CAROLYN-TAMA!

The long awaited fic is written!

I personally dont like it as much as i thought i would, but i had fun. You tell me what you think, pretty please?

Okay, here goes!

Chapter One

Sweden walked sadly down the street. Pedestrians gave him a wide berth, considering the fact that he, unknowingly, was glaring death at them all. There was, however, a reason for this. He had two people he wished would disappear from the planet.

The first was Eduard von Bock. Also known as Estonia. Eduard was someone he got along with, but now he couldn't stand him. and the reason is person two: Berwald's wife.

For as long as he could remember, he had been in love with Tino Väinämöinen, AKA Finland. He was the rainbow to his unicorn, the peanut butter to his jelly. They fit together like puzzle pieces. He loved to watch Tino blush whenever he complimented him. He loved how well Peter got along with him, and how Tino loved the boy back. Berwald loved Tino for who he was. The thing is... Tino didn't love Berwald.

Tino had just told him about his relationship with Eduard. As in: we're totally going at it like rabbits! But not in those exact words... He couldn't remember the wording.

But Berwald had stood frozen in shock for a moment, before storming out of the house.

Tino was now the Belarus to his Russia.

And he didnt know what to do. I mean, he would never go back to Denmark's house. And he didn't want to bother Norway. or iceland. He couldn't go to Sealand, WAY to small for comfort, no offence to the kid. He couldn't stand Alfred. He personally didn't really like many of the other European nations. He wasn't fond of the asians either. and he couldn't go home. DEFINITELY not home.

How about that country north of the US? the one that everyone forgets...What's it called... Canada? Maybe he could stay there!

So Sweden went to see Canada.

Canada was surprised to say the least. I mean... No one remembers him, and all of a sudden, a man he hardly interacts with at all shows up? He was desperate for company, but COME ON!

but as soon as he heard the situation, he seemed to not mind as much.

"that... sucks. majorly... Sorry..." Matt said, looking away. How he had a crush on someone he's barely met, i don't know. Berwald just shrugged slightly.

"So... You wanna crash here for a while?" Berwald nodded. "I guess that would be okay. I mean... I don't have anyone else to talk to..." He said the last part to himself. Then he stood up from the sofa and grinned. "I'll show you where you'll be staying! I'm sure you'll like it!" He said happily, leaning down and picking up Kumajirou. Sweden stood and followed him when he left the room.

they went down the hall, and entered a really pretty room. It had pretty pale blue wallpaper with yellow tea roses on it and a royal blue carpet. The bed frame was mahogany, with pale yellow sheets and a royal blue comforter.

"'t matches m' colors." Berwald said looking around. Matthew blushed.

"actually, Mon papa chose the colors. i told him no red, so he chose this."

"Why no red?"

"Because red is in my room. I would get the guest stuff mixed up with my stuff! "He said, flailing his arms slightly for emphasis.

Berwald wanted to smile at the Canadian, but people tended to get scared when he smiled. So he didn't.

"So, you'll sleep in here. You can help yourself to the food it the kitchen, but i like to make breakfast. Your bathroom is to your left, my room is upstairs, as are the other two guest rooms." He paused, and Berwald's eyes widened. Matt had so much room, and so little warmth to fill it. How lonely was he?

"but anyway, don't eat anything Alfred sends, k?" He grinned. Berwald nodded, and Matthew left. He looked around more.

There was a mahogany desk and dresser on the wall by the door. The Bed was across from the door in the corner. to the left of the bed was a door, most likely to the closet. The far wall had a window/door thing leading out to the backyard. the sheers were pale yellow and closed currently. The drapes were open, and were the same color as the comforter and carpet. in between the closet door and bed was a small table, which had a small vase of yellow tea roses on it. The rose bush was right outside the doors.

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That night, Berwald called Peter.

"Hello?"

"Pe'er," He was about to say something, but Peter squealed in glee.

"Papa!" His tone turned worried. "Where are you? I was scared! Mama left to look for you and he hasn't come back yet!"

"Pe'er..."

"Mama said..." He paused and his voice betrayed his fear. "Mama said that i didn't do anything wrong. That it was his fault you left. I didn't do anything wrong, did i?"

Berwald chuckled lightly. "No Pe'er. Yer fine. 'm not gonna be home fer a while."

"Why not?"

"'ll t'll ya lat'r."

"But Papa!"

"Pe'er. I nee' ya ta take care o' ta house. k?"

"B-but, Papa..." Peter sniffled.

"Don' cry. I nee' ya ta be the man o' ta house while 'm away. Protec' the ones ya care fer."

"Okay, Papa..." He said sadly. Then he sounded determined."Okay! I'll protect the house, and Mama and Hanatamago! I promise!"

Berwald grinned. that boy meant a lot to him. "Ther's a good boy. 'll call ya lat'r."

"Good night Papa. I miss you." He paused. "I love you."

"Luv ya too. Good night Pe'er. I miss ya too." Berwald said as he hung up. For a few minutes afterwards, he just stood by the phone and stared at it.

"Sounds like you really miss him." A voice startled him. he turned around, barely recovering. "Oops. sorry." Canada smiled apologetically. "Are you okay? You look like you're about to cry"

Then the bear in his arms looked up at his owner. "Who're you?"

"I'm Canada!" Matt said, slightly angry. It sounded like he was used to it.

Berwald smiled and took the bear from Canada and set him down. Then he leaned over and kissed Matthew. "G'night, Matthew." He said, walking to his room and closing the door.

Matthew just stood there in shock.

There's the first chapter!

Carolyn-tama, I hope you enjoy the fluff of chapter one!

Review and tell me how you like it!