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Canada leaned back from his desk with a sigh, the world conference was just around the corner and he was supposed to speak. He'd put together notes and diagrams and even a little PowerPoint but he doubted that anyone would pay attention. They almost never did, ah well. He leaned back over his work and sorted it all into his binder before gathering up the binders and clicking off the light He stood for a moment in the dark room, going over his speech once more before heading out of the room and towards the stairs. On his way down Canada became aware of a loud, quick thudding sound and it seemed like it was growing closer and closer. He paused on the stairs, tilting his head.
"CANADAAAA!" Blue eyes widened as America came hurtling around the corner.
"Ame-" he didn't even have time to squeak out his brother's name before the excited nation plowed into him. The binder flew up, and papers went fluttering all over the place. Canada and America landed in a heap on the stairs.
"OH! Canada! There you are! I didn't see you! I thought you were going to be in your room preparing for the conference." Canada groaned and smacked his brother over the shoulder.
"G-get off. You're crushing me."
"Oh right sorry!" America disentangled himself from his brother, brushed off his clothes, not seeming at all damaged by their rough encounter, and then offered a hand to help Canada up. Canada took the hand and pulled himself to his feet with a groan, rubbing his back.
"For your information I was in my room getting ready. I was done with my preparations." He eyed the fallen and crushed papers with a sigh. "What was so important that you had to come racing up the stairs?" Canada asked, a hint of annoyance in his voice. He straightened his clothes as America answered.
"Oh! Oh, Yeah! A bunch of us are going out drinking and ya know, stuff! I want you to come!"
"Ah, I can't America. I have to eat dinner and clea-"
"You can eat dinner with us! " America announced, grabbing Canada's wrist as the other nation bent to pick up the papers.
"What? B-but!" Canada spluttered. "No! Really America, I can't! I hav-"
"Oh! Don't worry! Come on, I'll make sure you have a good time!"
"B-But!" America turned and dragged Canada behind him down the stairs and out the door; not listening to a word that his brother was saying.
This was not one of my favorites to write. ^^; I want to write I just don't know what I should write. So I just started and this came out. So it's not one of my better idea's.