Canada's phone rang with the tune of France's national song. England looked up from the paper he was reading. Apparently, a lot of stuff had broken out since he was mentally out of tune; Wales had been marking up the papers, highlighting the important articles. Nothing good, as always. Nothing good was ever on the front page, except for weddings. Not even the new episodes of Doctor Who were good. Not that they weren't good episodes, but they had bad things happening that always tore England's heart out, for example the tenth doctor's last episode. My God, he needed a good brew that day… England knew that he owed Wales big time for giving him these news sparknotes.
"Ehe, give me a moment," Canada said sheepishly. He took out the phone and answered it as he left the room, "Bonjour, Papa."
America made an attempt to get up, but England grabbed his arm and sat him back down, which was hard to do since America had always been stronger than England. England ended up having to stand up to successfully shove America back in his seat.
"What?" America asked.
"Canada wants privacy," England explained, "Otherwise he would have stayed in here."
"But I want to know who's on the phone," America whined.
"Aren't you the control freak?" England remarked.
"Hey, don't act like you never did the exact same thing."
"And yet, here I am waiting for Canada to come back like a gentleman." Besides, there was only one person Canada would call "papa".
America looked at England a bit peeved. Canada came back, still holding the phone. "Umm… Francis wants to talk to you, Arthur," he said.
"Oh?" England took the phone where France's face was on the screen.
"Angleterre! Matthew told me what had happened. Are you alright?"
"You told him?" England asked Canada. He wasn't really angry with Canada, he just didn't get why Canada would tell France… no… it made sense actually. Canada and France always seemed to have some kind of connection. Probably because France took Canada in first.
Canada gave England a guilty look.
"Of course he told me," France answered, "He tells me everything."
Canada covered his face with his hands, and America started laughing. "So does he know about…"
"Stop!" Canada covered America's mouth before he said anything more.
"Alfred, behave," England said sternly.
"So," France continued, "Is it true that you completely forgot everything? Even moi?"
"Francis, I don't think anyone could forget who you bloody are," England growled.
"That is because I am so unforgettable. Who can forget a beautiful face like mine?"
England groaned.
"Now, the reason I called: I need help. I am trying to get a party started, but it turns out something has arisen in my country and my hands are tied, so to speak."
Both America and Canada perked up at this. England asked, "What's the occasion?"
"Well, since many nations are getting new bosses, like Matthew, Switzerland, and Australia, we should have something to congratulate them, no? Maybe even help those bosses understand this whole nations thing?"
'That idea isn't half bad,' England thought. "Alright fine. But I can't help with it. I've already got enough work for me trying to catch up with what I missed over the past few weeks."
"Really?" France asked.
"I was in a bloody coma, you git!"
"And who's fault was that?" America asked.
"What did I just tell you?" England snapped at America.
France laughed. "Fine then. Help me find someone who can help. I promised Australia that I would make this work."
England thought about it for a moment, actually considering it for Australia's sake. "I don't know, someone who has nothing better to do… like Prussia…" England regretted the suggestion that right after he said it. A party put on by Prussia was not going to be good.
"Now there's an idea. Merci, Angleterre. Can you hand me back to mon petit now?"
"You know he's my child."
"Not biologically. He has my good looks." France flung his hair in a sexy way.
England rolled his eyes and handed the phone back to Canada, who was still looking really red.
"Qu'est-ce que je vous dis sur vous me aide comme influence pour vos arguments avec l'Angleterre?"
England blinked. Sure, he had heard Canada speak in French, though not as fast as how Canada just said it. It almost scared him if he was being completely honest with himself.
"No worries, me cheri," France said, still talking in the nation dialect, "It was no argument."
"Francis," Canada said in a pleading manner.
"Alright, je suis désolé, Matthew. So, now that Angleterre is alright, will you come visit me? I haven't seen you in so long."
"I wish I could, Papa, but I'm still needed here." England rolled his eyes. Everyone kept insisting that he still needed to be looked after, just in case. They were all making a panic about nothing… but, it was nice having so many people around the house. Not that he would ever say.
France sighed a little sad. "Alright, I will see you at the world meeting then. Maybe I should come visit you afterwards? I just want to spend some time with you."
Canada smiled. "Oui, papa. I would love that. Au revoir." Canada hung up the phone.
"I didn't realize you talked to him often," England said.
"When phones were invented, Francis used any excuse he could to call me. We got an agreement that we'd call once a week, unless something big turns up," Canada explained.
England nodded and turned back to his newspaper. It sounded… nice. To be able to just talk.
"If you want," Canada continued, "We can do something similar."
"You wouldn't mind?" England asked quickly.
Canada shook his head and smiled, "After all this, I think it is a good idea to keep in touch more."
Author's Note:Translation Note: What did I tell you about using me in your arguments with England? (roughly)
Canada's reaction was mostly out of him being fed up with being used in that light for so long. It may have been a small mention, but Canada is sick of it. And he only went off on France because he told France to quit it. Now that he and England will be talking more, England will also be told the same thing.
This marks the end of this story. Definitely another one on the way, never fear. The Tomato-Bastard's Gift, where we get to see Spain's side of the story. He was definitely doing something with ambrosia, and didn't take enough precautions for it. Also starring in it: Greece, Japan, Romano, Italy, and a little Germany. Be on the look out for it next week. Until then.