I knocked on England's door.
"England's not going to hear that he barely comes to the door when I knock."
"Just give him a min-"
"Good day, Sam, I see you have America on a tight leash." He said smirking. America made a loud sound of protest.
"Listen I need to ask some questions? Can we come in?"
He moves out of the way and asked "would you like some tea?"
"Yes please!" if you can't tell I love tea...
America and I sit down on England's green grama couch waiting for the tea to be ready.
"Why are we here again?"
"To ask England about Canada."
"Who's Canada?"
"Exactly."
"Here is the tea" said England as he set the tray down.
I make myself a glass smiling I said "Thank you this is wonderful."
He smiles back at me and then asks "So what can I do for you?"
"I have some questions to ask and then I'd like to take you out to eat?"
His grimace did not go unnoticed.
"Go on"
"Is there a spell to make someone forgotten?"
He blinked stupidly at me then asked
"Why do you ask?"
"Oh I don't know maybe because Canada can't be remembered and you're the only one with magic in your group. Now is there a spell that makes someone forgotten?"
"Yes."
"Is there a way to fix it?"
"Yes but it has to be done by someone who remembers the forgotten. Who's the guy again?"
"Canada"
"What do I have to do?"
"He needs to be there, you need to bleed and cry for him. And then you both chant a small verse together."
"That sounds easy?"
"It is easy, you see, the hard part is finding someone who can remember the person."
"Alright. Now are you ready to go out to eat?"
"I guess."
"Where do you want to eat Iggy?" asked America who was fed up with being ignored
"Wait? You're going to let me choose?" he asked happily "you really do have him on a leash!"
"Quit being mean England, America has been very nice this whole time."
"Your right, your right."
We ended up at a restaurant called Rules in London. It had burnt yellow walls with dark wood arches. It had paintings all around the room and in the corners there were glass cases with items in them with faces etched into the glass. From England's translations all of the dishes were meat so just asked for what England got. America complained about how long it was taking, until I whispered in his ear that this was a chance to hang out with England.
After small chat, laughing, and exploring the pictures and cases, our dinner came England and I got a duck dish with garlic and tomatoes America got a cheese pasta dish. I kept most of the conversation going. We were talking about how there were almost no differences in our worlds when England asked me bluntly
"Do you want to go back?"
"No… I'll miss my brother but other than him there was nothing to keep me there."
"Really? No parents? No boy?"
"I do have parents but I'm independent, and they have mike. My brother his six. And no boyfriend I always thought all the boys in my life were assholes really."
England look unhappy at the word independent and America was laughing loudly at me calling guys assholes.
"So I can bring Canada over later?"
"Who's Canada?"
"The guy who was forgotten."
"Oh yeah, bring him over tomorrow, at 12 I'll have everything ready. Oh and eat healthy Sam remember you have to bleed for him."
"What will it be like for him after? Will everyone magically remember him again?"
"No it will be like a whole new person has been introduced. Those who could remember him will recognize him though"
"America can remember him most of the time France too if I remember right…
When dinner was over I was happy to see that England ate even more than me!
"So how come you suck at cooking so badly?" I asked bluntly
"I don't know I just throw everything together put the heat on and leave it… why? Wait how did you know my cooking sucked?"
"Do you even use the stove?" I ignored his stupid question
"Yes I use the stove what else would I cook on?!"
"Some fanfictions write you using a big witch's cauldron."
"Ahahahahahahahahahah" laughed America. England blushing beet red said "Now see here! Just because I use black magic doesn't mean I have a witch's cauldron to cook in."
"That's not the worst of it. Some of your fans are really worried for you. Some say you cook your food like that on purpose because you have an eating disorder. Something about if it doesn't taste good you'll eat less."
"You don't have an eating disorder right Iggy?" asked America with a scared face
"No! I promise I eat three meal a day Al!"
"I believe you. I was just double checking. I haven't seen anything that points to an eating disorder America. Of course they say the same thing about you America… one can be told they are fat so many times before they snap. England are you coming with us to Canada's house?"
"Sure…"
After we finished eating we walk down the road when came to a small puddle. Judging from other fanfictions this was the ocean. I just jumped over the ocean lolz
It started to get colder as we walked. Canada's house was made of brick and maple wood surrounded by maple trees and snow, it looked very homely. Rather cold in my summer dress and black leggings, I race to the front door and knock.
"Hullo?" asked Matt as he opened the door "Sam! Maple! You look so cold come in! come in!"
"t-thanks" I said shivering. Matt's house was cheery. There was a big brick fireplace that made the whole room feel like a great big hug. I sat on one of his brown leather couches. Matt left into his kitchen. He came back with coffees for America and himself, and tea for England and me.
"Matt? We have something we need to tell you… it not bad!" I said the last part quickly because he started to panic.
"Matt? I asked England if there was a spell to stop people from remembering someone. I thank England did it on accident. You look so much like America. Can't you imagine? England angry and hurt decided if he couldn't have America not one could! So he found the spell decided to do it from behind and then wham! Cast it on the wrong brother…forgetting he had ever done it because of the spell."
"There is a counter. We can get everything ready for tomorrow…" said England looking like he could cry.
"They will never remember you from before, it will be like me introducing a whole new person…"
Matt's face was totally blank. His body perfectly still. I move over to the other couch on Canada's right because America was on his left. I rap my arms around his neck and hug him. It takes almost a whole minute before he can hug me back. I had watched England during this wait counting the seconds before he forgot us… 15 seconds on the dot. I move on to America who was still watching us his hand on Canada's back. America seemed to be able to fight off the curse for much longer. "I wonder if it's because his your brother that you remember him better."
"Maybe, dude."
"I'm sure you will remember him after we lift this curse the off Matt. You can remember him now. Even though the curse affects you, you still remember him most of the time." This seemed to have helped America as he smiled
Canada started to shake. "Matt? Are you ok?" a very hurried yes. I felt him rub his face in my shoulder. "It's ok to cry matt. You've been hurting for so long…I can't imagine what it would be like for everyone but your brother and bullies to forget you."
"What do we need to do? How is this going to happen?"
"England said I'm the hardest ingredient to find. The rest is-"
"Ingredient! Sam. you're not dying for this! I'll stay this way forever just stay!" I had never heard matt yell before. And his words were like little happy pills to my system.
I give him a fan girl hug and squeal "I love you too Canada!"