Cry in the Snow
By: Strange and curious things
Chapter 6: Who Are They?
" So this is how we are going to do this"
They were currently at an empty restaurant finishing lunch. After America's suggestion, the nations got to work. The morning was filled with ringing phones and shuffling papers. For the project to work their bosses had to approve to let their personifications out of the country for an indefinite amount of time. The situation was hard to explain since no one was informed to begin with. Some were hesitant; making drastic changes so suddenly wasn't very appreciated. It took some time for Ontario to convince them. In the end, everyone could stay on the condition that if anything serious happened in their country they would have to come back immediately without delays.
"My siblings and I will show you around and make sure you understand why Canada is going to the path of violence" Ontario had taken the liberty to stand at one end of the restaurant table to address everyone. " Then, if it's not too late, maybe you'll be able to put a stop to this mess. Though, I would be surprised."
" You don't really have faith in us do you?" Said England, raising one of his giant eyebrows.
" No I don't. Now I'll show what we have planned."
The young man took out his laptop and placed it on the table so that everyone could see the screen. On the screen was a very graphic map of Canada.
"ugh!" Japan suddenly coughed, probably choked on air. " I-I-I sorry! I wasn't ready."
The Japanese man face had reddened in a good shade of red and so did the other nations around. The very graphic map of Canada showed every detail of where the land extended and every single river that had dug through the sweet Canadian soil.
" Don't get distracted!" fumed Ontario, working a blush of his own. " So, I called my siblings for their permission for you to pass through their land and some even volunteered to be your tour guides. Actually, Nunavut and Yukon will be the first ones to accompany you there." He pointed at the top part of the map on the screen. " Also, Mathew must not know of the real reason you're here. This why that if he calls you are on vacation to an unknown land and you had no idea it was Canada. He won't suspect a thing. I hope.
" Wait!" said America, putting his hand up. " Why can't Mattie know we're here?"
" He already knows you're here" sighed the province " like any of you would know if another country entered your territory. But, he doesn't know why. Which is better this way or else the plan won't work. Also, from now on we should address ourselves by our human name if it's not too much to ask. It will attract less attention."
" Seem acceptable, aru" gently frowned the Chinese man as he processed everything that had been said. It wasn't hard to realize that their current host was hiding something from them. Whatever it was, there had to be a good reason or else those kids wouldn't have gone to such length to convince country leaders to agree to all of this. Anyway, if all goes wrong we can blame it on America.
"Oh, before I forget. How many of you brought a decent winter coat?"
To Ontario's obvious displeasure, none actually thought about that. Seems everyone forgot that Canada was an arctic nation and up there was Winter's domain . Well except, Russia who was always ready to greet him.
Daniel had abandoned them. After learning that practically everyone did not have winter gear, the province had left in a rush and muttering about not being the one to bring them shopping. That happened two hours ago.
The nations were still at the restaurant. No one wanted to move and the restaurant owner didn't seem to mind anyway.
"I can't believe I didn't see this coming" said Alfred, crossing his arms and leaning back in his chair.
" Yes, especially since you two are direct neighbours," agreed Arthur
" Hey, it's not just me! Isn't Canada still part of you?"
" No, actually I'm more of a supervisor to his country then a the governor." Countered the Brit. He was getting a bit irritated after mentioning his colonies.
"Ha! Still playing mum aren't ya , Iggy!"
" Don't call me that, you idiot!"
"Ahh, those two are fighting again. Ivan, you have been quiet lately. Is there something on your mind, mon ami?" inquired Francis, looking at the Russian man at his right who was taking a swig of his precious vodka.
"It's been a long time since I went to Canada. A lot of things changed, da?"
"Oui, Mathieu sure did work hard. He has grown so much during the time I was gone. Though, a bit too much English influence for my taste."
At the end of the table were Kiku, Ludwig and Feliciano, who were ignoring whatever was said at the other end.
" Though it seems that Canadians are well organized, I still think that this plan is very … vague." Commented the German as he studied a tourist pamphlet of the country.
"Hai, I heard that Mathew- san's people were good strategists, everything must have been planned. Then again I wonder if this is a good thing."
" Ve, what do you mean Kiku?" chipped in the Italian
" Ja, your right. What if all of this is a trap."
" Mattie would never be able to hurt us" Butted in the American and forgetting the person he was arguing with.
" I understand what you are saying, aru. By what we've seen so far, there is low probability that their goal is to hurt us. But, if it was, then this situation would be completely in their advantage." Analysed Yao, who understood those kinds of things.
The discussion continued. The group was getting a bit too paranoid to a potential stabbing in the back. The worst is that they have good reasons to. Like any other personification, the provinces were deeply influenced by their people, 90% of which approve of the radical change. They were beings that reflected a piece of land and a group of people. From the body to the name, they symbolized their country. Everything that made them seem human was to not make them too different from their people. Their free will was limited because their feelings and opinions could easily be replaced by what their people wanted.
Suddenly, as the exchanging of words quickly became a screaming match, the restaurant door opened.
" Well, already thinking we are going to murder you? That was fast!"
A young lady entered the building. She had a petite figure with coffee brown skin. Her long raven hair were intertwined with feathers and a few strands framed her face accentuated her bright blue eyes.
Beside her was a child of approximately 5-6 years old. He has curly blond hair that contrasted with his brown skin. Melted gold eyes looked at them with curiosity.
" Hi, my name is Alasie."She said, her voice gentle " I represent the Yukon. And this, is Nanurjuk, he represents Nunavut."
Their sudden appearance surprised the nations who were again caught fighting again.
" Daniel called us to help you out. Since where we are going you will need warmer clothes than this. Come on, let's go sillies."
It is not like we had planned to stay long. Most of us only brought what was necessary for the meeting in America. Coming here was a bit of a surprise for us too." Said Arthur as he collected his coat, the comment not sitting well.
"I know, that is why we're going shopping. Also, about your stay, Daniel said he would make some calls to bring more of your belongings over here. Canada is pretty cool but no place like home right?"
When they were all ready, they left the restaurant. Alasie was very excited to spend time with them and listed a few places she would like to go with them. Her cheery demeanour even distracted them from the figure at the back of the room that had been glaring at them the whole time.