At the sharp report of the gun, the countries all raced to the conference room and flung open the door. They drew short at the picture of America standing over Japan with a gun.
China was the first to unfreeze. "America! What is the meaning of this?" Japan called out to the group. "No! It's not America-san!" At that moment a familiar loud voice called from the door. "Hey, bro! Found your wierd bear! Lost my jacket somewhere tho!" America entered the room holding a polar bear in his arms. "Huh? What's going on?" America hesitated. Italy's head swiveled from the front of the room to the back of the room. "Hey, Germany, there's two Americas?" Germany gritted his teeth and glared toward to front of the room. "Japan is right. That's not America." America pushed his was through to the front of the room. "Seriously, what's going on?" He noticed the other country wearing his jacket. "Huh? Dude, Canada, why are you wearing my jacket?"
Canada turned and America saw the paintgun in his hand for the first time. A chorus of gasps ran through the group. Russia simply smiled and tightened his grip on his metal pipe. "It was you?" England accused, shocked. "Me." Canada confirmed meeting his eyes. "But, why, Mathieu?" France asked pleadingly. All of the countries stared at Canada with varying expressions. Shock, (America, Italy) betrayal,(England, France) wariness, (China, Germany), regret (Japan) and in an unreadable smile (Russia).
"Because I'm tired of being ingnored, overlooked and forgotten. I'm tired of being dismissed. So I decided to show you all that you can't afford to ignore me anymore." He sighed, slipping off the bomber jacket to reveal a Maple leaf t-shirt beneath. "Since I get mistaken for my brother so much, I decided to pretend to be him to prove a point. " He passed the jacket to America, who traded the polar bear in return. "Dude, so you used me?" America whined. "Not cool."
"What's not cool is constantly being mistaken for you!" Canada shot back, fighting tears. "It's not cool to always be sat on by Russia! It's not cool to always have your opinion ignored,or to be passed over as though you don't exist!" Canada wiped the tears out of his eyes. "I don't want to be forgotten anymore." He said softly, in his usual voice, but this time, everyone heard him.
"I'm Canada."