Hey there!

So my sister and I were talking one day, about how Peter White looks hust like Canada, but acts just like America. Then, the idea for this fanfic popped in my head, and I had to write it. THere's quite a bit more to write, but here's the start!

It is a crossover, and I tried to label it as such. But for some reason, I couldn't find AitCoH anywhere.

PS. Obviously, I think Kumajirou is a girl, even though a lot of people probably disagree. But for the sake of the story, just roll with it. K?

I do not own Hetalia, or Alice in the Country of Hearts, or Brother Bear, yada yada yada... This applies to the entire duration of the story, and such.

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Onto the srory!

1. Down the Rabbit Hole

"Miss Kumakichi!"

"Who are you?"

"I'm Canadia…"

This was a usual exchange between me and my master. He would forget my name, and I forget his. It probably looked really weird from the outside, but no one knew our secret.

In actuality, we know each other's names. We just pretend to forget. It's sort of an unspoken game. We don't talk about it, but we're always smiling on the inside. Because my master goes unnoticed, we have to entertain ourselves somehow during world meetings. It's just something that had developed.

Right now, Canada had found me in his room, drinking from his secret stash of maple syrup. Why does he hide extra bottles in his closet? I don't know. . .

Canada sighed. "Kumajirou." He started. Of course, we just use our real names at home. "Why are you drinking maple syrup?"

"The real question," I started. "Is why do you have a stash of maple syrup?"

He thought about that one for a moment. "In case I run out?" He gave as a lame excuse. "But that's beside the point. Answer my question, Kumajirou.

I put the bottle down and walked over to him. "Because I was hungry." I answered raising my paws. "Feed me." Canada sighed again as he handed me a cookie. I took it carefully between my paws, and started nibbling on it. He picked me up and carried me to the kitchen. He sat me down on the table, fixing the red ribbon tied around my neck, then walked to the stove.

"What do you want?" He asked me.

"What do you think, wise guy?" I asked in return.

"Pancakes?" I nodded. He went to start preparing my dinner. "The reason I was looking for you," He started. "Was because I wanted to know if you wanted to watch a movie."

"What movie?" I asked.

He gave me a coy smile. "Brother Bear."

I nearly dropped my cookie. "Yay!" I shouted, nearly jumping in my chair.

Canada chuckled. "I'll take that as a yes?"

"Of course, dummy!" I loved Brother Bear. It was one of my favorite movies.

A few minutes later, my pancakes were done, and I was sitting on the couch, my plate in front of me. Canada set up the movie, then sat down next to me. He had made a plate of pancakes for himself. We finished eating in a few minutes, then sat the plates aside. He pulled me onto his lap, hugging me over my shoulders.

We watched the movie, Canada covering my eyes when the mother bear was killed. I groaned internally when he did that, but I let him. Once his hand was removed, we were both singing along to the transformation song.

It was a bit strange, watching Kenai turn into a bear. "Hey, Canada?" I asked. "What's it like to be human?"

"What?" He asked distractedly. "I don't know. What's it like being a bear?"

"I don't know." Of course, we aren't a normal human or bear. He's a country, so he's basically immortal. And being that I'm his companion, so am I. And it hurts to try and remember how long we've been together. I snuggled closer to his chest.

Because we were home, he was in casual wear. He wore jeans and an overlarge hoodie over his long sleeve T-shirt. The hoodie, of course, was red with his signature maple leaf on the front.

We continued to watch the movie. Once in a while, I would feel Canada stroke my head behind my ears, or toy with the ribbon around my neck. We were singing along to Koda's traveling song, when we were interrupted by a certain American.

"DUDE!" America yelled as he burst through the door. It was locked… "Canadia! Bro! You gotta' help me!"

Canada stood up, still holding onto me. "America?" He asked his twin. "What's wrong?"

"No time to explain!" America shouted. Wait, he always shouted. "Just follow me!" He grabbed Canada's hand and dragged him out the door before he could give a response. Canada never went anywhere without me, so I just settled for the ride.

"America!" Canada shouted, trying to get his brother's attention. "What's going on?" Even shouting, he wasn't very loud. At all. However, he was noticed by his brother. Not something that happened often.

America stopped in his tracks, turning around. He placed his hands on Canada's shoulders and looked him in the eye. "Dude!" He started. "I like, saw this rabbit! And now I have to find him!"

Canada looked over his glasses at the loud nation. "And?" He asked."Why do you need to find the rabbit?"

"Well," America started. "The rabbit was white, and he had a vest, and glasses, and now I need to find him so that I can HEROICALLY go to a tea party!"

Canada sighed, closing his eyes. He lifted one of his hands from me, pinching the bridge of his nose. "America." He said evenly. "You've been hanging around dad too much." Canada was referring to England, the man who raised them. "And besides. It's dark out right now. I was just wanting to watch a movie with Kumajirou, then go to bed. And you want me to run around in the middle of the night, while it's freezing, to help you find a rabbit?"

"Exactly!" America exclaimed. Then his faced dropped. He removed his hands from Canada's shoulders, and turned slightly away. "But, I understand if you don't want to. I just wanted to hang out with you. But, if you don't want to…" He let his voice trail off.

