sorry again guys XD i fell asleep again must still be tired... i had a dream about this guy telling me the nov 31 was a very important day and that this group of people were having a party on that day... i googled it and nov 31 isnt a real date...

England's house

"All you have to do is take this dagger, you will have to cut your hand like this he showed the arc of the dagger. Across the palm. Don't go to deep you just need to bleed not be in extreme pain. Then you will need to cry for him. I can't stress this enough you can't cry because of the pain or for any other reason you must cry for him. After that you and the forgotten will have to say this together. He spoke two sentence. I could do that I tried them out, not understand any of it. "Good now try to say it together."

"We should do a signal. Or maybe a beat. Yeah you could tap your foot to words." We tried that and England said "you're ready, stand in your circles." Canada and I were on opposite sides about a foot apart.

"Go ahead and start Sam."

I held the dagger over my hand. Closed my eyes and imagined it being a shovel going into the earth. The pain hit me and I gasped as the blood filled the circle it stopped at the edge I was starting to feel light headed so I clinched my hand stopping the blood flow. The pain made me sick but I focus on Canada's face. I thought about how unfair his life was, how he didn't deserve this. How much I loved him. How much I wanted this. My face felt wet and through my blood loss I could hear him tapping his foot in the blood 5 times to get it started. On the six tap we started. It was over and I felt someone fight to unclench my hand. I must have lost a lot of blood because next thing I knew I'm in my bed in America's house. I jumped as I heard someone's breath beside me. Looking over I saw Canada sleeping in a chair his hand holding mine. I squeezed lightly and he jumped awake in his chair. I grabbed my phone from the table opened it to find that 6 hours had passed. My hand was fine not a scratch England must have been right about magic healing the wounds it makes.

"Did it work?"

"Yes, Alfred remembers me from before, but Arthur only remembers a bit. I haven't meet anyone else, I wanted you to be there."

"I didn't think that Arthur would. You see his intention was to never remember America again. He's treating you well though right?"

"Yeah he hugged me. Told me he was sorry."

"I'm here." He squeezed my hand but other than that he just stared out the window. I started to move, but he held me down with a stern look (at least for him)

"I got to take a piss Matt, let go! It has been 7 hours since I've gone to the bathroom." He blushes

"Plus this isn't the first time I've donated blood you silly goose." I said as I walked out of the room and down the hall.

After eating I told everyone that it we should go see France. America and England ran like bitches *cough* I mean made up excuses to not go.

Still in my blue dress with Canada's red sweater on we walked out into the snow… there was that puddle again, I giggled.

"So France is like a dad to you right?"

"Yeah?"

"I was just wondering if that made Italy your uncle?" I said laughing he blushed and whispered

"Maybe"

France was just beautiful, just beautiful. The canals the buildings it was almost four in France so most people were out. Canada led me to a large house it had white walls and the large bay-windows the French were so fond of. Plants hung from the railing. In all the house was very nice. Canada knocked and we heard a loud "just a second!"

"Ohohononon what can I do for you two today?"

"Can we come in France? I have some things to explain to you."

"Sure, would you like some tea?"

"Yes, please." I was watching Canada who seemed to be about to cry.

After France came back with rose tea I decided to start.

"France do you remember Canada here?" I said waving my arm in his direction.

"Why wouldn't I? He is my son." Both Matt and I lost all the tension in our body's and Canada made a little sigh of relieve.

"Let me explain…back when America took his independence… you see England was hurting…so he cast a spell on who he thought was America. He probably did it from behind. It was a spell to make others forget the person who had it cast on them."

"So England did this to my little Mathew?"

"We thank so. He can't conform because the spell still affects him. It was his wish to never remember America again. Try not to be too harsh on him he was a hurting man."

"I had noticed it is easier to pay attention but I had thought it was because I was sober. How are you Mathew?"

"A little scared." I smile and grab his hand.

