utterly pleased with himself.
France, however, was leaning in the doorway and barely smothering laughter. Looked like he was rubbing off on the kid after all...
/AN/ Just a drabble, but I hope you enjoyed it!