Ace: Here's chapter 4! All right!
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia.
Chapter 4: Hockey
"No fair Canada!" I yelled. "You're a demon at hockey!"
Canada laughed as he shot a goal behind me. "I can't help that I practice it a lot!"
I nodded. "That's true..."
We had spent the past four days playing hockey together. Or rather, just today. I spent the first day falling on the ice, the second more or less skating with encouragement from Canada, and yesterday was spent with me slipping and falling after swinging the hockey stick like a baseball bat. (I'm blaming America for that. He loves baseball.)
"I swear you swing your stick like a baseball bat," Canada mentioned he skated off the ice.
"I guess I played a lot of baseball with America," I admitted as I followed Canada off the ice.
Canada's bear was waiting for us. "Who are you?" The bear asked.
"I'm Canada," he replied.
"That bear doesn't remember your name," I pointed out.
"Yeah..." Canada admitted. "He's been doing that to me ever since I got him."
"Then why doesn't he know your name?"
"I have no idea..." Canada sighed.
Britain walked by. I waved to him. "Hi Britain!"
Britain waved back. "Hello Amy."
"According to Canada, I'm the Philippines!"
Britain blinked. "Really?"
"Yep. He showed me my journal. It was in a library, apparently."
Britain nodded. "I see. It's weird how he knew and America, your close friend, didn't... Speaking of which, where is Canada?"
Britain began to look for Canada, and I sighed. Why didn't people notice when Canada was around? That must be horrible for him...
Canada (who was right next to me) said, "I'm right here."
Britain blinked. "Oh... Sorry Canada."
"It's alright," Canada sighed.
Britain looked at Canada. "Thanks for helping the Philippines regain her memories."
"Your welcome," Canada replied.
"Should I let America know?" I asked Britain.
"Of course. He's one of your closest friends, which is scary to me." With that, Britain left and proceeded to run into France, causing yet another fight.
"Let's go," Canada suggested.
Standing up, we walked off to look for America.
"Gah! Why does everyone call me 'America's friend' or tell me that 'America's your close friend'?"
"Because that's the only way the can remember you," Canada explained.
"That's a horrible way to remember me," I pointed out.
"That's life," Canada sighed.
"Yo! Dudes!" America ran to us.
"Hi America," I told him.
"My alien friend Tony totally found out something weird!"
"How weird?" Canada and I asked simultaneously.
"A bunch of countries have been disappearing randomly, and we don't know why!"
Ace: For once, America is on to something. Let's see how long that lasts...
Ace