Fieldtrips around the World:
~Canada Has Had Enough~
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"Let's get this meeting started!" America shouted over the crowd. "France, put you're wine away unless you have enough for every one."
"This isn't just wine it's a particularly good Shiraz." He said sipping at the bottle, his accent as thick as the alcohol. "Would you like to try some?"
"Why yes I would, France, thanks." Alfred beamed as he held his hand out for the bottle.
"I thought this meeting was on the possible alliance between Prussia and Russia."
France laughed, "You think that's even possible?"
"Da, if he will try it." Russia said solemnly as he eyed the bottle full alcohol being passed around the table before pulling his flask from his jacket.
"Um…I don't think the alliance would work very well…" Canada said shyly, calling attention to himself.
Heads turned, "Who are you?" a few asked.
"I'm Canada dayo…"
"Who?" "Who are you?"
"I'm Canada, Bitch!" He stood quickly, removing his revolver from his pocket. "Who am I?"
"C-Canada!" America stuttered, hiding under the table.
"Who am I?" He said, pointing the gun to Russia.
"Canada."
"That's right! Now remember it!" He huffed, sitting back in his seat.
Spain leaned to France and whispered, "Who is he?"
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I thought Canada needed to reach his limit…