Canada's PoV
When France and I arrive, a pair of gingers, who are obviously related, are trying to stop England from drinking.
England's blonde hair is still sticking out in all kinds of directions. His skin is a pale tone and he has emerald green eyes. He's wearing smart clothes too. The same as France except England has a tie on as well. He has a habit of getting drunk too easily... That must be why the pair of gingers are trying so hard to stop him...
America's here too. His hair is a dirty blonde and he has a quiff at the front. He has crystal blue eyes too. America's only a bit taller than England I. He's wearing his glasses as usual. He's also wearing smart clothes too, except his tie is in his pocket, he's sitting on his jacket and his shirt is un-tucked and a lot of the buttons are undone at the top. As the three are arguing, America casually pushes his glasses back up his nose and takes a sip of his glass of beer.
The pair of gingers are similar in some ways. Both of them have ginger hair and the same green eyes as England's. But the similarities stop there. The male's hair is fairly neat, neater than England's, with an occasional flick of hair. He's wearing something completely different from the others, which looks like a military uniform. It's like a blue version of England's except it has two white bands which cross over. He's a lot taller than England and is just taller than America.
The female's hair is tied back into a high ponytail. The end of the ponytail is about half way down her back. Even so, it's obvious her hair is messy. Her ponytail isn't tied properly and the band holding the ponytail up looks like it's about to snap. She's wearing a short sleeve shirt and a black mini-skirt. She's a lot shorter than her brother and is shorter than England too.
"England, seriously, your drinking habits are out of control," says the ginger male. He sits down and leans against the bar, lighting a cigarette.
The girl just glares at them both. "You're both as bad as each other! He drinks and you smoke! Ian, if you're talking about habits, try stopping yours first!" The girl sighs and rubs her forehead.
"Iona, Ian! Nice to see you two are getting along with England!" France laughs as the girl, who seems to be called Iona, turns around.
I realize that she actually looks young compared to one called Ian. Ian looks at least in his late twenties while Iona only looks 17, 18.
The girl laughs at France's remark. "Hello, Francis. It's been while!" Iona walks over and kisses France on the cheek before turning to me. "Hi, I'm Iona!" She puts her hand out for me to shake. I take it and shake it slightly before she takes her hand back.
"I'm Canada..." I say, still wondering how she noticed me.
"Oh..." She glares at Ian, who is seemingly pretending I'm not here. "Ian. Stop pretending Canada is invisible because he's not."
Ian doesn't acknowledge his sister at all.
Iona sighs and looks back at France and I, "Ian can see you, Canada. He just wants to be like everyone else... Just ignore him... Well, I'll be back in a second. See you two when I get back." And with that, she leaves us and heads in the direction of the back of the bar.
I decide to go greet my brother so I walk over.
"Hello America..."
America looks turns around and looks at me. "Canada! I didn't know you were coming!" America grins widely before hugging me. America and I are just talking about each others day and how we've been. We don't even notice that half an hour goes by and Iona hasn't returned.
That's when a fight breaks out between Ian and England.