Hello people of the Hetalia fandom! I have to say right away that I got this idea from VandettACosplay's Whiskey Lullaby video. It's not the same as the story, but it's based off of it. Except for its Canada and Prussia instead of Prussia and Austria. Plus, they were never together in this story.

Thanks for reading, I appreciate it!

Enjoy!

Canada sat on the floor at the meeting. America and China were yelling at one another about something that had to deal with hamburgers. China didn't like the idea by the sounds of things, and America was persisting on getting him to join.

This wasn't a surprise to Canada. The meetings anymore almost always led to disagreement. Nobody ever paid any attention to the poor Canadian as far as he knew. He wasn't even quite sure as to why he was there. He always went unnoticed.

Germany stood up and joined the argument. The other countries around the table looked uneasy about this, but they all sat there. All of them except Canada.

He was sick of people acting as though he was invisible. Nobody ever seemed to even acknowledge his presence, so he stood. His lips parted slightly as he yelled a string of words. "I think you guys should just agree!"

Every country in the room turned to look in his direction, but they all looked quite confused. Canada's cheeks grew red in embarrassment as he realized that now every eye in the room would be on him.

At least, he felt that way until Italy spoke up, "Where did that voice come from? Germany! I'm scared!" The Canadian swallowed hard as he realized he was still going unseen. All of the countries turned back towards one another and started speaking in hushed whispers.

He didn't even notice that one pair of eyes stayed on him as he walked out of the room, head bowed.

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Canada's body slammed against the couch hard as soon as he got home. He still wasn't sure as to why nobody knew he was there. He accidentally walked into Prussia on the way out of the building, but when he muttered, 'sorry', Prussia looked bewildered.

Canada sipped on Canadian Hillbillies all night long. Every single day in his life he was ignored and put down. The Canadian was not happy with his life at the time. The only person he was happy about was Prussia, but he never paid any attention to Canada.

The drinks kept going down his throat as he held back tears. Why must life be so hard for the poor the Canadian? Kumajirou came out from the kitchen, "You want some maple sy.." He paused as he noticed how upset his owner was.

Canada threw a glass bottle at his companion. "Leave me alone!" His eyes were swimming with tears. His pet left the room quickly.

The Canadian held a piece of paper against his chest as he rocked back and forth. He picked up a pen from the table as quickly scribbled down a note. Once he was done, he ambled upstairs to his bedroom to get a gun. Within minutes, he lay on the floor, gun in hand.

Okay, don't complain please. I know it's depressing and such, but I promise it will get better. It may be a few chapters, but it will get better. Sorry about the short chapter as well.

Please leave any and all requests and questions! Also, please tell me what you think. :3

~See Ya Soon!