Hey everyone, sorry about the late updates & yes I know "Wat happened 2 da original chapters?"
Well, u see, I felt that I could hav made this story better from the beginning and also that I'v gotten alittle off track from the story, so I'm starting over. But don't worry, it's nothing dramatic, just a few minor things, so my original readers won't hav to back track much.
Sorry for the trouble yall, but hopefully with the fixes, everyone will enjoy it more! Thank u all for the support!
The small farmhouse creaked and shifted as it was pulled out of the ground. The shingles and gutters were ripped from their hinges and were thrown for miles. The house was never meant to stand the gusting winds of a monstrous tornado. Small mirrors, bottles, lamps, and other items fell to the floor with a blunt thud. The poor blonde boy was in search of life in the abandoned house as he carried his yellow polar bear in his arms. He was on his way home when the thunder was summoned. He was talking to China, for some reasons he found troubling. He told China everything: His fight with Britain, his loneliness, his separation from France, his brother's lack of consideration, etc. He was getting ready to finish with the story of why Kumajiro was close to being euthanized, when China predicted the most bizarre thing.
"You shall go through scary, but amazingly enlightening journey. I may you feel unseen, but you feel different after storm." That was when thunder crashed, in which it caused China to jump as though he didn't see it coming. This caused Canada to leave in a huff, believing the Chinese man was spouting absolute nonsense. China smiled, "Hope he gets home well. But who was that kid?"
Canada stumbled into the nearest bedroom as the house shifted once again. He stood in front of the window, and looked out to the world that was slowly fading. "We're flying, we're flying," he claimed hysterically.
"What was your first clue, dumbass," the bear named Mr. Kumajiro finally spoke.
Screwed corners of the windowpane came undone, smacking the blonde on his temple and knocking him onto the bed. "Didn't think you were that stupid. You deserved to get ," the bear smirked jumping out of the boys limp arms.
The winds blew strong and rapid as Canada lay in the bed asleep like the dead. His bear, Mr. Kumajiro, looked out the rectangular hole, where the window was placed before, at the people who flew by. They waved and Mr. Kumajiro was laughing at the way they appeared. Some up-side-down, some in wheelchairs, some holding on to unattached roofs for dear life. Mr. Kumajiro doubled over holding his stomach. Out of all the fun (to him anyway) his heart stopped when he saw Britain flying by.
"Oh, so there's the bitch that tried to give me up to the police! You deserved that bite on your leg!" Kumajiro said with a sneer. "You'll never catch me alive." He then stuck his fluffy butt out the window and smacked it as a challenge to the blonde.
Britain looked over and winked with an evil smirk. A bright light formed around him one second and then quickly diminished. He did a complete quick-change. When the Brit was back in Kumajiro's view, he was wearing a tall, pointed black hat, a skin-tight mini-dress, and stilettos. His dress was too small, even for his petite frame. It gave Kumajiro chills.
"What a slut," the bear spoke, somewhat spooked.
He jumped onto the fragile Canadian's chest and slapped him square blank in the face. His claws were bare as he attacked. After the third swipe, Canada's eye-lids fluttered open and he stared at the bear.
"Mr. Kouraga," he spoke in his whispery voice.
"Where the hell did you get a nonsense name like that," Mr. Kumajiro asked, slapping the boy again. He left bloody streaks on the boys face but Canada didn't seem to care.
"If you'd rather smack me than talk, then I'm going back to sleep." Canada rolled over and went back to his soft snoring.
Kumajiro began shaking his master with all his strength. "Hey, wake up. Don't leave me to face that homosexual alone! This is so messed up! You're supposed to be suffering with me! We're supposed to be shaking in fear as we hide in the shadows. Wake up!" His efforts were for not. The Canadian wasn't waking up anytime soon. "How can he sleep in a situation like this. He can't be human! Doesn't he care if we die!"
Kumajiro was too terrified to see if 'bitchy, witchy poo' was gone out of sight. But he had to make sure. He turned his head slowly, his neck cracked lightly from the strain of the 'century old' glance to the window. The crazed Britain was gone, nothing was in the sky but the twisting wind. "Thank God," he thought out loud.
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"When are we gonna freaking land!" The little bear had finally snapped as he bit at Canada's jacket sleeve, piercing skin.
"Ow! Stop that Mr. Kumosaki. First my face, and now my arm? Are you trying to leave me in scars?"
The bear looked up at him and said softly, "Who are you?"
Canada sighed, "As I've said before, I'm Canadia, your owner."