"Ohohononon" France whispered watching us

"Shut it pedobear." I whisper back

"What's a pedobear?" said Canada

"It's a guy who pervs on small children." He gave me a wtf face and I laughed

"Don't pretend! I saw how you watched south Italy! The poor boy was scared half to death! You and turkey scared the shiz out of him." Canada was giggling beside me and France's wtf face went away.

"So how did you break this spell?"

Canada turned to me when I didn't answer. I shook my head no and waved at him and France. Trying to tell him I wouldn't answer. He seemed to understand and said shaking

"The hardest part was to find someone who remembered me all the time. You and Al remember me only some of the time. We all went to England's house he had us stand in a circle she had to cut herself. She bled so much… it was all over the floor… she had to cry for me and then we said a small verse. That was it."

"May I see it?" France asked me

"It's not there" I said as I showed him "England is right magic does heal the wounds it makes."

I finished my tea in silence while Canada and France talked. I set my cup down and said "Thanks so much the tea was wonderful."

"You're welcome! I was wondering…what are you going to do at the next meeting?"

"Mostly I'm going to find out who has agreed and offer information about stuff as a bribery. Then we might talk about treaties and things like that." I had all of the information for I had done alot history searching before I wrote the story so I wouldn't get writers block.

After about 20 minutes of mostly Canada and France talking I said

"I'm hungry, Matt." He turned to me. His face turned red and he asked

"Would you like to go out to eat with me?" I smile happily and nod my approval

"You're very straight forward Sam." said France

"I'm from the future France people just stop caring about silly things like shyness and it's really cute when Canada blushes." Canada blushes harder and hands me his sweater. I don't put it on.

I wasn't sure where he took me for I couldn't read anything. It was a nice little bread bowl restaurant. We both had onion soup in a sour bread bowl.

"Your prime minister is William king right? What's he like?"

"His really stern but he really likes to help people. I like him"

"Have you talked to him?"

"Yes he is for it."

"Yay! So… is there anyone else you really want to meet before the meeting? And how to we make a meeting?"

"Not really… and you have to call Germany and America they will tell everyone else when the meeting is."

"I don't have their numbers share them?" He tells me and I call America first.

"Hello! Who is this?"

"It's me Sam."

"Hey Sam! how did you get my number?"

"Canada gave it to me listen I need you to set up a meeting lets say 1p.m.? at the same place at the last one?"

"Ok, I'll tell everyone on my side!"

I then call Germany

"Hullo?"

"Hey Germany, It's me Sam."

"Hullo Sam, vhat is it you vant?"

"I need to set up a meeting say 1 p.m.? At the same place as the last one?"

"Ja, I'll tell everyone."

"Cool see you then." I hang up

Me and Canada start to walk home when I heard my ringtone.

"I think I love you more than the Japanese love tentacle porn,

And we should dance dance dance to these stereotypes.

Let's come together and live in this world like a unibrow on an Indian girl."

I answer blushing at Canada's wtf face.

"Y-yes?"

"I got it all set up Sam when are you and Canada coming home?"

"We are walking home now…"

"Is something wrong?"

"No… my ringtone is embarrassing. And Canada's giving me a wtf face."

"Wtf?"

"What the fuck"

"Oh."

"See you then America." I hung up

"What was that?"

"It's an American song making fun of stereotypes. Here I'll play it for you." I get on YouTube and start it up.

Canada started to laugh almost from the beginning and I was so glad that no one was out this late. It was almost 12 at night in America.

We made it to America's house and I let us both in.

"America we're home!" I heard running

"Finally! you guys were gone forever! you better take care of my citizen dude!" said America.

He hugged me and asked "did you have a good time?"

"Yeah Canada asked me out and we went to a nice bread bowl restaurant. I'm going to bed." Leaning in I toward him "be nice to Canada if I hear one word about you being mean to him you won't be able to have children you got me daddy?" I whisper in a deadly voice.

"Got it!" he yelps backing away from me.

I hug Canada and say "well we all have a meeting tomorrow. Get some rest! bye." I went upstairs changed back into my nightclothes from last night and watered Canada. I slept peacefully this time.