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On the Ice, Again…
It wasn't right. Older brothers were supposed to be cooler, faster, stronger, manlier, than little brothers. Still, America was forced to watch and eat Canada's ice. He swore that last time Canada stole the first place spot, his annoying little brother shook his ass at him in a very haughty way.
He confirmed it, actually. "Yeah, I did," Canada said smugly, wrapping his flag with all that maple leaf glory around him. "So what'cha gonna do about it, eh?"
"That's not cool, little bro. You're not supposed to win."
"Well, you're not supposed to push people."
"I didn't push you! Would you rather I smash into you?"
"I'm gonna kick your behind in hockey too, you know."
Consoling France afterwards ("England! Did you see me? My pitiful fifth place? Would you let me touch you to make me feel better?") was rather troublesome, but just as England turned to take a breath, America had barreled into him, sobbing in a way eerily like France. "England! Canada's being mean to me again! I always said he was going to be a trouble child, even when you took him in! He burned my White House and now he's bragging!"
Yes, England would be very glad to see these games finished. Perhaps they would all act like adults afterwards. Perhaps.
Owari
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Note: When I heard Canada was leading for the gold metal count, I cheered like a maniac. I'm so Team Canada, and very unpatriotic at that as well. But honestly, I couldn't believe that Ohno actually pushed the guy. At least, I believed that. I love the Olympics! They make me write. Review, please.
