Yandere! [Ukraine×Canada]

Yandere [Part 28]

😭 This is a short one- just remember kids, kidnapping is bad, don't be like Canada.

Canada sat in the living room, staring at the wall. His expression was blank and his thoughts were racing. Usually, he wouldn't even try to restrain himself from harming someone, but- it's America we are talking about. He wasn't scared of hurting the American, but Canada needed to think this through. If he were to get rid of America, how would it affect his plans? He needed someone to take blame for Ukraine's kidnapping, and America just so happened to get in the way.

He tapped his foot on the ground as frustration started to flood his body and soul. He needed to get out of here. No- Him and Ukraine had to get out of here. It wouldn't be long until police tracked Canada's footsteps. Of course, Canada already had himself covered and he had an alibi to get the suspicion off of himself. The Canadian had thought all of this through to the smallest of details.

He stood up and paced around. It helped him think. He couldn't leave America and Ukraine in the same room. They would surely try to plot an escape plan. Knowing America, threatening someone's life in order to keep the American quiet should, theoretically, do the trick. But not now. Canada had too much going through his mind and he needed to- wait.

He looked up at the doorway that led to the kitchen. If the suspicion fell on America, Canada had to make sure that he humself couldn't be placed here right after the kidnapping. It would not only make Canada a suspect, but would also force him to go on the run, as he would not have any other option.

He walked over to a certain vase that sat in the living room and lifted it up. The key. It was missing. The Canadian frowned, looking around for a moment. He sat the vase back down on the ground and walked into the kitchen. Without any hesitation, the Canadian crouched down and opened the medicine cabinet's door. He paused, unsure of how to feel. The door shouldn't have opened like that. It should've been locked. That meant someone had the key. America could not have been the person to unlock the cabinet, because the only time he had let America out of his sight was when he had gone into Ukraine's room... That meant- Ukraine had the key.

Canada took in a deep breath. He decided to not act just yet. He didn't have time to fight over something so- small. If Ukraine wanted to drug him, he would've done so by now. Ukraine didn't have the guts to do such a thing, apparently.

The Canadian reached into the cabinet and pulled out a box of disposable rubber gloves. He took a pair of those rubber gloves and put them on, before putting the box where it had been previously. He stood up, thinking for a moment. Knowing America, he had some shower hats. The bastard hated ruining his 'oh-so-perfect' hair. He closed the cabinet door, using the sleeve of his shirt to wipe the door handle after he did so. He stood up, going over to the bathroom.

He pulled the door open and walked up to the mirror. He opened it and peered into the cabinet. Canada couldn't help but to smile as he found the shower hat. Why did he need it? If he were to clean everything of his fingerprints and hair, what would be the point of doing all of that, if he left a trace anyways? He couldn't afford take any risks.

Canada put on the shower hat and sighed got to work.