A/N: I've decided to make each chapter from here on out about two or three specific characters. Also, know that I own nothing but the idea.
The strange red and white ball collapsed to the size of a pebble as Canada bent to pick it up off the ground. Tucking it in his pocket, he was about to return to his breakfast when the phone rang. Picking it up, he answered with a timid, "Hello?"
"Yo, Canada!" He had to hold the phone away from his ear as his older brother screamed into the receiver at the other end. "You have to come to my house, bro! I want to show you something!"
"Okay. I have something to show you, too." Canada tried to respond, but it was too late. He could already hear the dead silence that said the line was disconnected. "Why must he always hang up on me?" Disappointed, he set the phone down and finished his breakfast quickly.
Giving Snowflake an apple from a nearby fruit bowl on the table, he then went upstairs and packed an emergency bag with spare clothes and anything else he might need for staying away from home for a while. After throwing the bag in the trunk, locking the door, and buckling Snowflake in the back, Canada got into the driver seat of his car and pulled onto the street.
After three hours on a small, cramped plane and a slow cab ride, Canada had finally arrived at America's house. With Snowflake riding on his shoulder, he knocked on the door of the small apartment that his older brother lived in. A garbled sound came from inside that sounded remotely similar to "Come in," so Canada just opened the door and walked in anyways.
As always, America's house was a disaster area. There were old hamburger wrappers lining the floor, so thick you couldn't even see the carpet. An empty pizza box sat half-open on the stove, and overdue credit card bills piled on the table. Canada couldn't see exactly how much his brother owed because all the lights were off, but judging from how huge the piles were, he owed a lot. In the living room, Canada found his brother sitting on the couch, transfixed with the television. He was on the left side, closest to the door, and there was a huge stack of fresh, uneaten hamburgers on the couch in the middle. Apparently, America made a drive-thru run before I got here. Canada thought to himself. He couldn't tell if there was anything on the other side of the couch, the stack was just that big.
Canada put his stuff down and walked over to the TV, standing in front of it. America didn't seem to notice. Canada waved his arms, saying "Hello?" Still no reaction. Sighing, Canada walked over and tugged at the burger that America was in the process of eating.
"Hey!" America exclaimed, his attention snapping directly to his younger brother. "You better let go of that," He nearly growled the threat. Canada obediently let go.
"I'm here. What did you want to show me?" Canada asked, turning on a light and switching off the TV.
Still finishing the food in his hand, motioned to the other side of the couch. "Justice." Peering around the huge mountain of McDonald's, Canada could make out the form of an animal that looked exactly like Snowflake.
"Eevee!" Justice smiled happily, pushing away the empty wrapper of a cheeseburger.
Snowflake immediately hopped off Canada's shoulder and started talking to Justice in their odd language that consisted only of the name of their species.
"Hey, you didn't tell me you have one, too!" America whined, sounding like he just now saw Snowflake, like he hadn't seen her standing on the Canadian's shoulder. I thought I was the only one with one. He huffed mentally, crossing his arms.
"I just got Snowflake today." Canada shifted weight from foot to foot. "Can we get to the point of why I'm here?" An exclamation from the Eevees made Canada's eyes drift in that direction.
Apparently, Justice had offered Snowflake a hamburger. One bite was all it took for her to make her decision! The look on Snowflake's face screamed "Disgusting!" Meanwhile, Justice was dismayed as to how anybody could possibly hate it. He quickly recovered, and made what looked like an apology while wrapping the burger up and sticking it back on the stack. Snowflake didn't vomit - thank goodness - but looked very displeased with that experience.
"I wonder who else got one of these guys." America, meanwhile, had carried on a conversation by himself. He seemed completely oblivious to the happenings going on with the Eevees just now.
Canada sighed and face palmed, wondering when his life got so weird.
A/N: I have this feeling like his chapter is too short... What do you think?
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-SA ;P