Canada laughed as he hung up the phone "See you then, Papa" he whispered to himself.

"Who?"

A big, white fur ball appeared at the door frame. "Canada" Matthew said while he sent a little glare to his polar bear and sat down on the sofa. "Oh…", the polar bear, Kumajirou, said walking to his owner and friend "You were talking, with who?" the polar bear said, putting his front paws on his friend's knees and tilting his head. "It was Papa France, he's coming over" Canada smiled.

"Why?"

"He's going to help me find Alfred."

"Hamburger guy?"

"Oui", He giggled, "That's him"

"Where is he?"

"I don't know, Kumashenra", Canada lied.

"Oh… I'm hungry"

Kumajirou put his paws down and started walking to the fireplace. Canada sighed and walked to the kitchen to get some salmon. A few minutes later, Matthew came back with a plate of salmon to find Kuma sleeping in front of the fire place. Canada smiled and sat next to his furry buddy and started shaking him a bit.

"Hey Kuma, wake up"

Kumajirou slowly opened his eyes and lifted his head. "I brought salmon, Kumalarissa" Canada said placing the plate in front of his polar bear. Kumajirou looked at Canada with a confused façade "Who are you?" Canada grit his teeth in frustration. "Canada, my name is Canada". "Oh…" Kumajirou said and turned to the salmon "Salmon", he said happily and started eating.

Canada looked at his friend and then to the fire and smiled "Kumalate, you know how good it is that the next World meeting will be held in my country?" "No", Kumajirou mumbled between bites. "Good, the less you know, the better" Canada said petting him. Kumajirou looked at him.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Kumajirou thought.

France arrived at the CDG airport in Paris. "I guess I should call Mathieu and tell him I'm on my way". Francis grabbed his phone and dialed Matthew's phone number. The phone rang and rang and rang…

Canada was cleaning the plate of salmon Kumajirou ate "Wow, Kumasensei really likes salmon". He felt something rang on his pants "Huh… My phone is ringing?" He cleaned his hands and saw who it was "Papa? I better answer." Canada took a deep breath and answered the phone.

"H-Hello"

"Bonjour, oh Mathieu I thought you'll never answer"

"S-Sorry I took so long, Papa, i-is something w-wrong, Papa?"

"No, nothing's wrong, I'm just telling you that I'm on my way"

"Oh, o-okay then"

"Any luck on finding Amérique?"

"Non Papa"

"It's okay, we'll find him, don't worry"

"Merci, Papa"

"De rien, Mathieu"

"Good bye, Papa"

"Adieu, mon petit Mathieu, my plane is about to leave."

Canada hanged up the phone and smiled.

Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring

"Yo dudes, this is Alfred F. Jones. Sorry I couldn't answer, I'm doing totally heroic and important stuff so leave a message and I'll answer you later, dude. K', bye!"

"Hey America, it's England, I've been calling you for a long time now so can you please answer, you git. I've been meaning to tell you something important. Can you please call back? Please."

End call

"Another call! Don't you ever give up, England?" Canada said reaching for his late brother's phone. "Voicemail? Probably another one saying 'Pick up, you bloody fool'." Matthew said mocking the Brit's accent. Canada sat on the couch and put the phone on his ear to listen to the voicemail:

"Hey America, it's England, I've been calling you for a long time now so can you please answer, you git. I've been meaning to tell you something important. Can you please call back? Please."

Canada closed the phone.

"You've been meaning to tell him something important?"

Canada suddenly got angry "What could be so important that you keep calling him?" he said when the phone rang again, Canada growled when he saw it was England again, he threw the phone and it hit the wall, making the phone break.

Kumajirou woke up because of the sound of the phone breaking. "Oops…" Canada whispered. "What was that?" Kuma mumbled groggily while stretching. "Uh…" Canada scratched the back of his neck "I got a little mad and accidentally threw my phone" he said hoping the conversation would stop there. "Okay…?" Kumajirou said, confused.

With a sigh of relief, Canada stood up and ran his fingers through his hair. "I'm going to take a bath, Kumasanto" Canada smiled and went upstairs.
Kumajirou started walking to the broken phone. He sniffed it and moved it with his nose. He looked at the broken pieces of the phone."But, this is not his phone" Kumajirou said confusedly.

