Alright ! Chapter 2's here ! I'm having so much fun with this fic (especially with awkward moments) x)
If it's confusing, just tell me and I'll try to fix it. Same thing if the characters are too OOC or if there's some spelling mistakes or stuff.
Well, enjoy :)

I waved goodbye to the trio and went back to my fellow Canadian friend.

- Hey, Canadia, is everything alright? I asked.

The blonde looked up at me, surprised I came back to him, I suppose.

- Oh, yes. It's fine.

He looked at his polar bear. The poor man seemed so uneasy with all those loud people around.

- Hey, Quebec.. Can I ask you a question?

Curious, I smiled a little, and nodded.

- Why doesn't anyone ever remember who I am?...

Poor, poor Canada. I felt bad for him.
I thought about it, not knowing what I could answer, and after a few seconds (which seemed hours) I finally let out:

- Maybe it's because you're too quiet?..

- But I love being quiet. I don't want to be like America. He doesn't even knows how to relax! Maybe he should try to once in a while..

I giggled. It was true that America didn't seem able to calm down, even for a second. But the complaining Canada made me smile even more. He was cute.

- You're absolutely right, Canada, I approved. You know, now that I met you and I'm able to join the meetings, you'll be sure that I'd never forget you. You're my country after all, aren't you? I smiled.

The man looked at me, eye-wided and blushing, not saying anything.

I knew what happened a few years ago, when my population tried to separate my province from Canada, and maybe it made him feel uneasy around me, but I wanted him to trust me. My people and myself weren't so bad,after all..

- Thank you.. He finally answered, smiling.

I smirked, took his hand and pulled him to the large table in the large kitchen of the large house of America. I sat down and Canada took the place beside me. I noticed a few countries had disappeared, like Germany, China and Romano (he was such a pain anyway)and probably others I couldn't remember. There were so many people, I didn't think I would be able to remember everyone's name. But, having this much people around me reminded me of a big family party. It was quite nice.

- Yo, dinner's ready! Shouted America.

Behind him was a large pile of hamburgers.
Obviously.

- Don't forget the pastas! ~ Added the joyful Italian beside him, holding a plate filled with spaghetti.

- I don't have a choice but to eat this, do I?...

Somebody sighed to my left, and I noticed it was Britain.

- Aah, come on Britain, it's not so bad! I said, tapping his back.

- D..don't touch me! He replied, looking irritated.

- Aww, little Britain isn't much of a touchy person ? I teased him with a big grin across my face.

- I'm a gentleman, so I won't insult you, but stop being so annoying, please. No wonder you're related to this frog face.

- Aw, I'm sorry, I pouted. Hey, I know, you should make some of your cooking one day so I could taste it !

- You're really... You're really sure? He asked. You mean it?

- Uuh, yes? I don't know why you'd need to ask me twice, but yes, I do mean it. Is it that bad?

- Of course not!

- Yes it is! Dude, Quebec, don't eat his cooking, it's awful! I heard America said behind me.

-Shut it bloody idiot! It's way better than your thrash!

- No way dude! laughed the American.

- I swear, you two are really annoying, I let out, standing up to serve myself some food.

- What? They both asked at the same time.

I didn't answer and just picked two hamburgers and a plate of pasta and sat somewhere else. I felt bad for Canada, I would probably go to him later, but for now, those two were just getting on my nerves.

- Time skip-

Time passed quickly as I was introduced to many countries like Switzerland, Liechtenstein, and the Baltic States, as well as the Nordics. They were all really nice, and being curious, I wanted to meet everybody, but I was a bit tired and was thinking about going to bed soon. Wanting to know where my room (or just an empty room) was, I started searching for America or England, knowing that if I could find England, then I would find America for sure.

- Bonsoir Quebec(Good evening Quebec), I heard a voice behind me and recognized France.
- Bonsoir France. As-tu vu America? (Did you see America?)
- Il est probablement à l'étage. Viens, je vais t'y mener. (He's probably upstairs, come with me, I'll show you where it is)

I followed the blonde man upstairs and recognized a loud laugh. America's for sure. I didn't know what he was doing to laugh like this, but at least I found him.

- Thanks France!
- You're welcome darling! Honhonhon!

His laugh freaked me out, but I didn't say anything, and walked toward the American who was almost rolling of laughter on the floor. It made me smile to saw him like this.

- HAHAHAHA! Quebec you have to see this,dude ! Oh my god! HAHA !

I watched him still laughing, laying on the floor, and wondered what he was talking about, until he stood up, wiping his eyes from the tears of laughter and picked my hand, leading me to a room a few meters away. He opened the door to reveal a sleeping England with a moustache drawn on his face. I was surprised he didn't wake up with America laughing this loud, but couldn't help but to burst in laughter just beside the sleeping British. America put his hand on my mouth just in time and led me out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Barely a few seconds later, we could hear:

- BLOODY HEELL AMERICAAAAA!

And the said American laughing loudly again.

- HAHAHAHAHA!

- Hahaha! Hey America, all of this is pretty funny, but I was thinking about going to bed soon. Is there a room or something I could use for the night?

The United States' personification stared at me, like if he was thinking about it, and answered:

- I'm sorry.. usually we share the rooms in group of two or three since there's not enough for all of us.

- Ah.. oh well then... I'll find someone.. Thanks anyway!

And as I turned around, I bumped into a certain someone whose curl tickled my nose.

- Ah, good evening Canada! I said with a smile to my country.

- Oh, hello there Quebec.

- Hey, I'm...

- Hey bro, Quebec was searching for someone to share a room with her! Can you take her with you? Asked America with a big grin.

- WHAT?! Me and the Canadian said in a perfect sync, blushing.

- Haha, thanks bro! G'night!

And the American left us on this awkward situation. We didn't even dare looking at each other. We just waited like this for minutes, expecting the other to talk.

- So... we both began.

- Soooooo... guess I don't have that much of a choice, I guess...I said.

- I... I guess..

- So... where's your room? .. I asked, really shy.

- C... come with me, I'll show you...

I followed my friend downstairs and we walked in a large hall leading to a few rooms. His room was the last in the row. He opened the door and let me in, still holding his polar bear with his free hand.

- H..here..

First of all, there was only one bed. Great. And second... I looked at my clothes, and looked at Canada, my face painted in at least fifty shades of red.

- Uh Canada... could you... could you just get out for a sec..? I asked.

Looking at his face, he probably understood, and closed the door, without saying a word. I undressed myself, hoping there would be no one peeping from some random hole, and picked a large shirt and some shorts to put on for sleeping.

Gosh, this was awkward.

Awkward moment to end this chapter :) Isn't this awesome ? Not as awesome as the awesome Prussia, of course. Well, hope you liked it :) I'm having fun with this story, I could write this for hours ^^

See ya in the next chapter :)