Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, and these concepts are owned by BlazingBlaster who requested these one shots.

Canada

I woke up to the sound of my alarm in the morning and looked around my plain room. Grey walls, grey bed, grey furniture, everything was normal. I sigh and get up from the bed, looking at myself in the mirror. Same hair, same eyes, same face, I can see why my boss ignores me. My clothes are lying across the back of a chair, so I put them on. I open the door to my room and walk out silently, walking down the hall towards the kitchen.

I notice my boss on the way and remember that I had to talk with them about something. "Sir, there was something I needed to talk to you about," I say to him. He doesn't acknowledge my presence and just keeps walking down the hall. Knowing what will happen, I step in front of him. He scowls and shoves me to the side, right into a table with a vase of flowers on it. The vase and table came crashing down on me, dousing me in water and cutting me with the broken pieces of porcelain. My boss laughs as he walks down the hall, amused by my pain.

I sigh and try to think happy thoughts. I wasn't always treated this way. Unfortunately the switching of leaders in my country has led up to this. The country of Fanon has been around for a while, but was only just recently recognized. I have people from all around the world as my citizens, since my country houses people from different fandoms.

It sounds weird, but what happened was the passing of a new law in many countries. This law forbade any content related to a copyrighted material without owner permission. This completely destroyed fandoms, to the point that they were almost extinct. One brave fan, our previous Queen Lexi, decided to form her own nation. My country rests in the fertile plains between Asia and Europe, meaning we have plenty of food and beautiful weather as well. Due to this we are often noticed and sought after by other nations. Unfortunately my new boss just ignores me all the time, only acknowledging my presence when he needs to shove me out of the way.

I try to gather up some of my confidence and drag myself back to my room. A maid comes to treat my wounds and I get dressed in a sweater with sleeves long enough to cover the bandages. I walk out of the house and head to my school, arriving just before the first bell rings. Instead of heading to class, I head to the library. The comforting scent of Maple syrup wafts over me as I walk inside. "Good morning (Y/N), shouldn't you be in class?" Canada whispers.

Canada is the school's librarian and he does a pretty good job. The shelves are always organized and the library is never loud. Granted the kids don't notice him, but they do notice his presence. Apparently they feel the presence of a ghost or something, so they try to not disturb it. "No Mr. Canada, I'd rather be here," I whisper back.

He sighs, but nods as I begin to peruse the aisles. I notice a book on one of the higher shelves and reach for it. Unfortunately I'm not tall enough and the sleeve on my sweater falls down my arm, exposing the bandages. Canada sees and rushes over to me, grabbing the book and putting it in my hands. Before I can walk away he grabs my arm and pushes up the sleeve. "What are these?" he asks me. I look away and bite my lip, not wanting to answer. "Fanon," he says as a warning, using my country name.

"Fine, it was my boss this morning. I was trying to tell him something, but he was ignoring me. I stepped in front of him so he pushed me away and walked off laughing. It's what always happens, so I grew used to it," I explain. I refuse to look Canada in the eyes, even though they were filled with concern. I hated to see his face like that. Sure, I love Canada, but more as a big brother than anything else. He was always nice to me and never ignored me, always treating me like I meant something.

"Why don't you stay at my place tonight? If you're boss really does care he'll come get you. If not, we can confront him tomorrow since it is a Saturday," Canada suggests. I consider it for a bit before nodding slowly. "Good, now go to your classes for the rest of the day," he says. I check out the book first, but head to my classes anyway.

The end of the day finally arrives and I rush back to the library. Canada is waiting outside the doors and smiles when he sees me. I walk up to him and return the smile. "Can we have pancakes when we get to your place?" I ask sweetly. Canada smiles and nods as we walk out of the building. "Thanks big brother," I say.

When we arrive at his house he immediately starts on the pancakes. I happily dig in once he is done, and squeal happily. I've never had food that tasted this good. I spend the rest of the day eating pancakes and talking books with Canada. Later that night the doorbell rings and Canada gives me a knowing look. I walk to the door with him and perk up slightly when my boss is on the other side.

"I have come for Fanon, so give her back," he says, not even acknowledging my presence at the door. Canada's grin falters slightly, but he somehow manages to respond cheerily.

"I'm sorry sir, but I can only give Fanon back once you start to acknowledge her," he says. My boss glares at him before swinging his gaze down to me. I stiffen and wave tentatively at him from behind Canada. He scowls at me and roughly grabs my arm, right where the bandages are.

"Come on Fanon, we're leaving now," he says, completely ignoring my cries of pain as his grip tightens on my arm. I struggle against him for a moment and realize it's futile. I turn around to wave to Canada, but his angered face gives me courage instead. I dig my heels into the ground and force my boss to stop in his tracks.

"Sir, you obviously don't care about me or my people except when you're causing us pain. For this reason you are officially stripped of your power and are banished from the country of Fanon. This decree is to be enacted immediately, so please go pack your things," I demand. He just looks at me and starts laughing like crazy. I realize he isn't going to do as I said, which means I have to resort to that power. "Go do it, now," I command.

He suddenly stiffens and walks away robotically to fulfill his orders. My hold over him is still in effect since he is still a citizen, but my powers over him will dissolve once he leaves. That's ok though, because I'll make sure he can never get back in. "You did good, (Y/N)," Canada says behind.

I look up and smile at him. "Thanks big brother Canada!"

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