Author's Note: This is the first epilogue. Yes, there are two. But this one was the one I had originally planned to go with, so I guess you could say this is the official epilogue?

Enjoy!

BRIIING!

"Mmmnnnh..." Canada rolled over in his bed and slammed a hand on the alarm clock. He cracked open his eyes to blearily peek at the numbers.

"What...?"

Canada checked again. That couldn't be right...

The date was the same as the one of the meeting where he had last been mistaken by England for America.

"It was all... a dream?"

He leaned over and grabbed his glasses. Putting them on, he slipped out of bed and went to get ready for the day.

Once in the kitchen, he checked his other calendar. It said the same thing as his clock.

"Wow... That was some dream... Right, Kumakito?"

"Who?"

"Canada..." He sighed and gave Kumajirou some fish, which he promptly set to devouring.

Still rather confused at the strangeness of the... dream?... Canada hurried to the world meeting and prepared for another day of chaos. Just an average day as a personified nation...

But what was that dream all about?

"I... guess it was just my mind's way of dealing with the stress..." he finally decided.

After the meeting, Canada walked toward the exit with Kumajirou in his arms.

Suddenly, England started yelling from behind him.

"Hey, America! About the meeting next week, I have a few details I need to work out with you."

"I'm not America, I'm Canada..." Canada hugged Kumajirou a bit closer to him.

"Oh... Terribly sorry, Canada, it's just you two look so much alike..." England blushed a bit at his mistake.

"It's OK..."

"Well, sorry, but I have to go find that idiot brother of yours. See you at the G8 meeting." England rushed away.

Canada briefly wondered why this felt so familiar, but quickly put it out of his mind. He hugged Kumajirou miserably. "Why doesn't anyone know who I am, Kumasachi?"

"HAHAHA! Oh, hey, Mattie! Hey, are you free? Let's go do something together!" America randomly appeared from around the corner.

"I think England is looking for you... He said something about the meeting next week..."

"Ah, that's boring..." America whined. "C'mon, let's go play baseball!"

"I'd rather not..."

The sense of déjà vu was getting stronger...

"There you are, America! I've been looking all over for you!" England popped up from around the corner.

America was quickly dragged away by an irate England. Canada just sighed.

"Why am I not as noticeable as America? I mean, we are brothers! Not just brothers, even, we're twins!"

Why was that strange feeling not going away?

"Who are you?" Kumajirou looked up with a quizzical expression on his face.

"I'm Canada..."

"Well, you would think that with your super long border, some of his characteristics should have spread to you," Kumajirou said, wiggling his way out of his owner's arms and sitting down on a nearby table.

Canada immediately perked up, again putting that strange feeling out of his mind. "That's it! I just have to channel the part of my country that is most like America!"

"Won't that just make you more like America?"

"That's true... Wait a moment! What if I channel my immigrants?"

"Huh?"

"My immigrants! Almost all of my people came from some other country, so if I channel them, maybe I'll get noticed!"

"It's worth a try."

"YES!" Canada basically yelled, surprising everyone in the immediate vincinty. "Finally, I will be noticed! Mwahahaha!"

Now, if only I could figure out why this seems so familiar...

Author's Note: Shameless recycling of the first chapter... :P

A warning for the secondary epilogue: It is full of angst. And has implied character death. So, if you would like to keep your mood from being ruined, I strongly suggest you do not read it. It is perfectly acceptable to stop here. On the other hand, if you like angst and don't mind a humor fic turning into it, please proceed to the next chapter!

To those of you who will be stopping here, thanks for reading! If you're interested, please check out some of my other stuff! (:P Self-advertising...)

Farewell!