I do not own Axis Powers Hetalia. Please Review and Thank You. Reviews are my fuel. Side I have also been thinking about making a FanFic where Russia (Let's just say leaving a baby on a doorstep is not a very good idea) raises Harry Potter and also about one where France raises Harry Potter.
Canada felt a bit nervous since he has not raised a child much less a human one, Harry was looking at him with such hopeful eyes, and he was not sure what to say next to the little child.
"Mattie, Do you want me to cook you something to eat?" Harry asked softly and Canada shook his head.
"No. You do not have to cook. Are you hungry? I make pretty good pancakes." Canada replied calmly, he slowly let go of Harry's hand, and added. "I can make something else if you don't like pancakes."
"I like pancakes." Harry told him cheerfully and it brought a smile on Canada's lips.
"Have you ever had maple syrup?" Canada asked curious, but regretted asking for the little one's eyes looked down at the floor.
"No because my Aunt said it was too good for me." Harry muttered quietly, Canada sighed softly, and he couldn't understand how someone could say anything like that to a child or saying 'It is too good' to anyone.
'England took care of the Aunt, Uncle, and Cousin.' Canada thought to himself and it was best not to inform Harry about what had occurred. 'I don't want Harry to blame himself.'
"You can have as much syrup as you want here, okay." Canada told him calmly and he walked towards the kitchen with Harry following him.
"Do I have to sleep in the cupboard?" Harry asked in a quiet voice to Canada and the question almost made the Nation drop the bowl due to shock, but managed to catch it and mentally sighed in relief. After all it would not due to have broken glass on the floor and it might startle the boy.
"No. I have two guest bedrooms and you can pick which one you want to have as your bedroom. In the morning we can go shopping for outfits, toys, and books." Canada replied softly and he started to make the pancakes while wondering how can people be cruel to one another even to a child. It made no sense to him and wondered how Harry will turn out. Hopefully, He will turn out alright despite having a lack of knowledge about child care.
'I might have to call up, America.' Canada thought to himself and he made sure not to burn the pancakes. 'He knows a lot about it. I do not want Harry to be exposed to the States for that would be pretty bad and maybe it might not be such a good idea to ask America.'
"What is wrong?" Harry asked in a worried voice and he was still a little afraid of possibly being sent back to England.
"Thinking about my brother and his children." Canada replied simply, he shook his head, and placed a few pancakes onto a plate. "Do you want some maple syrup?"
Harry smiled brightly and nodded his head. Canada placed the plate in front of Harry, he handed him a fork, and knife.
"I'll be right back with the syrup." Canada commented calmly and he swiftly grabbed the bottle of maple syrup.
'Of course America's children are not completely bad. They are just blunt, not holding back, argue with one another, and it can't be helped that there are fifty of them. Of course there is more when including the territory's. All fighting for America's attention, but they do care for one another in their own way such as not letting anyone else pick on their siblings because it is their sibling to tease.' Canada thought as he handed Harry the maple syrup and smiled faintly. 'Not a smart idea to make fun of America when his children are around. However all hell is let loose if anyone dares to hurt or tries anything his kids for America is pretty protective of them.'
'At least I have just one child and his name is Harry. One to take care of is plenty for me and it comes with such a great responsibility. I'm a bit nervous for what if I miss up?' Canada mentally thought to himself and bit down on his lip in worry.
Harry poured a little syrup on his pancakes while smiling happily and Canada watched him eat as he had his own pancakes. It brought a smile to his lips for some unknown reason maybe it was the fact of someone enjoying, eating, and smiling while eating his food.
"Mattie, These are the best pancakes I have ever ate. I loved the syrup." Harry told him happily and he was smiling brightly at Canada.
"I'm glad you liked them." Canada said softly, he realized that no longer will he be alone expect for having his bear whom kept on getting his name wrong, and personally he hoped that Harry will not forget his name. "Are you still hungry?"
"No, I'm pretty full. Can you please show me the guest rooms?" Harry asked in a low voice, Canada nodded his head, and got up from the chair.
"Yes. If you want the walls to be a different color or something just let me know, okay." Canada replied smoothly and he added. "Also if you want some kind of animal painted onto the walls too or a change of carpet just let me know alright, Harry."
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