After Canada took a bath, he put on a black hoodie and some black slacks. He went downstairs with a black blanket and he set it down at the front door.

"Why?"

Canada looked at Kuma, who was coming out of the family room. "Why what?" Matthew smiled. "You're not yourself, uh…" Kumajirou said. "Canada" Matthew said "and don't worry, Kumisami, I, uh… I guess my country is changing, so I guess that I'm changing too" he said with an awkward laugh. Kumajirou said nothing. "Don't worry, Kuma, everything will be fi-" Matthew couldn't finish his sentence because his phone started to ring. He looked at Kuma and Kumajirou nodded and walked off to the kitchen. "I knew that wasn't his phone" Kuma whispered as he entered the kitchen.

Canada looked at his phone and saw it was Francis. He took a deep breath and answered the phone.

"H-Hello?"

"Mathieu, bonjour, I'm here"

"Really? S-Should I pick you up?"

"Non, non, non, I'll take a cab."

"Okay… It will be a fifteen minute drive, I'll text you the address"

"Merci Mathieu, when I get there, we'll start looking for Alfred"

"De rien, Papa, and okay"

"Adieu"

"Adieu, Papa"

Matthew hanged up and smirked. He texted the address to his Papa and waited by the window in the kitchen.

"Why?"

"Would you stop asking that question?"

"I'm sorry"

"It's okay, I'm sorry I screamed."

"…"

"I'm waiting for Papa, Kusanatowa"

"Oh… Okay"

And Kumajirou walked away.

Half an hour later, Canada saw a cab parked in front of his driveway. "Well, it was about time" Canada smiled "Hey Kuma, Papa's here, can you please get the blue blanket that's upstairs?" Canada said with fake sweet smile. "Okay" Kuma said getting out of the kitchen and walking upstairs. Once Kumajirou was out of sight, Matthew took his hockey stick and waited in the kitchen. There was a knock at the door "Mon petit Mathieu, I'm here" France said in a sing-song way. "It's open" Canada said from the kitchen.

Francis opened the door and walked inside. "Mathieu, where are you?" He said walking inside. "Mathieu?" Francis said, getting a little worried. He passed the door that led to the kitchen. Matthew came out from behind Francis and smacked him in the head, leaving him unconscious.

"That was too easy" Canada said putting the hockey stick on the floor. "I better get out of here before Kuma comes back" He picked up Francis and carried him bridal style "Dieu, I'm glad I'm the second largest landmass" Matthew said, getting out and closing the door.

Five minutes later, Kuma was stepping, little by little, down the stairs. The blue blanket was too big for him to carry and get down fast. When he got downstairs, he let go of the blanket and looked around him. He heard nothing, no movement nor sound.

"What'shisface?"

France woke up with a headache, the world was still blurry, he tried standing up, but he found out his hands were tied up to something that's behind his back. "Mon Dieu, what's that smell?" Francis said looking around him, but the world was still blurry.

"You're tied up, shirtless, you probably have a headache, and I bet you don't know where you are, and the first thing you asked is 'What's that smell'?"

"Huh… Who's there? Who are you?"

"It's me, Papa, It's Matthew

"Special? Ohonhonhonhon-"

"Non, Papa, not that kind of special"

France's eyesight got better and he saw a smiling Canadian in front of him. "What are we doing here? I thought we were going to look for Alfred." Francis said, afraid. Canada stopped smiling "Oh… You still want to find him?" Canada smiled again "Okay". He turned around and pointed at a body "Found him!" When France looked at the body, his eyes widen "A-A-Alfred?" he whispered. "Oui" Canada answered. Then France looked at the sit next to Alfred, he saw the figure of a women, a familiar women "I-Is that Slovenia?" he said, his eyes filled with tears. "Yes, Papa" Canada smiled. "B-But why? Why her?" Francis said, tears falling down his cheeks. "She snooped" Canada's smile fell "I say she deserved it" he looked at Francis. "W-What's going to happen to me?" France asked, trying to hold back any more tears. "Nothing" Canada said walking to the door "As long as you are good" he stepped out the door "And don't try to escape" Matthew glared at Francis and closed the door, leaving the shed in total darkness. "Why me?" Francis whispered as he started crying.