Chapter Twenty One

The day of the meeting finally rolled around. Matthew had finished up the last bit of paperwork he had before attempting to have a nap. He was so tired, but still couldn't sleep. Gilbert had left to find some breakfast and brought back coffee for him.

Canada sat up in the bed as Prussia sat down next to him. He gave him a kiss before handing him the coffee. "Get any sleep?" The albino asked and Matthew shook his head. He wrapped his free arm around the blond's waist and scooted closer. "It's still early, jou still got time."

Matthew shrugged slightly taking a small sip of the coffee before setting it on the side table. He slid back down into the covers and rested his head in Prussia's lap. The older nation sighed contently and started to play with his hair. Canada felt a lot better with Gilbert being there; he was calmer. He was able to fall asleep for about an hour until Prussia had to wake him up.

The pair had managed to get to the meeting just in time. They still haven't been able to get home or back to their truck.

As they walked into the lobby, Matthew looked around and spotted a few nations scattered here and there. He didn't see or smell Alfred around yet. Germany spotted them as they entered and came over. Italy followed close behind waving at them.

"Hallo, brother, Canada." The blond greeted. "Jou're barely on time."

"Sorry." Canada apologized. "I slept in."

"No need to apologize, jou veren't late." Germany said. "America is running late. His flight vas delayed and he'll be about fifteen minutes late."

"How is he late?" Prussia grumbled. "He's got one of the least distance to go."

"He had to take a flight to England before-a coming here." Italy explained with a smile.

"Boarders are still closed." Canada shrugged. "I didn't get an email or anything asking for an exception." Not that the Canadian would have given him one anyway.

The next fifteen minutes were spent wandering around and talking to different nations. The pair had stopped to talk to Britain and France, reassuring them that Matthew was fine. They were asking a lot of questions that the Canadian wasn't answering. Gilbert had noticed that Canada was starting to go quiet. He knew that the blond was getting anxious by how silent he was. Prussia took Matthew's hand and squeezed letting him know that he was there. Canada looked down and gave him a small slightly relived smile.

It was almost a half hour before America finally arrived. Germany wave for all the nations to head into the actual meeting room. Canada and America were seated right across the table from each other. Alfred kept glaring at him any chance he got.

"Vell, vere do ve start?" Germany sighed at the head of the table. He scratched the back of his neck before starting into the few facts he knew about the situation. "That's all ve really know. Canada, care to give more of a timeline?"

Matthew started to explain what happened on his side of the boarder. He gave almost every detail only leaving out information about the identity of the ghouls and himself.

"Not surprising you're protecting them too." Alfred said threateningly. He narrowed his eyes and waited for Canada to say something. The Canadian knew that America was going to oust him. He smirked and asked, "Who is the Red-Winged Blackbird, Matthew?"

Canada bit his lip and looked over to Prussia. The albino shrugged raising an eyebrow. They had talked a little bit about what to do if America brought it up. They had decided it would be better if Canada just came clean and told the nations. He didn't like breaking the promise to his mother, but it would be better told from him than anyone else.

"I am." Matthew confidently said with a shrug. Most of the nations looked surprised eyes widening in fear. Everyone was much to calm for what he just told them. Of course it was hard to believe that the normally quiet Canadian was a ghoul.

"There's no way you are." England said rolling his eyes dismissively.

"Oh, no. It's true." Alfred said getting up from where he was sitting. "I've had other ghouls confirm it. "

"And you trust these ghouls?" Francis asked.

"No, I didn't. I've seen him myself." America shrugged. "They're very simple creatures. They'll do almost anything for some good meat. Including being waiters and constantly bothering someone."

"Those waiters were pestering Canada a lot." Russia said.

"A flash of the eyes and they run." Matthew said under his breath.

"They followed us after too." Prussia said.

"They were supposed to attack you, but chickened out." America growled. "If you want something done, do it yourself."

"And is that why you attacked your brother?" China asked.

"We are not brothers." They snapped at the same time. America glared at China at the suggestion.

"Yeah of course that's why I attacked!" America said loudly. "We wanted to rid Canada of the ghouls!"

"Even if Canada is a ghoul you still had no reason to attack his country!" France argued. "He hasn't done anything to provoke the attack!"

"Why are you defending him? He's a ghoul! His people are ghouls!" America yelled angrily. "I had every right to attack. I was protecting my people!"

"I never made a move to attack your people. My ghouls are peaceful." Blackbird said calmly. "You made yourself look bad by attacking me."

Alfred looked beyond angry. He was furious that the nations were taking Canada's side. "You've got to be kidding me! He's dangerous, he's killed people, he eats people! How can you take his side?" The American demanded.

"Ve are not talking about Matthew right now." Germany said. "Ve are talking about America attacking its ally Canada with no apparent reason."

"I had a reason!" America argued slamming his fist down on the table.

"You might have had a reason to attack Matthew, but America as a whole did not have a reason to attack Canada. You can't attack a country because of one person." Arthur yelled also getting up from his seat. France was right at his side. "That should have remained personal and you shouldn't have brought your whole nation into this. Do you not understand the repercussions?"

America crossed his arms and glared at the pair. "I'm the best damn country in the world. I can do what I want."

"No, you can't." Russia snapped also rising from where he was sitting. Other nations were getting out of their seats and yelling at the American.

"Enough!" Germany yelled pinching the bridge of his nose. All the nations fell silent. "It is clear that ve are in agreement that there should be some kind of punishment for America. Ve vill tell our decision to the UN and they'll go further." The German said. A few of the nations sat back down, but America remained standing. "Now, let's talk about Canada."

AN: One more chapter left! Almost done, but there is going to be a sequel! I really enjoyed writing this and wanted to do more. The first chapter will be posted with the last chapter of this this Thursday.