Flower Crown Boy {CanaKraine} [HIGHSCHOOL AU]

Lunch

This is just a filler, skip if you want

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Canada's POV

We were all talking until I feel aomething against me. I look to see, and it was Ukraine, sleeping. I bluah at it.

"U-Ukraine! Wake up!" I stuttered. Some of the countries giggle.

"What..?" Ukraine mumbles. "You Fell asleep! ... On my shoulder!"

"What-?" Ukraine says, waking up.
He jumps back.
"I'm so sorry-"

"It's okay, I'm kinda used to it," I reply.

"Okay, thank you."

"Hm, it looks like Malaysia fell asleep on Indo and Phil's laps," Italy chuckles.

Indonesia strokes Malaysia's hair, which I'm guessing those 3 are siblings.

"Does anyone have maple syrup?"
I ask.

"I do, Why?" The Philippines respond.

"I want some."

"Okay, here," He says, throwing him the small syrup box.

I open it and drink it.

"The hell-?" I hear a few countries say.

"Canada, we were looking for you," a voice says. We all turn back and see Aussie and Kiwi. "Why?" I ask, finishing the syrup. "We wanted to ask you something," Australia says, as New Zealand nods in agreement.

"What is it?" I ask.

"Is dad picking us up, or are we taking the bus home?"

"I think dad is gonna pick us up with mom,"I reply. "Okay, thank you Nada, bye," Aussie says.

"Bye."

"Brothers?" Ukraine asks.

"Mhm," I respond.

~After school during dismissal~

"If you are a pickup, please attend to the front entrance," The loud speaker says. I get up, and leave the room.
I eventuallly find Aussie ans Kiwi.

"Hi guys," I say. "Follow me, I don't want you guys getting lost," I add, grabbing both of their hands.

We head to our car, and get in.

"Hi kids," France says. "How was you day?" She asks, looking at us. "It was good," I reply.

"It was okay," Australia says.
New Zealand whispers something to Australia.

"Zea says it was good," Aussie says, speaking for Kiwi.

New Zealand NEVER talks, unless he's feeling a strong emotion or if he's whispering to Aussie.

UK, our dad, starts driving. We're heading to the highschool to pick up America.

We had some difficulties, but we made it.
"Bloody hell, We're 13 minutes late," Dad curses.

"Language, Britain," Mom corrects.

America gets in the car. "Hi, how was your day?" Mom asks again. "Good," He says, clearly upset about something. I can tell when somethings wrong, we've been brothers long enough for me to be able to tell.

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Word count: 410 words

This was short but this is just a filler. Took me only an hour or so

byee!