A/N: I was really pleased with how Seven Sinners turned out so I decided to continue with the idea, this time using the Seven Heavenly Virtues. I thought this was a nice way to include more characters and for me to continue adjusting to writing Hetalia. O.K. Please enjoy~

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia. But I do own this story

Twisted Angels:

Canada

Patience

"I call this meeting of the G8 members to order." The other nations ceased their talking to face the speaker at the head of the table.

"I know we've all been busy since the last meeting and that's good. We're on our way to 100% global economic efficiency."

"It's all thanks to you, sir." Italy piped up happily. "That advice you gave me last time really helped me improve a lot of my policies."

Next to him Germany nodded. "Automobile sales have never been better." He said.

"For us as well." Japan added, "If it wasn't for you, I don't know how Toyota would have ever recovered from that brake catastrophe."

"I extend my full congratulations to you, my love." France's silky voices floated from the back of the room. "It seems we are almost at the day we've been waiting for."

Canada flushed from his position at the head of the table. "Thank you, all of you." He cleared his throat. "But there's still much more to do. America!"

America slowly lifted his head off the table. "What?" He said, his voice sulky and bitter.

Canada frowned. "You haven't introduced the economic stimulus package you were supposed to have done by last meeting."

America huffed and leaned back in his chair, legs swing up to rest on the table. "I gave it to my boss. I don't know what he did with it."

"You idiot." England hissed, batting the legs away. "You can't keep acting like this. Of all of us, you are the still the farthest behind. There was a time that Russia could barely hold a candle to you and now his house is in twice as much order as yours." From his seat Russia let out a chilling giggle that made the rest of the G8 members shiver.

"I'm doing just fine!" America protested.

"Actually, you're not." Canada's frown deepened. "Due to your economic instability I have officially drafted a measure regarding the annexation of Michigan to my house. It is effective immediately."

America's jaw dropped. "You can't do that! Those Great Lakes are mine!"

"It's already been done and until you prove you can handle all of your states, I will gradually take them under my control if need be."

"Why you little—" America growled, but was silenced by a steely look from England. He reluctantly settled back into his seat. "Fine. I'll get on that stimulus thing right away. And don't you dare do anything to Mackinac Island. Touch those fudge shops and you'll be sorry."

Canada gave him a smug smile. "I have better things to do than that."

"Yeah, like wake up." America mumbled. Canada froze.

"What was that?" He asked softly.

It was America's turn to be smug. "I said you need to wake up…sir."

Shocked, Canada turned to the other members who were all nodding sadly.

"Sorry sir, but this is all just a dream." Italy said.

"As if you could ever be a superpower." America sneered, causing England to start laughing.

"That would be the day!" England said. The room was soon filled with laughter and when Canada opened his eyes, the meeting room was dark and empty.

The sound of laughter still ringing in his ears, Canada sighed. They had all left and forgotten about him…again. One of these days he was going to really let them know how he felt. One of these days he was going to march to the front of the table—interrupting whatever idiotic plan America was trying to propose—and demand that they acknowledge him. One of these days…

When was that day? It seemed that he had been waiting for it, silently and calmly, for a long time now.

The door to the meeting room suddenly swung open and Canada started at the stream of light that flooded in.

"Oh, some is still here? Who is that?" The voice was England's. He had left one of his folders behind and was shocked to find the room still occupied. He was sure that he had seen everyone leave.

"It's me." Canada said in his soft voice.

"Who?" The person at the table looked familiar but England couldn't quite put his finger on it. The resemblance to America was slightly disturbing though.

Canada sighed. "Canada. I'm Canada."

"C-Canada?" England sputtered. "What are you still doing here?"

Canada picked up his things and walked slowly to the door, pausing at the head of the table. He a ran a finger over the polished wood and turned back to the confused England.

"Waiting." He said finally.

"For what?" England said, his confusion growing.

Canada shrugged. "I don't know."

A/N: As a resident of Michigan, especially considering I live only about an hour from the American-Canadian border, sometimes I seriously feel part of Canada, haha.

I almost started laughing when I saw the parallel between this chapter and the first one of Seven Sinners. Considering that the Heavenly virtues are essentially mirror opposites of the Sins, I really shouldn't be surprised. Anyway let me know what you think. Diligence is next. Let the guessing games begin!

with love

-dancer