-Stepping back with a gasp Canada locked eyes with his former guardians as they stepped through the door.
"Papa?" He stammered. Behind his guardians he was shocked to see Alfred looking extremely awkward. "Al?"
"Hey bro. I think we need to talk Iggy told me some scary stuff."
Canada could see some tear tracks on his brother's face god what did they tell him. That made Canada mad. He could understand that Papa and Arthur wanted to get him back but involving Alfred was just a low blow. Considering that his family wasn't exactly kind when is came to sharing news. Canada allowed his face to actually look mad for once.
"Why are you here?" He asked England.
"We just need you to come home." England answered. Studying his former father's features Canada realized that England was drunk. France didn't look much better to be honest France looked scared. Which was even more scary because it surprisingly took a lot to get France scared.
"No.." Canada said. "I am getting to know everyone I just met them.."
"You missed Alfreds party. Do you know how upset he was?" France elaborated. Behind him Alfred turned red and looked like he didn't want to be there which Canada supposed he didn't.
"Yes you made him cry. You are stopping all this foolishness now." England's voice was almost a yell.
Canada eyes narrowed in frustration. "What foolishness?"
"This foolishness." England elongated the S at the end.
"You mean wanting to know my actual Dad! Or maybe getting away from people who have lied to me my whole life!"
"No really. We also have taken good care of you your whole life. Don't you remember the time we.."
Canada interrupted France. "You never told me. You kept Norway away from me you you."
"Are not letting you just leave think of how you have hurt us huh think of Alfred." England yelled.
"Don't you bring Alfred into this. Why do you always bring Alfred into it?" Canada cried.
"Bro?" Alfreds tried to stop the two nations fighting.
"No Alfred I am not letting them pit us against each other like they always do." Canada turned back to England. "I just wanna to know why."
England didn't have anything to say to that. But unfortunately France did.
"Why not Matthieu. Norway's people where long gone by the time we met you. Your land was filled with my people England's people of course we took you. You were ours. And don't forget Norway didn't exactly fight us on the matter."
Canada could have cried they where making it sound as if Norway abandoned him.
"You need to go back to your house and get away from these Nordics." England added.
"No the only one I need to get away from is you!" Canada yelled.
England looked shocked.
Alfred looked scared.
And France was pulling that dumb I am not mad just disappointed look.
After realizing what he had just said to his fear of abandonment parental figure, Canada put a hand over his mouth in shock and horror as he watched England change form shock to anger at the thought of Canada wanting to leave him.
"I...I am sorry." Canada said as fast as possible but realizing that it was to late as England was already furious.
"You. Are. Coming. Back. Now!" England thundered.
Canada swallowed tearfully. "No."
England clinched his fist and in three seconds Canada realized two things. One he was on the ground and two America was yelling.
"Dad stop you can't do that. You can't push him." America yelled.
"Alfred I will do what I want." England then used some kind of binding spell to stick America to the wall.
He pushed me. Canada thought hazily. England pushed me. He only ever gotten physical with Alfred.
Fear was paralyzing. He was frozen in fear as he saw England approach his hands glowing with angry red magic. Before Whatever spell England concocted hit him square in the face Canada felt a small thump hit him in the chest. It was Iceland. England cursed the sleep spell was supposed to hit Canada but the little Nordic had jumped in the way.
Canada looked down at the Nordic then back to England. He didn't know what to do. France was frozen in fear and sadness and Alfred was trying to fight England's spell. England seemed to be preparing another sleep spell.
Help was all Canada could think. And all he could say so he screamed it as loud as he could. "Help HELP PLEASE.."
BAM. Canada felt the familiar gut wrenching emptiness of the lost of sound as he felt England soundless spell rammed into his throat.
No not again. He thought as he cradled Iceland to he chest as he backed up against the wall.
"You are gonna take a little nap okay Matthew. And then we are going home." England's voice in angry whisper.
"Dad no he doesn't want to." Alfred fought the binding spell.
"Shut up Alfred or I will shut you up."
Canada yelled and cried but none of it could be heard. He gripped the knocked out Iceland as he watched his former guardian raise his glowing hands angrily.
"Put your hands down England." And calm angry voice radiated from the hallway. Canada looked up and saw Norway with glowing hands glaring at England with utmost rage. Denmark stood behind the Norwegian holding what was a large battle axe.
"Didn't you hear him. Put that nasty spell away." Denmark growled.
Canada cried silent tears of relief. They were there. They heard him.
England let out a yell and threw the spell at Norway. The Nordic easily blocked it.
"Get. Out. Of. My house! And get away from my SON." Norway's whisper seemed louder that any of England's screams. He shot blue glowing steams of light toward England. England tried to block but ended up getting knocked to the ground by one of the streams.
"You!" England growled.
"Don't even try it." Norway stomped down the stairs freeing Alfred and knocking out France with one fell swoop. Denmark ran to Canada who was shaking like a leaf.
"You will get out now before I do something you will regret." Norway grabbed England by the caller fueled by parental rage.
"Please. He is drunk I am so sorry." Alfred said holding an unconscious France. "Don't hurt him."
Norway glanced at the American silent pity crossed his face. From what Canada had told him America hadn't had the best childhood either.
"Get him out of here."
England shocked by Norway's strength was rambling incoherent sentences as Alfred dragged him and France out. Canada gave America a look to say that they would talk later as he let Denmark take Iceland carefully out of his shaking arms.
Norway shook off the anger he had like water and knelt next to Canada.
"Hey I am gunna undo the spell okay?" He said letting Canada hug him and he quietly did just that.
"I...they..help." Canada cried realizing that his voice had returned.
Norway held the little nation as he awoke Iceland who immediately joined the hug fest.
"Its okay. I got you." Norway whispered as Canada tried to regain composure.
Denmark put a hand on Norway's shoulder as the three Nordics watched Canada fall asleep in their arms.
"Let's put him in bed." The Dane said helping Norway up.
Norway nodded and lifted Canada with Iceland's help.
"That was scary." Iceland whispered.
Norway cupped his little brother's cheek. "I know."
"Can I stay with him?" Iceland asked.
"Yes."
Norway let Iceland climb into bed with Canada. He and Denmark walk out of the room.
At that point, Norway let emotions consume him as he slid down the hallways wall.
"Hey Norge. You okay?" Denmark asked. "That the most magic I seen you use in a fight like ever."
"No. Denmark I think I am the opposite of okay. England tried to use dark magic on my Kid. I had to make sure he didn't do anything permanently. I am tired though." Norway sighed as Denmark sat down next to him. The Dane silently offered his hand. Norway took it.
Hearing the door open Denmark sighed.
"Fin and Sweden are back. We better tell them what happened." Denmark said quietly.
"Fin is gonna kill them."
"Yeah I might help him." Denmark responded as he heard the other Nordics clamoring downstairs. "We should probably go down there."
"Yeah no I think my legs have turned to jelly. I am just gonna sit here a bit." Norway whispered
"Yeah."
Denmark let Norway ever so slightly lean on his shoulder.
If Finland doesn't kill them I sure will. Denmark thought.