The bear stared into his violet, silk detailed eyes. "I'm thinking...something's coming..."
For once, Canada felt excited. Maybe he'll remember me at last, he screamed in his head. "Yes..."
"...Um...I...don't know..."
"Wha-?"
"Sorry. Name doesn't ring a bell."
Canada hung his head. "If you don't know me, then why come back to me after Britain took you? Who did you know to look for? Can you answer me that?"
Mr. Kumajiro halted in his chewing of frustration and thought. "I don't really know, I just felt pulled to a familiar aura." In truth, Mr. Kumajiro knew exactly who he was talking to. Even though he never would admit it, he thought of Canada as an older brother. He loved his master, but of course he loved causing mischief too. He was always by his master's side even when no one else was. He noticed him even when others walked through him or on him like he were invisible.
Canada began to ask another question when the whistling outside faded and the house suddenly began to dive back down to earth.
"Well it's about damn time!" the bear cheered, fist pumping his paws high. He stopped celebrating as he felt himself floating to the dusty, torn ceiling, with Canada not too far behind.
"We're flying! We're flying, again!"
"We're falling you idiot. God, sometimes I wonder who's more stupid, you or America!"
"The house is falling, but it's causing us to float, right?"
Oh, come on, he can't be that dense. I know Britain raised him and his brother, but come on, the bear practically pleaded in his head.
They slowly hit the ceiling and looked to the carpeted floor.
"We're so high up," slight fear finally reached Canada's mind as he spoke.
"Damn, this is gonna hurt."
And with that, the house settled with a mighty crash and splattered them face first into the ground.
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This time it was Canada's turn to wake up. The roof of the farmhouse had caved in leaving nothing but ruins. It wasn't even recognizable; everything was so shattered and broken that it left Canada to question what really happened. He recollected the scene in his mind. He ran away from home with Mr. Kumajiro, met China on the road and asked for advice, began running in a storm, took shelter in an abandoned farmhouse, and so on. Things are getting crazier. This dump was completely damaged, so why aren't we even scratched?
He turned to see a knocked out ball of fur laying across his right leg. Poor Guy. He picked the bear up and tucked him into his favorite red hoody. Mr. Kumajiro whimpered slightly but soon relaxed into Canada's touch. "There, that better," the blonde asked in his whispery, now somewhat scratched voice. He felt like a mother carrying her young, it was somewhat awkward, but then again it really wasn't. It was probably awkward do to the fact that he was carrying the child sized fluff with his numb arm.
He slowly tumbled over and climbed broken wood and glass, gaining new cuts and bruises as he looked for an easy exit. He stumbled over one last support beam, but soon fell forward to his knees.
"Ow! Shit," he whispered, trying not to spook the bear he held on to. He stood but soon felt his knee split, his hot blood was spilling to the floor. Dammit, I got glass jammed in my knee cap or something. I'll deal with it when we get out.
As he dragged himself across the floor, closer to the front of the house, he noticed that some of the roof didn't collapse after all. He tried standing, and found it difficult. However, with Kumajiro in his thoughts, Canada was able to get to his feet. His knees were sore and scratched, bleeding slightly with his strained walking. He forced himself forward to get Kumajiro out before the house possibly crashed on them. The thought scared him, but he shook his head, shooing it away long enough to focus on his surroundings.
Canada wasn't worried as much when he saw the door to the house still standing. However, the ceiling was so close to the ground that Canada's fear kicked in again. If I try opening the door, won't that part of the roof come down on us? Is it really worth a try? He looked down at his maple syrup loving, pancake eating little buddy in his red jacket and thought again. Right now, I don't care. I just have to go through and run as fast as I can, right? Hell, if I have no choice I'll throw him out to save him, at least.
The blonde clutched Mr. Kumajiro tighter to the point he might actually be robbing the bear of breath. He stepped back. Here it goes.
Canada took off like lightning, literally shattering the door as he slammed it open and into the slowly crumbling wall. He tucked and rolled to the rainbow bricked ground that extended beyond the house's remaining porch and looked at the destruction caused by his strength on the door. It rumbled like an earthquake. It was so loud; he believed everyone in Asia would've heard it.
He stood slowly, allowing his shaking legs a chance to hold his weight. Mr. Kumajiro still slept soundless in his arms, causing the violet eyed boy to laugh lightly. "How can he sleep in this kind of situation?"
Canada took in his surroundings and thought of a cheesy, but classical line that he felt would suit this moment perfectly. "Toto, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore."
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