Chapter 11: Klutz

"C'est bon, c'est bon. Je peux prendre soin d'elle." Canada spoke as a medic continued to check him for any injuries. "Je vais aller voir un médecin quand je partirai. C'est très bien." Russia stood at the side with the little bear in his arms, neither of them too happy, as Canada attempted to take care of his situation. Why must the boy be such a klutz?

"Avez-vous un avocat?" another man asked, Canada assumed he was one of the bosses.

"Non je ne suis pas et je n'ai pas besoin." Canada sighed. "Je vais bien, si je viens de rentrer à la maison oui?" The boss nodded and so did the medic, then he helped the Canadian up, he hid his painful expression so he could go. But Russia could tell the boy could barely stand up and tried to put more weight on his left leg more than his right, obviously he was hurt. Canada slowly limped toward Russia, him opening the door for the boy, and then following his way out.

"Matvey are you alright?" Russia asked. "What was the medic saying?"

"Nothing important." Canada said. "I'm fine," Russia could see just how bad the boy was limping. "They just didn't wanna be responsible for a lawsuit."

"Matvey." Russia glared at him a bit. "Is your foot alright?"

"Y-yeah. I said I'm fine." he lied. "I'll be fine." Russia stopped him as he almost fell from putting weight on a foot he couldn't really stand on. He grabbed him and moved him over a bit to the bench as they attempted to walk outside once again.

"You stay here. I'm going to call a taxi." Russia put the bags next to the boy and walked away to get a ride, Kumajirou debating to follow him but then jumped on the boy's lap. "So how bad is it?" Kumajirou looked up at him, Canada only growled and hushed him. Russia managed to get a taxi and came back to get the bags, helping the boy up with the bar and helping him to the car.

"Take your shoe and shock off when you get in the car. I'm putting the bags in the back." Russia said. Canada happily nodded but once Russia turned him away, he lost the smile and gulped as he got in. Kumajirou jumped over to the middle as Canada sat and began to take his shoe off, mumbling curse words. Russia slammed the trunk and came in on the other side, telling the driver the address to go, then immediately looked at Canada. "Sock off." Canada moaned and took his sock off, revealing the bruising around his ankle and the top of his foot; Russia sighed. "You're such a klutz…."

"H-Hey…" Canada pouted. Russia moved over a bit and grabbed onto the boy's ankle, "R-Russ?"

"Tell me if it hurts." Russia said and tried pushing his foot down, the boy hissing in pain. He tried moving it to the side, the boy again hissing. When he tried moving it up, Canada hit his hand. "I'm assuming this all hurts?" Canada glared but nodded at him. "You do realize we have to take you to a doctor right?"

"W-Why? I'll just put ice on it and it'll be fine." Canada tried to tell him, but Russia wouldn't take any of that.

"You're going to a doctor Matvey. We're dropping our things off at France's house and asking him where we can get you a doctor."

"Nooooo." Canada whined. "Oh shut it you."

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"What ze hell happened to you! ?" France yelled once he saw Russia carrying the boy inside his house.

"Your klutz son slipped at the airport and probably broke something." Russia said as he laid the boy down on the couch. "His foot and ankle is bruised really bad."

"It's not that bad!" Canada protested and crossed his arms. France quickly went to the fridge to get an ice pack as Russia carefully took the boy's shoe and sock off again, then placed a pillow under it.

"Such a klutz." Russia smiled a bit but Canada only continued to pout and glare. France came back with the ice pack and a bandage to wrap it up, which is just what he did, though Canada flinched at the cold. "I was going to take him to a doctor."

"I don't need a-"

"Oh! I can call mine and see if he can fit him in." France suggested.

"Da. That would be good." Russia agreed.

"I don't ne-"

"You do." Both Russia and France said, for probably the first time, at the same time. "Such a klutz." Canada sat there with his arms crossed and his pout still.

Russia ended up helping the boy to the doctor, him barely able to make it there just from limping. Once he did, Russia just had to stand there while Canada explained everything in French, now he knew what it was like in Canada's shoes when he spoke in Russian with his sisters. The doctor moved Canada's foot up and down, left to right, all with Canada flinching in pain. Then, to Russia's surprise, he moved to checking the boy's back, Canada flinching with pain again but tried to hold it back once he saw Russia looking; he raised an eyebrow.

But it all made sense after. The doctor had given Canada crutches though, and if he was to be on his feet at all he would have to use them. He told him to take some pain medication if the pain was too much and to try to lay down for at least the next three days, which Canada wasn't very happy about. Russia helped him up and out the door until he was able to actually start using the crutches. Once he started using them, it came easily, until he slipped again and fell back, leaving Russia to catch him this time. "Canada. There's ice. Everywhere. Watch. Your. Step." Russia said and got him back to his feet. Canada nodded and watched where he stepped with the crutches, Russia following close behind. "So what did the doctor say?"

