RusCan: Winter Nightmares (Sequel to Snowy Relationships)

Chapter 10: souvenirs vierges

Chapter 10: souvenirs vierges

Canada woke up to a blurry and spinning room, extremely dizzy to add on as well. He slowly sat up in his bed, grabbing onto his head to stop feeling like he was spinning or falling. He tried closing his eyes and then reaching for his glasses on the nightstand. He carefully put his glasses on and tried opening his eyes, still feeling dizzy. Kumajirou peeked his head up from under the covers and looked at him as he tried to get up and out of bed, stumbling a bit into the wall. Kumajirou jumped off the bed and followed him as he attempted to go into the hallway.

He slowly stumbled down the stairs, smelling something burning, and then stumbled into the kitchen. He fixed his glasses a bit and looked toward the Russian at the stove. "Well it's about time you woke up Matvey. It's late for you." Russia didn't turn around and continued cooking.

Canada only tilted his head a bit. "Was I... Drinking last night?" It was the only explanation he could think of, he felt hung over, and he couldn't remember a single thing. "Da you did." Russia lied but acted very convincing. "An entire bottle of Vodka Matvey." he looked toward him a bit. "You started striping." Canada blushes a bit and nervously giggled.

"I-I did?"

"Da. You did." Russia could see Kumajirou eyeballing him, even growling a bit. "Hmm... I wonder what polar bear jerky would taste like kol~" Kumajirou felt a shiver down his spine as he gulped and hid under the table.

"R-Russia!"

"Sorry. Your bear was eyeing me like I was food." Russia smiled a bit. "Do you want any breakfast?"

"Um... Depends did you cook it like England?..." Canada slowly sat down at the table, feeling like he was gonna miss the seat too. He then picked Kumajirou up onto his lap as Russia put food on a plate. He brought it over and placed it on the table for the boy.

"I'm not a bad cook." Russia sat next to him. "My cooking is just Russian and yours is more... you."

"Um... Russia, no offense, but why are you cooking breakfast?... especially... this." Canada poked his fork at the sunny-side-up eyes. "Like, it looks normal."

"What? I attempted to make those waffle circles and that pork stuff and those scrambled eggs."

"Their just called waffles, its called pork-roll, and their sunny-side-up eggs not scrambled."

"... That's what I said."

Canada giggled a bit. "No it's not."

"... What's the difference?" Russia smirked and even chuckled a bit. "Just eat your sunny waffles." Canada giggled a bit and began eating, feeding some to Kumajirou as well. Russia began eating too, but continued looking at the boy, it amazed him how the boy could just forget what had happened, he seemed to remember nothing at all, not even the chocking. Russia looked away back to his food and continued eating.

That was an effect winter seemed to have on him. Blank memories would fill his mind, there were always certain spots he didn't remember; it was taken away from his memory. He assumed that it was the same way with Canada, he looked back at him. "Hey Matvey..." Russia asked, Canada took a sip of his coffee and looked toward him. "Do you ever have these moments when you just... don't remember anything? Like its missing where something should be?"

Canada looked at him. "Yeah but, I mean, doesn't everyone? Especially when people drink eh?"

"Not like drinking forgetting. Just you remember something then its blank and then you can remember it again?" Russia asked. Canada thought about it, trying to remember if that was true with that.

"I mean.... I guess so." Canada said, Kumajirou only looked at him then to Russia. "Like more when I was a kid." Russia nodded a bit. "What's with that all of a sudden?"