(Disclaimer: I do not speak French, and Google translate ain't the best at it either)
Canada eventually did start hanging out with the group, and they just let him be and didn't be too pushy with him. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. America answered it, and saw Quebec.
"Eyyy how's it been man? What's up?" America exclaimed, loosened up by the liquor he may or may not have just ingested.
"I'm doing alright, is Canada home? I have something to return to him," Quebec said.
"Aight," America said. "YO NADA, QUEBECS HERE," America shouted into the living room.
"TELL HIM IM NOT HOME!" Canada exclaimed.
"OK BRO," America shouted, turning back to Quebec. "Sorry, Nadas not home," America said. Quebec stared at him blankly, before brushing past him and walking into the house. He walked up to Canada, who was hiding in a blanket.
"Well, I've seen you in better conditions," Quebec said.
"Idonwannatalkrightnowsorry," Canada mumbled.
"Is this about the hockey thing? Don't worry, it's not the most embarrassing thing you've done-,"
"It's not about the hockey thing but now that you mentioned it I'm even more upset," Canada said.
"Then what's the matter?" Quebec asked.
"My frog... my best friend.... he's in the hospital...," Canada said.
"Ah... that's quite ironic, I just ate frog legs at a restaurant...," Quebec said.
"Look I'm glad you're here and you're my friend and my province and all that but can you leave please I don't like you right this second and I would hate for this distaste to continue," Canada said.
"Very well, here's your scarf. Manitoba found it in his car," Quebec said, placing the scarf on top of Canada's blanketed head. He was just about to leave, when France suddenly spotted him.
"Quebec! C'est agréable de te revoir!" France exclaimed. The two began cheerily talking. Canada didn't quite mind them being there, it's just that his head hurt, the room was too bright, everyone was distastefully cheerful and Canada kinda wanted to punch a wall, but other than that he really didn't mind anything at all. Other than Canada, everyone was having a decent time. This decency, as per usual, was short lived, for they all got a message from UN declaring an emergency meeting to be held in thirty minutes.
"Uh oh... well honestly we should've expected this seeing that a handful of people are possessed right now," America said.
"Hey is it a bad thing that I accidentally broke down the entire fence separating your neighbors backyard from yours?" Florida asked, walking into the room nonchalantly. Everyone stared at him.
"....anyway, we should probably get going soon... you states- and province- can just hang out around here and have some fun... not too much fun, Florida. We should be back soon," America said. Everyone nodded, and about thirty minutes later the countries were at the UN building because they're just fast like that. Also because thirty minutes is plenty of time to get from one place to another, especially if it's in your town.
Everyone was sitting down, and were understandably antsy about their situation. Ghosts aren't particularly good things, especially if most of the ghosts were back with the intention to kill. UN walked in the room, and everyone was decently silent.
"Alright, I'm going to cut to the chase here, multiple people have been possessed, including Britain, Germany, Japan, Hungary, Spain, Turkey, Mongolia, the Philippines and The Netherlands. As of now, those are the only ones we know of, and we have them locked away with strict surveillance-,"
"You better be treating them nice, my dad is inconceivably old and has a bad back- does this jail have a proper bed for him?" America interrupted. UN groaned.
"Yes, we're providing them with proper and civil living conditions. Now, as for the rest of you, we aren't sure if there are any other ghosts planning to possess anyone... or if any of you are possessed as we speak...," UN said. Everyone looked at America, who pretended to be nonchalant. "Anyway, it'd be safer for all of you to stay inside, and if you notice someone acting strange, call me and bring them here. You all may return home-," UN said, when Suddenly, EU rushed into the room, looking stressed. He whispered something to UN, who sighed.
"...I have just been informed that someone set Europe on fire...," UN said.
"Ah dammit, wasn't metaphorically enough for them?" America said, to which everyone glared at him once more. UN let out a long sigh.
"Ok, we'll be randomly assigning Europeans to houses that aren't currently on fire, just hang out in here for a bit while we figure this sh*t out," UN said, him and EU walking out the room.
"You can just stay with us mom, Nada got high and purchased a stupid amount of inflatable beds, so we can basically cater to any amount of guests," America said. France smiled.
"Thank you, I will," France said.
"Hey... don't you guys think that randomly assigning Europeans to houses is a bad idea? I mean, we all know we haven't quite achieved world peace yet...," Mexico said.
"Pfffft, what's the worst that could happen?" America asked.
"I was assigned to live with you," Russia said.
"NO GOD. NO. NO. NOOOOOOO," America shouted.
And so, they returned from the meeting with a happy French lady and a not so happy Russian. They walked inside to see the states (and province) socializing with Arctic, having broken down the barriers between them (literally).
"Hey guys...," America said, sounding dead, however this metaphor is pointless when you realize dead people are very typically silent.
"Oh hey Ame why's there a Russian?" Texas said.
"Circumstances," America said.
"... he's going to be living with us, as well as France.... and the airport is closed and I just realized the local hotel was shut down due to a massive water leakage.... so it looks like we're all going to be sharing this house until further notice....," Greenland said.
"HELL YEAH I LOVE CONVULUTED CIRCUMSTANCES LEADING TO A WHOLESOME BONDING EXPERIENCE!" Florida exclaimed. Russia and America glanced at each other hatefully.
"We'll see about that...," America muttered.
"... if it's ok with you guys, you're free to stay at my house as well. I have plenty of guest rooms to spare," Arctic said.
"Ah! It sure is convenient I knocked down the fence! It's like one big house!" Florida exclaimed. Canada let out a long sigh.
"Ok whatever you guys do you I'm gonna go grieve some more so if you need me I'd kindly suggest sucking it up and not bothering me," Canada said, before retreating to his bedroom. Everyone was silent for a few moments.
"This is awesome, it's like a sit-com!" Florida exclaimed, breaking the silence.
"Ohhhh I love sitar compassionating!" Nekomi exclaimed.
"That is not at all what 'sit-com' stands for," California said.
"Why not a rom-com then?" Nekomi suggested.
"Ah, yes, romantic communists," America said.
"I believe I've been summoned and/or made fun of just then, what'd I miss?" Soviet asked through the mirror.
"Dad?!" Russia exclaimed.
"Oh hi, you're here," Soviet said in the most endearing way he possibly could. Not so endearing coming from him, but A+ for effort.
"..... ok imma make tacos now-," Mexico started.
"Actually I made burritos," New Mexico said.
"You little shi-,"
