Date Written: September 2, 2011
Word Count: 345
Summary: A glimpse of the life of Canada and two of his provinces during CFL (Canadian Football League) season; namely Manitoba and Saskatchewan while focusing on the Blue Bomber/Roughrider rivalry and how it effects the two provinces and the rest of the household.
Warnings: Warning for Manitoba's (and a bit of Saskatchewan's) vocabulary, because for some reason I can picture Manitoba being a lot like Romano when she's upset. Manitoba actually doesn't have terrible vocabulary in this chapter...
Disclaimer: Hetalia, the CFL, the Winnipeg Blue Bombers, and the Saskatchewan Roughriders all do not belong to me.
"SASKATCHEWAN, WHERE THE HELL IS MY HAIRBRUSH?"
The angry screech reverberated throughout the house, causing the current inhabitants to cringe. Manitoba and Saskatchewan were 'officially' engaged in an all-out prank war. Much to the dismay of everyone else who had to deal with the two.
The male province in question, Saskatchewan, did not move from his position on a fair-sized black couch, only sending a glare up at the nearby set of stairs and calling back, "WHY SHOULD I KNOW?"
He did not have to wait long for a reply, in the same angry tone as the first shout.
"BECAUSE I KNOW THAT YOU TOOK IT."
"And how would you know that?" Saskatchewan answered calmly, turning back towards the television.
An angry blur of yellow fabric and blonde hair flew down the stairs, stopping at the bottom and glaring at the other province. The figure that belonged to the yellow sundress and dark blonde hair stormed over to where Saskatchewan was sitting, placing herself between the other prairie province and the television.
"BECAUSE YOU LEFT THIS IN ITS PLACE!" Manitoba continued yelling, despite being directly in front of the subject of her irritation. She shoved a piece of paper in the face of Saskatchewan, a paper that was completely white and blank except for the large blue handprint in the center.
"TOBY, stop your shoutin', I got your brush." Another voice drawled, walking into the room and plunking herself down on the couch, holding a wood handled hairbrush out to Manitoba.
"Oh. Thanks." Manitoba quietly said, blinking large purplish-green eyes and reaching out to take the brush. "Thank you Berta." She said again, whirling away and darting back up the stairs, but not before hissing something to Saskatchewan. "Don't think I don't know that you took it." Saskatchewan rolled his eyes and turned back to the show he was watching.
"I ain't saving your ass again." The other female province stated calmly, before following her sister up the stairs as well. "You two'll end up killing each other eventually." She called back over her shoulder.