Chapter Seven
Once Canada got back, he dropped his helmet and mask off in the hotel room. He also cleaned up the bit of blood he had noticed on his face before heading off to pick up Prussia. He was going to meet Romano and England in the lobby. They were all staying in the same hotel.
"Ciao Matt." Romano greeted almost warmly. They talked until England walked up right on time and the trio started off to the bar that was only about a block away. They made a bit of small talk as they walked.
As soon as they entered the bar they spotted Prussia, France and Spain sitting in a booth in the back laughing loudly. Romano went off to pay their tab as Canada and England went up to the trio.
"Come on," England said taking France's arm and pulling lightly. "You can drink more tomorrow night."
"Bonjour mon amour." Francis said slurring slightly. He stood up and put an arm around Arthur's shoulders. "Have I ever told you how thick your eyebrows are? There's got to be at least three c's."
Antonio snorted while Gilbert face palmed. "Very smooth amigo." Spain snickered.
"Hallo, Birdie." Prussia hummed climbing over Spain to get to him. "Do ve get to finished vhat ve started earlier?" He whispered in Matthew's ear making him blush slightly. "So cute."
"Where is my Lovi?" Spain asked sadly looking around.
"Right here you bastard." Romano said bill in hand. Spain smiled hopping up and pulling Romano into a bear hug. "Let go of me asshole." Lovino said pushing Spain away.
"Let's go." England said starting to walk out with France's arm around his shoulder. Spain was almost using Romano like a cane to get out. They were pretty slow moving and they just barely made it out the door. Gilbert slowly stumbled towards the door, but Matthew wasn't having any of that. He just picked up the drunk Prussian and threw him over his shoulder.
"Stupid tall maple bastard." Romano said seeing Matthew catch up to them with Prussia over his shoulder.
-❄"A shining new era is tiptoeing nearer."❄-
That night was America's party and Canada had a bad feeling he couldn't shake. He was on high alert and couldn't really relax. Matthew sighed and ran a hand through his hair looking out the window at the city.
"Ready to go Birdie?" Gilbert asked stepping out of the bathroom. Matthew nodded standing up from where he was sitting on the bed. They both grabbed their helmets off the dresser as they left. Neither of them planned on drinking tonight.
"Oh, I can't wait to go home." Matthew groaned as they stepped onto the elevator.
"Jou okay?" Gilbert asked leaning on the taller nation slightly and putting a hand on his arm. "Jou seen tense."
"I've got a bad feeling." Canada sighed relaxing into Prussia's touch. "I don't know what it is."
"Like something bad vill happen?" The albino asked and Matthew nodded. "America won't do anything. If he comes anywhere close I'll kick his ass."
"Thanks Gilly." Canada said with a small smile. It made him feel a little bit better, but the feeling was still there. He still hated the fact that he was a deadly assassin and ghoul, but turned skittish at the thought of being in the same room as his 'brother.'
-❄"I picked up a pen, I wrote my own deliverance!"❄-
The couple ended up having to park a few blocks away and walked up. Half way there they met Scotland and Wales who were complaining about how the party was mandatory and how crappy American liquor was. Canada and Prussia were quick to agree. The group walked up to the house and was let through by some secret service members.
As soon as they entered the main ballroom Blackbird could smell ghouls. His eyes darted around the room pinpointing the scent to a group of waiters. He immediately readied for a fight, but then remembered where he was. In Alfred's mansion, surrounded by other nations, none of which knew that he was a ghoul. He decided to keep a close eye on them; it could have just been a coincidence. Maybe they were just there to work.
"Il y a des goules ici." Matthew quickly whispered to Prussia as they entered the ball room. The albino raised an eyebrow and Canada just shrugged shaking his head.
The blond stayed close to Gilbert for the first little bit, but spotted Russia leaning against the wall and wondered over. He was constantly keeping America and the other ghouls in check.
"I hate this." Russia grumbled sipping on his drink. "A mandatory party is not a party at all." Canada smiled slightly. "This shitty beer makes it a small bit better."
"Did you watch the game last night?" Matthew asked. He had managed to catch the tail end after he carried Prussia home. The albino had passed out cold along the way.
"Da, was good. Your players are doing well this year." Ivan said taking another sip. The pair kept talking about hockey for a while until a waiter wondered over and offered them some food. Both politely declined and the ghoul waiter went away. Canada noticed something around the waiter ghoul's neck. He tried to get a better look, it resembled a shock collar to him.
They continued to talk for a while until Belarus interrupted them. Matthew scented Prussia on the other side of the room and walked quickly over, but was stopped by Seychelles.
"Hello Matthew!" She greeted warmly pulling him in for a hug. "It's been a while how are you?"
"I'm good Michelle, how are you?" Matthew smiled. It had been quite a while since he had time to talk with the woman. They started to catch up, but waiters kept interrupting them. Seychelles would take one occasionally, but Canada would always turn the pushy waiters down. He could eat something, but he'd have to throw it up later. He was starting to get annoyed by the constant pestering.
"Oh, but sir, these are amazing." One of the waiters was being extremely pushy. Canada politely said no, but this ghoul just wouldn't give up, insisting more. Matthew was at the end of his very long rope with this waiter. He flashed his ghoul eyes at the waiter, making sure no one else could see them, to scare him off. The waiter's eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly said, "Your loss." And shuffled off to bug someone else.
"He was annoying." Michelle commented as soon as the waiter finally left. Blackbird nodded in agreement. They continued where they left off. After a while Matthew said goodbye and went to look for Prussia again. He spotted him on the other side of the big ball room talking with his brother. He started around the edge of the room to avoid the crowd of nations. The blond let his mind wander as he walked and ran right into someone. He was getting ready to apologize, but then realized who it was and froze.
AN: Bit of a longer chapter. 'bout half way through my plan for this fic, but I'm going to add some flash backs later to show how Canada has been hiding being a ghoul.
