Chapter 7
"Well," America appraised his brothers new look, "It's… new." He shrugged. "I guess that's the best I could have hoped for, at least he did something. I mean, I can definitely see you!" He smiled.
Canada sighed looking down, he hated his new clothes, he looked like he belonged on the top of a Christmas tree he was so bright. He could only imagine the horrors of the next lesson, who knows what kind of torture my brother could have thought up…
The door opened and through it stepped none other than Germany, he stood back straight frowning. Canada was fearful of what might happen next.
"Germany here will be your mentor for this next part. Lesson number three, speak up to stand out!" Germany turned to almost glare at America.
"I still don't know how you got me to agree to this." He said in his usually angry sounding voice, Canada then knew why Germany had been chosen; the force in his voice even though he spoke quietly impressed him. "Now then, count off!" He ordered skipping the introduction and moving straight to the lesson.
Canada stared at him for a minute before realizing that Germany was talking to him. "Oh, me? One?" He said timidly.
"This will be harder than expected." Germany mused to himself.
Canada raised his hand, "Why do I have to count off when there's only one of me?"
Germany was stunned for a moment, he really didn't know. "Because I said so!" He commanded.
Canada flinched, "O-okay."
By the end of the day Canada had made no progress and Germanys last wits were frayed. Germany saw no choice but to surrender, and that coming from a German, even America decided it might be time to call it quits. Canada felt useless and like he was a lost cause.
There's no hope for me…he thought as he changed into his usual attire tossing Frances borrowed clothes in the garbage. Then he thought better of it and removed them putting them in the wash, he would return them later.
This must be the end for poor Canadas short lived happiness, before he had tried all this he had been fine with being unnoticed, now he just felt ignored and hopeless.
