Ya! Yay! Yay! Yay! Yay! Finally! Thank The Lord! I have finished this freaking chapter for all of you who still want to read this shit. I have just been not want to write this chapter cause I took the wrong path and it took me awhile to actually find the right one. So here you go! Chapter, what chapter is this. Chapter 8! I think.

disclaimer: Hetalia isn't mine, despite common speculation

If there was one thing left in the world that Canada cared about, it was most definitely either Maple Syrup or Kumajiro. Now after 5 days in the woods, he had neither. Kumajiro was back in the car and he had drank all his maple syrup yesterday.

This was one of the only reasons Canada left his forest hideout and went back to the parking lot, that was now empty, to retrieve his car. On the window was a note written scrappily letters.

I got I ride home with Germany

-Kuma

Canada did a double take. Kumajiro went home with Germany? Why would he go all the way to Germany? It was in the opposite direction from home.

Now he had to take a plane all the way to Germany just to pick up his polar bear. At least he might be able to pick up pictures of Prussia because he lived with Germany.

Then again, did he really want them? Pictures of a happy Prussia might just be more depressing than not having any.

He didn't care. Now he was done with crying, being weak and mourning. This was the last straw. Why Kumajiro would go to Germany, he didn't know but he was not going to put up with it.

Canada sat down heavily in the drivers seat and floored the pedal. He was nation, the laws of his stupid brother, his younger brother even, did not apply to him today!

So Canada raced through the busy streets of New York, cursing everything under the sun in both French and English. This had probably been the worst week of his life, ever. All the forgotten birthdays and being left out for everything could not account for horrible he had felt this week.

First with the letter then America, Prussia dying in his arms, running away, running out of Maple Syrup and then his confrontation with America. All of it seemed like a horrible dream that he would never wake up from.

Canada eventually ran out of curses and was snapped out of his angry hase. He noticed that he wasn't driving to the New York Airport, but he was driving home. Oh Maple, might as well head home to get more syrup and change anyway. Germany and Italy will not want me coming over there all dirty and misshelved.

Canada sat alone in the car, wondering why Kumajiro would even think of Germany as a place to go to. He had only taken Kumajiro there once and that was to visit Prussia, not Germany. Even then, Kuma hadn't shown any interest in anything in Germany, he mostly stayed in the basement where Prussia slept.

Puzzling over the strange activities of his bear, Canada didn't notice the fact that he was almost home. When your are going way over the speed limit, travel does go by very fast. He was in a daze of unemotion, driving like a robot, not paying attention to anything.

When Canada got out of his car and went in the house, he noticed that something's were out of place. Some cupboards were cracked open, the papers that had been piled on the counter neatly, were now spread all across the island and some were even on the floor

"Hello?!" Thumping came from the stairs, someone was in his house

Canada always left his door open, so he had no idea who to expect. It could just be a Canadian citizen or it could be an another nation.

Canada watch as a man turned the corner. He couldn't make out any of the features of the man. He had dropped his glasses, when the person turned the corner. The man noticed him and smiled.

"America! Your here too? That is so amazing! Are you looking for Canada as well? That would make sense since your in his house." He chirped. It was Italy

"Um, I AM Canada. Hi Italy. Why were you looking for me?" Canada said, slightly annoyed. He hated when people mistake him for his brother. They were really different and the brothers didn't even look that similar.

He had lighter hair and didn't have the cowlick that was Utah. His eyes were more indigo than blue and he was skinnier. His hair was longer and he had a curl in the front. The only real similarity was there glasses and their height.

"Oh Sorry Canada! I am looking for you, Germany let me come and pick you up! Let's go so he doesn't get angry at me!" Before Canada could protest, Italy graves his arm and pulled him away, out the door and around his house.

On the other side if the house, Canada had completely missed a small fighter plane. Canada gawked at the thing.

"Italy why, how? You know how to drive a plane?" Italy smiled sheepishly.

