~Canada's PoV~
I breathed in, inhaling a soft scent as I blinked open my eyes. W… What? Where am I…? My brain gave a rare pause in the mile-per-minute wake up. … Maple, why does this keep on happening to me..? Trying to push myself up, I found myself unable to do so. Wha-? Why can't I- oh… A blush licked its way onto my cheeks as the memories of the previous night came to mind through the grogginess of sleep.
Al had his arms tightly wrapped around me, his eyes closed and revealed no signs to waking up anytime soon.
So I smiled, deciding to just relax and enjoy the moment. Nuzzling back into the crest of his neck, I breathed out a content sigh. I only have my memories of him from when we first met as kids, and since I've woken up in the hospital, yet I feel so calm and happy around him… I wonder why. I questioned myself, relaxing into his warm embrace. Maybe… Maybe I loved him before whatever that thing with Germany was… I forced myself not to let my thoughts linger on that, though. I would remember what - and why - in time. I just had to live with that fact, and be patient.
It must be hard on Alfie too, I can't forget that. I wonder how long ago that was… How long he's been waiting…
Tears sprung to my eyes at that question. Just how long had I been in a comatose for? How long has Al, no, has everyone been worrying about me? I remembered that man from when I woke up the second time, all the faces that had been in the room. There had been so many I couldn't even count. Were they all waiting..? Were they all suffering, worrying..? Somehow, I was surprised at the idea. Something deep down told me it was impossible; that there was no way they would've.
And yet…
"Maggley...?" A groggy voice droned in my ear, pulling me out of my thoughts and back to reality.
"Al, you're awake." I chuckled at his inability to speak. He merely groaned, before tightening his hug around me, clearly still ninety percent asleep.
"Dum't nargh ut be." He complained, planting his nose into my hair grudgingly.
"Then I suggest you wake up," I grinned against him, "Or I don't think I'll be able to not laugh."
"Hut ket's pold…"
"It's early morning and we don't have a blanket, of course it's cold." Somehow I could understand what he was saying. Somehow.
"Tin't gare."
"A-Al, we really should at least go inside-"
"MUUU!" He immediately pulled me tightly against him. I felt his quick heartbeat through his shirt, and I wondered if he could feel mine as my cheeks heated up what felt like a thousand degrees. I pulled my arms up from under his, pushing against his chest in a desperate attempt to break away. Maple, why is he so strong?!
"Al, listen, we're both going to catch a cold, and-" His blue eyes cleared at that, and his grip slackened enough for me to get away, if only a little.
"Fine, but don't think I'm letting you get away quite yet." Oh, thank the lord of maple he can word aga- I let out a small shriek at sudden movement, instinctively clinging onto his neck as he stood up, in the same motion also picking me up bridal style.
"A-Alfie! Warn me before you do that!"
"I said I wasn't letting you get away quite yet, dude," He smirked at me, winking. "But how could a hero allow the one they love to get sick?" My stubborn former blush returned as he held my gaze warmly.
I didn't say anything as he carried me into the house, through the halls, and kicked open the door to his bedroom.
"Wha-? Why are we going in here?!"
"Why do you think? To warm up." He replied as he layed me on the huge bed, rolling over me so he was on the other side without losing his grip. How does he pull off stuff like that without crushing me..?
"But-!"
"What's so bad about it? It's just a bed, Mat- Oh..." He trailed off as he saw my cheeks
"Yeah, 'oh'!" I snapped, quickly putting some space between us.
"Why the hell do you remember that but nothing else?!"
"It's identity memories I've forgotten, not that other sort of stuff!"
"Well, yeah, okay, but why would you bring it up?!"
"Why wouldn't I? Everything about this situation says that!"
"Have a little faith in me, dude! I'm not France!"
"What does France have to do with any of this?!"
"You- He- You- Um…" He looked away, now unwilling to meet my gaze and blushing just as madly as I probably was.
"What? He what?"
"Ohhh, you'll remember that sometime! Just take my word for it that I'm not like that dude!"
"And how am I supposed to do that when I know almost nothing about him..?"
"You really aren't making this save easy, Mattie. Just take my word on it." He sighed, before pulling me into a soft hug.
"W-Well…"
"Please?" He asked, leaning back and looking at me with puppy dog eyes.
"Yes, well…" I grumbled. I can't refuse those eyes… "Fine. But just this once."
"YAY!" He cheered like a little boy just told he could get a new toy, once again gripping me tighter. I sighed, relenting, and relaxed into his hold. At least it'll give me some time to think some things through...

After about an hour of laying there together, the first actually useful thought hit me, and it was one I couldn't shrug away.
"Hey, Al?"
"... Yeah?"
"Who's taken care of Canada since I've been… Away?"
"Crap! That's right! You wouldn't remember them, would you?"
"Remember who?"
"Come on! We need to meet them!"
"Eh?! Maple, who are you even talking about?" I started as he suddenly jumped up and grabbed my hand, pulling me off the bed and away down the hallway energetically. He flashed me that cheeky grin of his that I had grown so used to.
"Why, the Provinces and Territories of course, dude!"
"Eh… E-EH?!"

A/N: Oh Mattie, you're in for a real shock. xD
As a little hint: think of him as the literal personification of the rivalry between France and England; my OCs for the Provinces and Territories are very energetic, to say the least… n.n;
Welp, I guess you'll figure that out on your own in the next chapter. Which, I promise will be longer.
As always, hope you guys enjoy, and keep on being the totally awesome peeps you are!

Now, to translate America's sleep-talk. I'm actually laughing so hard right now, he can be such a dork (I couldn't help myself with this. I've been reading sleepy pairings stuff all day and I just HOSFHSHFBHFHBW) and I don't think many would have Mattie's power of understanding metaphorically-high America. xD :
Maggley: Mattie
Dum't nargh ut be: Don't laugh at me
Hut ket's pold: But it's cold
Tin't gare: Don't care
MUUU: NOOO