"That I should lay down for about three days before I do any major walking with these things, so that the swelling can calm down a bit."

"And what was the injury on your foot?"

"Eh?… A fracture…"

"A fracture? That's not good Matvey." Russia glared. "You really are a klutz." he sighed. "And what about your back?"

"My back?" Canada almost slipped again but managed to keep walking with them. "Nothing."

"Liar. What did he say? Hmm?" Russia looked at him but Canada wouldn't give him a answer as Kumajirou tried going ahead of them to keep up with them, Russia smiled. "I wonder what bear jerky taste like." Kumajirou shivered, stopped, and stood on his back legs.

"He said he possibly threw it out!" Kumajirou snitched. Canada looked down at him in a glare.

"So much for a loyal companion."

"Who are you?"

"Canada…."

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Finally they got home, Russia helping him into the house and putting the crutches against the wall. Russia then picked him up and began to carry him up the stairs when France walked by, "Well?" He asked. Russia carried the boy up and called back,

"He's a klutz!" Russia called, France could hear the boy moan and whine at that. Russia carried him into the bed and laid him down onto it. He went back down stairs to get the crutches and bring them back up as France bought up an ice pack. Canada tried to get comfortable into the bed as Russia put the crutches to the side and then put a pillow under the boy's foot, then wrapped the icepack France had given around the top of the boy's foot and ankle. "France he needs more ice for his back too."

"I told you my back was fine."

"Why?" France questioned.

"He fell hard on it and might of even thrown it out." Russia said. France signed but nodded as he walked out the door to get more ice for the boy's back. Russia turned to Canada and helped him sit up a bit, making sure he was as comfortable as he could be. France quickly came back up with a bigger ice pack, one big enough to cover the lower part of his back. Russia sat the boy up a bit and placed the icepack behind him, then helped him lay back again.

"If zhere is anything you need, don't be afraid to ask, okay Matthieu?" France said, Canada nodded and relaxed a bit. "I'm going to go make dinner, I'll bring some up for the both of you when I'm done."

"Merci Père." Canada smiled, Russia only nodded. Russia grabbed a soft blanket out of the closet and laid it across Canada, smiling in thanks. Russia then began to take a few things out of their bags as Canada turned on the T.V., nothing else to do. Kumajirou jumped up on the bed, crawled around, and curled up in a small ball next to Canada. He pet the small bear and covered him a bit with the blanket.

"Anything you need from your bag?" Russia asked as he opened Canada's bag.

"My cell phone." Canada said. Russia tossed the boy's phone to him and closed up the bed before coming over and sitting on the side of the bed. Canada looked through his phone for any new messages or emails, sent some back, and put the phone in his sweat shirt pocket.

"Are you okay?" Russia asked. Canada smiled and nodded, then grabbed onto the Russian's hand.

"I'll be fine." Canada said. "I'll get some rest and I should be fine in a few days, I'm sure the fracture will be healed soon like my wrist did."

"D-Da." Russia looked down. Canada tightened his grip on the Russian's hand.

"Russia. It's fine." He lifted his hand up and gently kissed it, then looked up and smiled. Russia tried smiling a bit but he couldn't help but feel a little guilty and upset. I can't stand seeing you hurt Matthew, he looked away from the boy. Why would you stay it's okay when you're hurt?…

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Thanks for reading~

More and more Canadia abuse o.o just breaking bones now XD

But hey what's up XD so now Canada's on crutches, what a klutz (I almost never use that word so sorry for taking advantage of it through out the chapter) I was kinda on crutches last weekend (My America fractured my foot last year n it never fully recovered so when I hurt it again I was back on crutches for a while) and I was stuck on the chapters, so I decided to yes, turn Canada like me XD YUP so just let it be *w*

So let's explore Paris again, this shall be fun. Next chapter will have a little something-something (or the one after that XD) one of these days in France XDDD

And I'm sorry for horrible grammar errors, I've gotten a lot better since a year ago. :D but spelling is literally my worst part of learning Language Arts, so just bare with me Q.Q

Good translator:

Translations: (French)

"C'est bon, c'est bon. Je peux prendre soin d'elle.": "It's okay, it's okay. I can take care of it. "

"Je vais aller voir un médecin quand je partirai. C'est très bien.": "I'll go see a doctor when I leave. It's very good. "

Avez-vous un avocat?: Do you have a lawyer?

Non je ne suis pas et je n'ai pas besoin: No I'm not and I do not need one

Je vais bien, si je viens de rentrer à la maison oui: I'll be fine if I just go home yes?

Merci Père: Thank you father