[First Day of Mirror Week]

It was like a flash. A second of an instant almost. One moment Canada was getting ready for the world meeting, the next he was looking at another version of himself. The other man, no, copy of himself, walked out of the mirror as if it was a door.

"AHHH!" The usually quiet Canadian yelled loudly. This thing! This man that just waltz out of the mirror was pointing at him. Was he just as surprised?

"You. You have to come with me. I don't care where your going or why... just follow me into the mirror."

Was Matthew really going to follow this man's orders? He'd just come into his house uninvited, through his mirror.

"N-no! I don't know you or who you are..." he looked him up and down skeptically. "You have to be a figment of my imagination. I must still be sleeping."

Matthew looked at his hands as if he were searching for the meaning of life. He sat on the floor, where he fell in the incident and, rubbed his eyes.

A thought crossed his mind.

"I have to call America. I have to tell him I'm sick." Matthew babbled as he ran a hand shakily through his hair.

"Do whatever you have to but, you must come with me. Now." The man looked at him with his tired and exhausted eyes.

"No! I'm not going with you. I'm getting back in my bed to try and make sense if this whole matter." Matthew sat terrified with tears streaming down his shaken face.

The man advanced forward and grabbed him. As he picked Matthew up bridal style Matthew kicked and screamed. His phone sat on the bed along with a growling Kumajirou.

"KUMA CALL AMERICA!!!!"

With that he was gone through the mirror.

Who knew that that one day would change his life so much. One choice, one decision was all it took.

"Matthew! Are you coming? Allen's been bugging me about it since I woke up." His other self screamed from his spot in the mirror. His body was halfway sticking out at the torso.

"Yea I am!" Matthew called back.

That meeting two years ago is what started this, this connection through mirrors. Now every nation visit themselves through the mirrors.

Now Matthew never felt alone.

[Sorry it's short. It's short just like my amount of free time.]