The cafe they found seemed promising. The walls were a nice bluebird color and the tables were some type of black wood. When Norway and Canada ordered food they were both happy to discover that the cups their caramel macchiatos came in was the nice big rounded kind.

Canada was feeling an emotion that felt a bit like surprise when he and Norway ordered the same drink and was currently over thinking if he should mention it or not.

"It nice to know you appreciate good coffee." Norway beat him to that particular topic.

Canada internally was thinking how much better the normally cold Norway had a better grasp at socializing than him, where as, Norway was simply grasping at threads trying to connect with the nation before him.

"Um yeah coffee is like super good although England thinks it not so um yea." Canada again berated himself. Why the in world would he bring that particular argument up to Norway of all people.

"Ah He has strong opinions." Norway had no idea how to react to Canada bringing England up but judging from the boy's aura, Canada was feeling conflicted.

Canada laughed, "Yeah that's for sure. But so the flyer you really think red was the right color, I know Denmark really liked it. Did you like it? I don't want to like stub anyone's ideas and Finland wanted green for that one part and."

"Hey." Norway interrupted.

"Huh." Canada said distracted from his worries.

"Calm yourself. They liked the flyer and no one was upset at all. Besides Fin is a bit colorblind so if he said he liked the green. He may of meant the red. Why are you so worried?" Norway had watched Canada as he had rambled on. The nation's aura would flip between emotions like a indecisive rabbit but all of the colors would have a strange dullness to them. It was as if Canada was not actually letting himself feel his own emotions.

Norway blinked could Canada actually do that? Well, he was his son and if anyone was good at suppressing emotions it would Norway's son.

"Yeah I guess it doesn't really matter. I wonder if France would like it. I mean he is into style and all that." Canada wondered.

Again Norway didn't really know how to talk about France or England it was just too many bad memories.

"Why are you worrying about them?" Norway knew the answer he could see it all woven in the tight knot of Canada's soul. He cared because he loved them. Because they raised him. Because Norway wasn't there.

"I Well. To be...honest I starting to think I should just give up on asking them for their opinion on anything I do. They just don't really care what I do anymore." Canada rested his chin in his hand. "Habit I guess. I keep hoping they will notice me for more than... Why I am telling you this. I doubt you want to hear this."

Norway felt an unbearable need to reach across the table an grasp Canada's hand. He refrained from doing so.

"I don't mind. I don't mind hearing your thoughts and worries." Norway gave Canada what he hoped was a reassuring smile. "You want more than what?"

"Well as long as you don't mind. I want to be more that just a pawn in their fights. They fight all the time and is like I end up in the middle as if they want me to choose between them. I know it's a different time and I definitely not a colony anymore but they still fight as if I still am. It's like they have never realized I grew up. I try so hard and they don't ever actually care. You know I told Iceland a bit of this. He said...man this is weird. He said I should come stay with you guys for a bit." Canada hugged his arms around his middle. "That is a stupid idea huh?"

Norway listened fighting the urge to cry and hug the nation, "It is not stupid. Nothing you say or think is stupid. You would be welcome to stay with us as for as long as you need" he said 'Staying forever would be fine by me' Norway thought.

Canada was quite frankly shocked. He wasn't used to this kind of kind attention. "You really wouldn't mind?" He didn't know what he was feeling a mix of happiness and worry.

"I wouldn't mind in the slightest." Norway encouraged. "Time away may help."

"Well I guess that's a plan then. But we should be getting back if Denmark and Iceland don't have the flyers printed by now they probably never will." Canada said finishing the rest of his macchiato.

"I agree." Norway allowed Canada to walk ahead of him. He watched the boy's aura a pink happy color yet frustratingly dull. This was amazing he never imagined that Canada would ask to stay with them. Norway reminded himself to thank Iceland later. Norway wiped his nose now bloody he knew that Finland would yell at him about suppressing magic but he knew that he couldn't let Canada see the memories that had resurfaced by talking to him, at least someday he would allow himself to go through the painful memories perhaps even with Canada next to him.

sry for short chapter They a gonna be short for a few weeks because of finals