"Germany taught me yesterday! Although he told me to just take a flight, I thought it would be faster just to fly here myself! I hope you don't mind, I think I hit a few trees near your house." Canada did mind, but didn't want to hurt the little Italian.

When they in the fighter plane, Canada sat down in the pilot Seat.

"Italy, it is ok I fly? I just don't want you to accidently hit anything." Italy nodded sadly but soon brightened up when Canada said he could be co-pilot.

Above his own country, Canada felt like it he had almost left the past few days below. However, it all came back to him when Italy started talking about how he and Germany were dating. He was happy for them, but Italy couldn't see that when he talked about germany and him, it reminded Canada of Prussia and him.

When they landed in germany, Canada found that germany was waiting unhappily at the landing strip. Italy hid in the plane's cabin when Canada went to explain to germany how he had his fighter plane.

"Hello Germany. I am sorry about all this, but I didn't want Italy to fly back to here so I took control. I have my pilot's license in my wallet, and I went to flight school-" Germany interrupted him.

'Hello Canada. This isnt your fault you know, and I am not worried about your ability to fly my plane. What i am worried about is Italy's ability to fly it. Did he hit anything that I will need to repair?" Canada shook his head and Germany's face softened.

"That's good. Where is he?" Canada pointed over to the plane, where Italy's curl was visible from behind the pilot seat. Germany walked over to the plane and opened the hatch. He pulled Italy out and before Germany could yell, Italy brought his to Germany's in a kiss.

Canada smiled as he remembered all the times Prussia had used the trick, it would always melt his heart. It worked with Germany as well,because he came back to Canada with Italy riding on his shoulders.

"Come Canada! We are going to Germany's home!" Italy called Canada to follow him. They got into a Volkswagen converable and Germany drove back to his house.

When they got into the house, Canada was bombarded with a heavy white ball of fluff that brought him down to the ground.

"Prussia?" Canada asked, slightly confused at what was happening. Maybe it was just a horrible joke that Prussia was playing, pretending to die, and then the whole time he had been hiding in the basement of Germany's house.

"Who are you!" A high pitch voice asked/yelled at him. Oh, it was only Kumajiro. Canada was pleased to see his polar bear but he couldn't hid that he was a little disappointed.

"I am Canada, you silly. How many times do I have to tell you that?" Canada stood back up, the bear still in his arms "And why did you go to Germany? Why didn't you go home?" The polar bear looked up at him, slightly confused at what he said.

"Because Gilbert wanted me here, he needed help." Canada was the one to be confused, Gilbert was Prussia human name he used with humans. When did Prussia talk to his bear?

"Oh he must mean GilBIRD, Prussia's bird." Germany cut in. He and Italy had been watching from a couch. Canada nodded on the outside but on the inside, he sagged. All these mentions of Prussia were really breaking his heart into tiny little pieces.

"Well what did Gilbird needed help with?" Kumajiro didn't answer but he put his paw up to where Canada's pocket was in his suit, and ripped it off. Then he leaped out of Canada's arms and ran down the hall.

Canada was to shocked to do anything, say anything. Kumajiro had never done anything like this before. He do anything at all really, but he had just torn the breast pocket off his suit. Germany and Italy stared from the couch, mouth open in shock. Canada's own mouth was ajar as he stared at the place where his polar bear had just disappeared.

"What? Just? Happened?" Italy and Germany said at the same time, staring at Canada.

"I...don't know. Kumajiro has never anything like that. Can you guys come and help me look for him, I don't know this house very well." Germany nodded. Italy looked like he wanted to say but then he held back.

"Well um, I would love to help Canada, but the basement is dark and scary and-"

"No, your going to help Italy!" Germany grabbed his boyfriend's hand and they all went down the stairs into the basement

there you go, new crap for you to read cause it sucked so bad! I also fucked up timing so here is the deal.

this happens before everyone get's their letter. Okay? okay. Yeah it took all fucking summer but there you fucking go!