[ ] Canada's Induction to the Allies [] [ Hetalia One Shot ]
Looking at majority of the Allied forces, Canada's brain started to fly a million miles an hour. Canada noticed that UK was holding something in his hands, and France and America had devious smiles spread across their generally good-looking lips. Swallowing there was a lump built up in his throat, and he brought his hands up, shaking them in a wild manner. "W-w-w-w-what are you doing, guys?" He was new to the Ally meetings and he had never heard of them doing anything that was possibly scary at their meetings.
Stupid, yes, but never scary. Though, Canada now thought to himself, it was probably how you thought about it. Licking his lips, he looked at America with big, sweet eyes, pleading for mercy, or at least an explanation. "Well," UK's accent made Canada turn to him, his eyes still pleading and worried, "we're doing the new induction, of course."
America stupidly put his thumb up in the air with a big, silly grin now plastered to his face. "It's what we do for everyone! Right, Russia?"
The young man that had decided to not take part in the induction smiled at Canada in his normal, almost sickeningly sweet way. "Yes, they tend to do this to every new member of the Allied forces." Russia nodded, and then looked at China - his obvious boyfriend - and continued the small conversation they were having.
Canada's mind started to whir even more. They were going to do what to him, though? Or make him do something? Oh, that's just great. Shaking his head, his blond hair that was so neatly clean became slightly messy, and if he fixed it, then scooped up Kumajirou from his place at his leg. "W-w-what does UK-san have in his hands?"
The man smiled deviously and America and France began to laugh a bit. "Oh, you really are worried about this, aren't you, Canada-kun?" France smiled and ran a finger under Canada's chin, causing the boy to blush, and France chuckled again. "Should we stop worrying him, boys?" France turned to America and UK, and then placed his hands on his hips. "America! UK!" America pulled his eyes from UK's, and folded his arms over his chest. The two could never be left without attention, or they'd become lost in one another's glances.
"What? HERO TIME?!" America smiled at him, throwing his hand - in thumbs up form - forward again, and smiling again, one eye closing. France wanted to do a face-palm so bad, but he resisted as best as he could.
UK, on the other hand, smacked America in the back of the head. "No, idiot, I think that he wants to start the induction." Bringing the item up in his hands, he revealed that it was a rope. Canada's heart started to race again. Especially when UK pulled it tight, a snap emanating from the rope, and it sent a small shiver of fear down the young-looking boy's spine, causing him to shiver completely.
America glared at him, and was about to start a fight, when he noticed Canada's shiver. The devious smile that was originally sprawled across his lips and had faded returned, the same returning to France's lips. Backing up a bit, Canada waved his hands wildly once more, a blush spreading across his face. "Um…guys….why do you have that….rope? UK?" The three had started to converge on him. "France…" His eyes darted between them. "America-san? Hello?" He wasn't getting listened to…then the three started to laugh and America leaned on UK.
"Okay, okay. Time for the actual induction. You just have to skip this rope thirty-three times."
"Thirty-three?! I had FIFTY-ONE!" America spat at UK, glaring and narrowing his eyes.
"Because you have fifty-one states. Canada's young, he deserves an easy number." UK flicked America in the forehead.
And that is how Canada fully became an ally.