The world meeting was as pointless as ever. Canada was trying to stay awake and having a really difficult time of it. He had only gotten three or four hours of sleep the last night due to America's early morning antics.
Why should he bother to stay awake when no one noticed he was there anyway? It's not like anything important was happening. Unless what the bad touch trio was doing counted as important. Poor Romano.
Canada laid his head down on the conference table. Greece had been asleep as soon as he sat down and no one cared. A little nap couldn't hurt, as long as no one sat on him again.
It was much too noisy for any real sleep. France was hon hon honing at England who was reprimanding America who was calling Russia a commie who was smiling creepily at China.
Canada settled for a half-nap. Soon the din faded into the mindless traffic sounds of Canada's dream. It was a memory of the time Papa France had taken him to meet England. London had been bustling and quite scary for Chibi Canada. Luckily Papa had held his hand to comfort and guide him. It was nice, holding hands. Like with America yesterday. This morning. Ugh.
Canada was startled awake by something soft, fluffy, and light landing on his head. His bolted up like a spring board, launching the thing into the air. Luckily the thing had wings and a cheery attitude.
"Hi there, Canada!" It greeted him in high pitched voice. It was some sort of animal, most closely resembling a chubby rabbit. Its Picachu-shaped ears twitched in a fashion that was sure to put a smile on the grumpiest of faces. Even more enchanting was its mint-green color.
"Who're you?" Canada whispered. The appearance of the strange creature was quite frightful for the timid nation. He could roll his eyes at the zombies that America was so paranoid about, but when an oddity such as this came about, he was absolutely trembling.
"I'm Flying Mint Bunny!" The creature introduced herself. Her wings made a peculiar sound as she fluttered around Canada's head. "Britain sent me!"
"Oh," Canada said, becoming less apprehensive. "Is he here?" He answered his own question with a look around the meeting room; no one was there but himself and Flying Mint Bunny. The meeting must be long over.
"Nope!" Flying Mint Bunny smiled. "I'm on a secret delivery." She swooped up, upside down, and down again like a rampaging Ferris wheel. She landed gracefully on the table next to an unlabeled bottle.
"This is it!" She said, nudging it with her foot. "I hope you don't mind that I drank some, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to see me! There should still be enough for three days."
"Thank you, Flying Mint Bunny!" Canada whispered and gave her a pat on the head. "And please tell England that I appreciate it."
"No problem!" She leaped into the air again.
When it looked like she was leaving, Canada called out quietly, "I hope we can see each other soon!"
Flying Mint Bunny looked uncharacteristically sad. "You won't," she sighed. "I only drank enough for a few hours. The potion increases the drinker's visibility to others, but to do so it has to steal that quality from someone else. England said America would be suspicious if Tony was gone for too long."
Canada was distressed by Flying Mint Bunny's sudden mood change. It didn't seem right that he had three days when she had three hours.
"Wait," Canada told her. She paused at the window.
"I want you to have this," he removed the ink tube from a ballpoint pen, poured some of the potion inside, and replaced the tip and cap. He offered the makeshift canteen of potion to the fluttering creature. "For emergencies, or if you ever want to talk," he explained.
Flying Mint Bunny was overjoyed. "Thanks, Canada! I'll take good care of it."
Canada smiled sheepishly. "It's the least I could do. By the way, I'm impressed you remembered my name, I didn't have to tell you once."
She did another loop-de-loop, giggling happily. "It's easy to be friends with someone who has something in common with you. Let's be the best of friends, Canada!"
The sounded like a marvelous idea.
YaY for Flying Mint Bunny! I rewatched the clip from the ep she (I assumed it's a girl, I don't know for sure) is in. She's so adorable! What's even better, though, is how excited England is to see her. I must have listened to him say, "Flying Mint Bunny!" like, fifteen times.
Something that's been bothering me is the absence of human names in this story. Thoughts? I want to keep it consistent, but there's so much moe to saying 'Mathew' rather than 'Canada'. I don't know.
Thanks so much for the continued reads! Please enjoy to the fullest, I dare you ;)