A/N: I do not own Axis Powers Hetalia or Meet the Robinsons.

This is in Canada's point of view.

It is set in late 2007, after the movie came out on DVD.


Every once in a while, America would invite me over for a good, old-fashioned, brother-bonding movie night.

And, because, in spite of all of his faults, I love my brother, I always said yes.

This particular time, he had decided that we were going to watch Disney's new animated movie, Meet the Robinsons.

It was a fairly entertaining movie. It had its laughs and more than a fair share of quirky characters. I was actually enjoying myself.

One scene, however, stood out from the rest.

It went like this:

"So, Lewis, are you in Wilbur's class?" the mom asked.

"No."

"Yes."

"Yes."

"No. Well, yes and no. Lewis is a new transfer student," Wilbur explained.

"Yeah," Lewis agreed, glad for the explanation.

And then it happened. They asked where he was from.

His answer was an unsure "Canada?"

I smiled for a moment. It was nice to think that I was his first idea. That happiness was extremely short lived.

All of a sudden, a strangely dressed redheaded woman popped into the frame. "I think you mean North Montana. Hasn't been called Canada in years."

My brain froze up. I couldn't even begin to process what had just been said. North Montana?

Then the grandma spoke up, and it got even worse. "Do you know Sam Gundersen?" she asked.

"It's a big country," Lewis answered, shrugging.

"State!" the redhead corrected.

A state?! I'm a freaking American state in this movie?!

It's bad enough being mistaken for America… but a state?

I honestly have no idea what happens during the rest of the movie. I assume that Lewis fixes the time machine, Wilbur brings him home, the Bowler Hat Guy is defeated, and everyone lives happily ever after.

Myself, I sat in shock. When the movie ended, America finally noticed that something was wrong.

"Dude? Canada, are you okay, bro?"

I assured him that I was fine, made my excuses, and hightailed it out of the room.

I needed maple syrup. Desperately.

Maybe a hockey game was on…

I needed to remind myself that I was Canadian.

Next time America and I have a movie night, I decided, I'm picking the movie.