Canada's day (for Nena)
 

It was the end of a a very long and very loud world meeting. America Was going on with some silly plan that would make him look like a hero. England and France were at each others throats. Russia was scaring Lithuania and Poland stepped in. Switzerland was threatening everyone that if they didn't quiet down, he was going to shoot them. Greece was sleeping and one of the Italy brothers was going on about pasta. While the other was being bothered by Spain. If it wasn't for Germany telling everyone to shut up, things wouldn't have got done. So once thing got into shape. Everyone got a chance to say what they wanted to say. Expect for one, Canada.

Matthew Williams another known as Canada. Was once again ignored. Not to mention Russia sat on him for the million time now. He could of sworn that his legs were sprained. He let out a small little sigh and hanged his head low. "I didn't get my chance to speak again." he said to his little bear friend that was in his name. Known as Kumajiro. Who looks up at him and asked "Who are you?".

"I'm Canada."

Canada's Day
 

In one corner of the room, you could see a very ill-tempered Cuban. He wasn't wearing formal clothes like everyone else, he used a Hawaiian shirt, dark green shorts, and flip-flops. Apparently he was angry because every time he wanted to say something , America would interrupt with some of his"I'm the hero ideas" to solve the problems of other countries.
You could hear mumbling or better yet, curses dedicated to America.
If America ever dares to interrupt me,I will strangled him to death- raised Cuba.

Everyone was leaving the meeting room. To either head back home or to head to a hotel that they were staying for the night. Canada was staying at a hotel this time. Which he was actually happy for. Because he was to tired to go straight to the airport. But as he was getting up from his sheet. Setting his furry friend down to the ground. So he can gather his notes and brief case. He heard a low rumbling voice and looks around to see Cuba was making the noise. "Oh dear. I Think he's mad at my brother again. I would be to. But I don't want to be mistaken for him. So I better get out of here." he thought to himself.

Once he gather his things. He was looking for the bear and notice that he was gone. He started to panicked and looks all over the room. Then he spots him. Only he was over where Cuba was. "Kamuhiro come back here." he called out. Which was hardly above a whisper. It was a dangerous move. But he walked close to the angry Cuban and tries to grab his bear before he notices him.

Canada's Day
 

The Cuban saw the little bear on his feet and picked it up. He watch it for a while, not realizing that Canada was near. .Cuba raised an eyebrow and wondered aloud what was a polar bear doing in the middle of Europe. .Cuba put the bear on the floor, and noticed a pair of boots in front of him. He look up ,only to see a shivering Canadian .Cuba without hesitation, grabs him by the neck and tries to choke him. The screams of hate Cuba, silenced the cries of freedom in Canada.
At that time Spain; who can not read the atmosphere ;pace and greet the two countries by their names. Hearing this ,Cuba immediately loose the grip of the Canadian's neck. Breathing hardly he managed to say
-I'm Canada-before he passed out.

Seeing him look at him in the eyes he nervously chuckles. "H-Hi. Now before you react...I'm-" he was sadly cut off before he was grabbed his throat and was getting yelled out by the Cuban. He was trying to tell him that he wasn't his brother. But he was squeezing so tight, he couldn't breath. When he finally stopped choking poor Matthew. He felt so light headed. That he calls out his country's name and fell to the floor. Where his bear sits next to him and pokes him on the head. "I'm hungry. Feed me. And who are you?"

The Cuban bent down and noticed that Matthew's hair was much longer than America. Cuba worried, 'I've killed my friend?-Just thinking about it make him turned pale. He took his pulse and his heart was still beating.
That's a good sign- Cuban reassured.
Then he carried Canada to his hotel room. Cuba puts him in the bed and get a glass of cold water.

A few minutes later. The Canadian nation opened his eyes and lets out a little grunt. Trying to remember what happened. "That's right...Cuba mistook me as my brother again. I know he didn't mean to hurt me, but he sure has a strong grip." he thought to himself as he places a hand on his neck. For it feels a little sore from the choking. That's when he notice that he was not at the world meeting building anymore. "Maple? Where am I? Kappamaru, where are you?" he called out for his furry friend.

Cuba found a glass of cold water and went back to his to room. He opened the door to realized that Canada was awake, he smiled while sitting on the edge of the bed and asked with a sweet voice, for him not to scare the Canadian, how he was feeling. The Canadian accent timidly with the head in reply, that informed the Cuban that he was in pain but fine. The Cuban roughly placed a hand in Matthew's head,messing up his hair.

Hearing the door opening. He thought that it was his bear coming into the room. But when he saw that it was Cuba. He was lightly trembling. "Maple! I am not America! I'm Canada!" he said in a panicked quiet voice. Yet when he saw the smile on his face. He knew that he finally realized that he was not his brother. When asked if he was okay. He looks him in the eyes and nodded his head. "Y-Yes. A little sore, but I am fine." he tells him in a gentle voice. When the Cuban ruffled his hair. He let out a meep and blushes. "Um...have you seen Kumijaro?"

I may have forgotten him when I brought you here, if you want me,I can look for him-Cuba told him as a consolation. Then he got up and went to find the little furry friend of Canada. Cuba walked through the streets calling the bear's name, but it was then when he decided to go to the conference room, where the countries met this morning.