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Yay I'm posting again

So this goes from chapter 1,when America was coming over to Canadas place since something mustve happened and I can't just leave it that way
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America POV
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I continued my walk down the streets, having my contacts on, since I don't want to accidently do that again. Both of my arms were in my pocket, keeping my hands from the cold breeze air.
My mind wondered off to that 'Russia' guy. He seemed familiar, the aura with that man reminded me so much of him. But it can't be him,

Right?

I stood by the door, with the number 71 on it. I slowly raise my arm to knock the door.
*Knock knock*
I take a step back, since I know that Canada always goes outside and chat with me outside before heading inside. A creak could be heard. The red and white stripes hair, coming out of the door. Revealing Canada's head. As soon as he saw me, he instantly smiled and went outside. "America your finally here!" He said before giving me a hug. I hug back later on. As we both parted from the hug, Canada opened the door and letting me inside first. As I arrived inside the room, I took of my shoes, since this apartment can get annoyed from hearing someone with shoes on walking around. Which I find it weird.

"Oh, America before you take a seat, come inside my room, I want to show you something. " Canada said his smile still there
I then listened, followed him to his room. He twisted the door knob, revealing a table and a window. As I step into the room, I look around the room, until two figures caught my attention.
I looked at the figure thinking that I was seeing things, but I wasn't.

"This.., is what I wanted to show you,.. heh." Canada awkwardly said, rubbing the back of his neck. It was two kids that had..

The British flag on the corner.

"Where did you found them ?" I asked Canada In a questioning tone." To be honest, they asked who am I and they started saying that they were.. 'related to us'. "
' related ? ' I turned my head to look at Canada who was by my side. He turn his head looking at me too. I then looked back to the other two. I slowly make my way close to them. Not that close. I then made myself crouch, so I could take a better look at them.
" Whats your name ? "
I asked gently, not wanting to scare them off. One of them looked at me while the other, is sleeping. " I'm.. New Zealand. " They seem to be the older one.
" Nice to meet you Zea, what about your.. little brother here, that seems to be sleeping.? " New Zealand paused before answering my question.
" Australia. " I smiled before getting up to look at Canada.
" Do you guys need money or food? Is everything going well right now? " I asked Canada since, we have guests for now. Canada awkwardly looked at me and said " we kinda need more money.. since they need new clothing.. " I'm fine with him asking for money as long as he's doing well right now." Sure, I can just give you money tomorrow will that be okay? "I asked, he nodded." Ok then, Canada get some sleep, prepare a bed for them and don't forget to  feed them if their hungry " I reminded him before going out of the room. Canada saying 'OK!' can be heard from afar. I put on my shoes, twisting the door knob, leaving the room.

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Third person POV
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America walked back home, groceries in both of hands, since winter is coming, America wasn't ready with it. Last year, America ran out of food and he have to go out to get them. But the struggle is the snow covers his path of going to the city and he got lost when returning back home,that he would call Canada if he can stay over his place or one of his friends place. Which is why, he isn't ready for it, not wanting to get into that situation ever again. America walked deeply into the woods, following the path. As he walks down the path, a view from his small looking cottage house came into his point of view

(You can imagine what it looks like<3)

America forced himself to let his other hand to hold two groceries, just to get his keys, so he can unlock the door. When he unlocked the door, he took the groceries from his other hand back to his hand, he raises his knee pushing the door open, America walked into the house, using his foot to open his shoes, one onto another. After that he immediately goes to the kitchen from his left. Putting the heavy groceries there. Before he could forget, he went back to his door, grabbing the keys that are hanging onto the door knob. As he did that he then closes the door. Locking it. A sigh escaped from his lips, he turn his body making his way back to the kitchen, trying to put the stuff into cabinets.