Canada sighed. He seemed to be holding something in. He shook, until the words exploded from him. "ALRIGHT! Alright… I'll help you find the white rabbit…"

"ROCK ON!" America shouted, a sudden mood change taking place. He grabbed his twin's hand, and continued running. Canada had no trouble keeping up with him, but he wasn't nearly as enthusiastic. Not even close. We soon crossed the border to America's house, then made it to his front gate.

He had us running all over his yard, looking for the rabbit. He led us to a bush at the edge of his lawn.

"This is where he was last!" He said pointing. "Now I think we can find him if we hire an entire pack of bloodhounds to track him! Either that, or we can have Tony use his alien equipment doohickey to look for him. Let's go!"

"Yes, we could," Canada said slowly. "Or, we could just use Kumajirou. She is a tracker."

"Alright!" America exclaimed. "Free labor! I'm all about that! Get to work!"

Canada sighed, but put me on the ground. I gave him a questioning look, and he gave me a reassuring nod in return. I sighed as I put my nose to the ground. I walked over to the spot where America was pointing, and started sniffing around. I eventually picked up the nutty scent of a forest animal. But it also smelled strangely sweet and spicy at the same time.

Once I had found my trail, I followed it, the North American twins following close behind. The trail went all over the yard, around every corner, and making random turns. Then, the trail suddenly got stronger, signaling that I was getting close. My animal instincts started taking over. I picked up the pace, a low growl building in my throat. The twins had fallen behind. I finally found what I was looking for.

Yep. A rabbit. A white rabbit. A white rabbit with a vest and glasses.

The rabbit was turned away from me, not paying attention. I slowed down and positioned myself to a prowling position. Then, I jumped. I knocked the rabbit down, standing on his back. My growl was back, and much louder. I was getting ready to aim for his throat, but I was suddenly lifted in the air.

I struggled, but was turned around to see that Canada was holding me at arm's length. He was looking at me over his glasses. "Kumajirou," He said slowly. "We eat pancakes, not rabbits. Even if it did come from a fairy tale."

I sighed, and turned my head to look over where the rabbit was. America had caught the creature, squeezing it tightly. Now that I looked, the rabbit appeared to be almost as big as me. I looked back at Canada. "Okay…" I mumbled. He stared at me for another moment, then turned me around so that I was facing away from him. He pulled me close and held onto me. We could hear America talking.

"Dude, so, I like totally want to go to Wonderland and have a tea party and heroically save everyone from the queen!" He was yelling. "You have to take me! Like, right now!"

The rabbit struggled for a bit. Eventually, a voice came from the creature. "Now why would I do that?" It said. We all stopped, staring at the rabbit. "You're loud, he's unattractive, and he tried to eat me." He gestured from America, to Canada, then to me as he said this.

I felt myself growl again. "I'm a girl, stupid head!" I yelled. "And since when can rabbits talk?"

"What are you talking about?" The rabbit asked. "Rabbits don't talk here? How boring. I want to go home. Put me down."

"Only if you take me with you!" America demanded.

"Fine then," The rabbit replied. "But only if you put me down!"

"Okay!" America very nearly dropped the rabbit.

"Catch me if you can!" The rabbit yelled. He took off through the woods, laughing all the way.

"Hey!" America yelled. "Wait up!" He started running after the rabbit, crashing through the trees.

"America!" Canada shouted. He took after his brother, with me in his arms. Canada was mostly following America by listening for his laughter.

All of a sudden, we didn't hear America's laughing anymore. It was deadly quiet.

"America?" Canada asked quietly, slowing to a walk.

"Where did he go?" I asked him.

"I don't know, Kumajirou." He replied. "I don't know…" He continued to walk for a moment, before the world gave way.

"AAAAHH!" We both screamed as we fell down, down, down. Where we were going, I had no idea. Canada tightened his grip on me as we flipped through the air.

Then, everything went black.

I woke up slowly, leaving my eyes closed. I had a headache. A really bad headache. I tried to feel where I was. I was lying over something soft. Whatever I was on, started to move. I opened my eyes, seeing that I was on top of Canada. I looked around, seeing America about five feet away.

"Kumajirou?" heard a quiet voice ask. I smiled, looking back to Canada. His eyes were still closed.

"Who are you?" I asked. A smile pulled at the edge of his mouth. He started opening his eyes.

"I'm Canada-AAAHHHH!" His sentence was cut off with a scream. His own scream, to be exact. He tried to push me off of him.

"Canada?" I asked. "Why are you screaming?" I was ready to start growling at whoever was hurting my master, when I heard America screaming.

"GAAH!" He yelled. "Naked chick! Canadia! Why is there a naked chick on you!?"

Now I was confused. I didn't see any other girls anywhere. "Canada?" I asked again. "What's going on? Why are you both being weird?"

Canada looked at me. "Kumajirou?" He asked. "Is that you?"

I cocked my head. "Yeah." I said. "Who else would it be, dummy?"

He put his face in his hands. "Look at yourself." He mumbled.

I was confused, but did as I was told. I looked down, unfamiliar with what I saw. Instead of my usual white fur, all I saw was skin. Pale pink skin. I held out my paws, only to discover that I now had hands.

I inspected the rest of myself, all of it looking different from what I'm used to. I started to put the pieces together.

"Canada?" I asked. "Does this mean I'm…"

Canada simply nodded, still covering his face, as was America.

I felt a smile grow on my face. "I'M HUMAN!"

AN:

Haha! What a tweeeest!

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