Warning, this is a filler chapter and feels ahead!

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France tapped his foot nervously as he sipped his wine on the plane. Ivan had called him because something had happened to Mathieu, to little Canada. Once he ended the phone call he ran out of his home to his private plane. He stopped halfway when he realised that he didn't even have shoes on. He went back and packed his bags and called his boss to tell him that he was going on vacation to visit family.

Now he anxiously waited on the plane to Canada to see his child and Russia. Of course he had accepted their relationship but Ivan calling him saying that something was wrong with Mathieu concerned him.

If Russia had harmed his child in any way, he would declare war regardless of the consequences!

He just wanted Mathieu to be happy. God knows how Matthew (and Alfred) had suffered because of him and England.

He remembered when he had to give up Matthew to England. He remembered how Mathiew screamed and cried, begging to be forgiven, that he would be a good boy.

Mathieu was too young to really understand that it wasn't because of him that France had to give him up. No it was war and money and politics that forced Francis to give the boy to England.

Francis's eyes began to tear up. He sniffed and whipped away all traces of emotions from his eyes and began to think about other stuff. He looked out the window and remembered the day that he meet little Kanata.

Francis stepped onto the beach of the new land. He smiled as he saw the Natives approaching. "Bonjour!" He said happily and waved while bowing slightly.

His companions lowered their heads respectfully while the Natives approached cautisly.

He stood back up an d removed his hat and noticed one of the natives, a young child, approaching.

This child, dark of skin with black hair and an odd little curl that sprouted in front of his face, walked closer holding a spear.

Francis knelt down as the child came closer to him.

The child smiled and said something in a language that Francis didn't understand. He heard the word Kanata and that was it.

Francis smiled and said slowly, "We come with good intentions, are you the representative of this land?"

The boy didn't say anything and instead started at Francis's hat with a large puffy blue feather. It bounced slowly with the wind. Francis smiled and picked the feather out of his hat and held it out to the child.

"A gift yes? To show good relationship."

The child looked at him and took the feather in one hand and watched it as he waved it around. He giggled and smiled at Francis before stepping back and waving it high for the Natives to see.

Francis watched as the Natives all relaxed and smiled. He cleared his throat to get the child attention once again. Once he had the violet-blue eyes on him he pointed to himself and said 'Francis' a few times.

The child understood quickly and point to him and said "Frwancy!"

Then he pointed to himself and gave his name, "Kanata!"

Francis smiled and pointed to him and said, "New France."

The two of them had gotten along well…for a while, Francis taught New France his language and gave gifts. He learned that the child was a boy who loved his people. And that he had a pet polar bear that never left his side.

But of course, France had to leave often to deal with his own country. He would be gone for long periods of time and missed the boy who smiled and called him 'big brother fwance' with his adorable face.

But then the damn English man fought with him for the boy when he already had his own little brother. Then after the war, Francis's boss said that they could no longer keep Canada and that they had to give him up.

France was horrified at it. He cried on the way there to say good bye and to give him to Britain.

France had Canada in his lap and sang a French lullaby while rocking him. He rubbed the boys back while waiting for Britian to come take him away.

"OI!"

France nearly burst into tears then. He and Canada looked to see Britain coming.

"Ello, black sheep of Europe." Francis spat while standing up holding onto Canada who looked at the two confusedly. He learned French not English!

Britain's eyebrow twitched and Canada giggled, it was so big! He felt himself being put on the ground as the stranger knelt down and took his hand and pulled him to close.

Kanata tried to pull back and cried out, "Papa, I'm scared! Tell him to let me go!"

Francis said, "I am sorry, you must go with Britain now."

"What? But you said Britain was a bad man! Why are you punishing me? Was I a bad boy, did I make you mad? I'm sorry forgive me! Don't let him take me! I'm scared, I wanna go home!" Kanata screamed and cried as Britain picked him up and held him

"Come on child, you are now one of my colonies! Isn't that exciting?" Britain said while trying to calm the boy down.

Francis turned away and felt the tears fall as he heard Canada begging for him to take him back. To save him.

He couldn't take it anymore.

"I can not take care of a barren wasteland, He's your responsibility now"

Kanata was hurt, 'a barren wasteland' he wasn't wanted? Kanata cried and screamed for hours until he could only croak and not move.

Francis left him and went home where he was bed ridden for months at the loss of his little brother.

Francis had made a grave mistake.

He wouldn't make it ever again.

He needed to help Canada, the Nation who had been torn apart and left on his own to try and fix himself.

*Kanata - Huron or Iroquoian word for home or villiage.

Sooo feb 11...Its my birthday so every review is a 'happy birthday to me'! 19 woohoo! I'm legal to drink~ (Drink responsibly please)

And I'm actually going to make a one-shot based off of this, It's going to be a Canadian history thing with the relationships between the Nation people and their own personal feelings and not the countries political decisions. It will aslo summrize Canadian hisotry from frence discovery to today.

And I'm coming up with more ideas for stories when i finish off the ones i have now, and i have a poll for one, so could you please go vote it'll help me out a lot!

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Until next time

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