Canada sighed hopelessly. No one else noticed. No one ever noticed him. If they saw him, they would often mistake him for America due to their strong resemblance to each other. But nobody mistook America for Canada. This unfair predicament led to Canada frequently being beat up by Cuba, who was America's arch rival.

Just then, Canada's feeling of dejection turned into pain. Russia had sat down on him yet again. He groaned in pain. Russia was sitting on a very sensitive area and Canada nearly screamed. Good thing that he had a soft voice or he would have yelled more curses than what was recognized in a Webster's dictionary.

"Hey," Russia said in his thick accent. "Do you hear something?"

Everyone shook their heads. "It's probably in your head Russia." Britain said in a nonchalant tone of voice.

Russia shrugged and went back to his happy cheerful self.

"I think we're missing somebody." Britain said with alarm.

America groaned. "Bro, if you want attention, why don't you just say so? You don't always have to lie about someone not being here because everyone is always here."

"Well I wouldn't have to worry about the entire world falling to pieces if we had someone more responsible leading our meetings instead of an idiot whose only joy in life is watching the tube (tube means TV) and eating hamburgers." Britain smiled at his amazing comeback.

America glared at him. "Yo dude, what's wrong with burgers?"

"Nothing unless you want to develop diabetes and become fat as hell, both of which could lead to premature death." Britain remarked in a way as if speaking to a 3-year-old.

America's face turned bright red with anger. He was about to say something when China asked, "Where's Canada."

"I don't know." Said Japan. "I thought he said he was coming today.

"Do you Sealand held him captive again and is going to give us a ransom note?" England asked slightly alarmed. He wasn't afraid of not getting Canada back, he was just Canada so who would care anyway, he was slightly afraid of Sealand.

It was kind of embarrassing to possess that fear. Sealand is nothing more than a abandoned British navy ship on two pillars in the middle of the sea. As of 2011, he has 2 citizens and is up for sale. Sealand claims he's the world's smallest "nation" while everyone else classifies him as a very very annoying micro nation.

Everyone told him to go away but damn, that kid was persistent. All the Countries knew that he would stop at nothing to become one of them. Kidnapping Canada and giving him back in exchange of the title of country sounded like something he would do.

A few hours later...

"Good meeting guys, I'm happy we got so much done." America said while happily chewing on a burger.

China had a disgusted expression on his face. "You other countries are so immature." He said vainly.

Everyone got up and walked out of the room. After Russia got up, Canada groaned painfully as he made his way into the hallway.

Russia turned around and saw Canada behind him. "Hello Canada, I didn't see you at the meeting. Where were you?" Russia asked with his eternal smile pasted on his face.

Canada was about to give Russia a piece of his mind but stopped and took a deep breath to calm himself down. He was a pacifist after all. "Oh...I was ...there in spirit." He walked away to let Russia ponder what exactly he meant.