Johanna pushed her cat inside the loft for the hundredth time this morning. He could be really impulsive, and even followed her to work once. Calmly, she took him by the skin of his neck, and throwed her albino cat on the couch. Quickly she ran to the door, closed it and locked.

"Yes!" she said as she heard two cats mewing on the other side of the door.

Her phone rang, blaring China's Hatafutte Parade, which she regretted to put as a ringtone as soon as her old and cranky neighbour started staring at her weirdly.

"Senaka ni wa takekago! Takekago ni wa PANDAAAAA!

PANDA shotte nabe futte huān yíng PAREDO

Miwaku no sekai-"

"Hello? What? ... Oh, there was a match? I'm on my way! Yes, a-at noon… No, no I have nothing planned. O-Okay. See you!" Johanna hung up, smiled awkwardly at Mrs Collin, then ran into the elevator who's doors were about to close.

She leaned on the mirror that composed the wall, as she pressed the button saying P. Johanna fixed her hair bun, and passed a bit of red lipstick again. She liked her outfit quite a lot, a simple knee-high white dress, her everyday knee-high classy trench-coat, dark red high heels and, obviously, her brand new Lanvin hand bag. Her brown hair were pulled into a tight bun to show her green earrings, a bit of mascara was covering her eyelashes, and her peach like cheeks were left natural. The elevator finally arrived to the parking, and she took, as usual, ten minutes to find her car.

When she finally saw her white Fiat 500, which she recognised because of the panda disguise she had asked for, she opened the car, sat in it and tuned it on.

She finally got to work, late of an hour or so. Her boss had a really good mood this morning, it was the third time this week. She was a home designer, and working in New York was what she always wanted. Both of her parents were French, but she grew up in London. Her British accent was always considered "so fancy" by her best friend. She was also, and not much people knew it, member of numerous fandoms, and a really involved Hetalian, thanks to her cousins.

She went to her office really fast, hoping she wouldn't meet her boss. Her prayer was not answered, because at the moment she touched the glass door opening on her office, the deep but sweet voice of her assistant.

"Jo! Mr Casey wants to see what you did for Mrs O' Connor!"

"Damn!"

"Mind your language" said Dan, faking a shocked face. "How are you anyway? Just so you know, he is really pissed today."

"I'm fine, and don't worry, I did what she asked for. It's in my… I forgot my suitcase! What am I going to do!" she started to wail, as Daniel laughed while pointing at her hand.

"Look at your hand! You can be so childish sometimes."

"Thanks. And don't you dare make fun of me again silly."

The assistant chuckled, as he opened the door for her and gave her a coffee. She thanked him, and entered her office.

Johanna took off her coat, and putted it on her chair as she sat down to look for the drawing she did the previous day. She smiled as she found some of the hair of her cats in her papers.

After finishing her coffee, showing her drawing to Mr Casey and starting a LOTR fan art, it was lunch time. Her best friend and she had planned to eat at a famous restaurant with his boyfriend. Daniel was gay, she was obviously the first to know. The trio was inseparable, and they were used to have endless movie nights.

As she was about to go in the restaurant, she remembered she had an appointment with her matrimonial agent. She excused herself, and met had to come back to her office to take her car, and go her destination.

Johanna was exited to meet the person she had a match with. She couldn't help but smile and have random giggles. She was in a mall, and she had to stay calm to not get herself lost into it.

She finally saw the tall, blond haired women she was looking for. She was wearing a simple white sweater and a black jeans with black boots, also her unique watermelon pink coat. As she was heading to the table, picked her up, spinned her around, and as she was laughing, putted her down with his chin resting on her head. The man whispered softy:

"I just realized that I'm in love with you, and it feels fantastic."

"Wh-what? Who are you?"

"I'm Canada."

"Matthew?" She turned around to see two violet eyes looking at her lovingly. "You're real? Is this a prank or a very good coslplayer?"

"I'm real! Can't you see me? Didn't you feel me picking you up?" He said sadly.

"I did. It's just too beautiful for me." She wanted to kiss him right that moment, and she did by accident, because of Kumajirou pushing Canada's head to tell him he was hungry.

Their lips crashed into each other, and they kissed with passion, but shyly. Everyone was looking at them, clapping. Alexandra, the matrimonial agent, came across her, a bit pissed.

The kiss finally broke, and they laughed awkwardly before getting into a tight hug. He smelled maple syrup, the forest and fresh snow.

"I love you too…" she said while smiling.

"Uh, Jo? Can you explain me this? Why did you make me work that hard-"

"You're free to go. I found my soulmate." Said Johanna. Matthew putted her came back up, since he was taller than her. "Matt? Let's go, shall we?"

"Of course. I'm a bit hungry."

"Me too! Now tell me, who are you?" said Kuma, not caring of Alexandra and all the people looking at them. A kid yelled 'Mom! I want a talking polar bear too!' "And who is she?"

"Mr Kumajirou? Behave."

"How do you know my name? Feed me." Said the polar bear with insistence.

Johanna took him in her arms, and walked with Matthew at a random restaurant, giving each other long and loving looks, while the waiter was always forgetting Canada's order. They didn't really care, and they started dating really quickly, after a week or so. The relationship lasted long, and Kuma became friends with Johanna's cats, named Gilbert and Francis.