A Whole New World (a Hetalia Fan Fiction) (DISCONTINUED)

The Christmas Party (Part Two)

(Canada's Point of View)

   "Hey, dudes!" America shouted over the noisy crowd while I sat in a corner with Kumajiro. "Time for Secret Santa!" I heard half of the party reply with, "Yes!" or "Time to get this over with." I tried to stand with my polar bear in my lap, but failed. Suddenly, someone offered a hand. That someone was AJ, who was dressed beautifully. "H-H-Hi," I stuttered, accepting the offer. "I was starting to think that you didn't come!" she laughed. "Y-You look nice, AJ," I smiled. "T-T-Thank you, Mattie," she blushed. "D-Do you want to s-s-sit next to me?" "S-Sure," I replied, nonchalantly taking her hand into my own. 

(Avery's Point of View)

   I felt Canada's hand in my own and jumped. "A-Are you okay?" he asked, nervously. "Yeah," I smiled. I turned my head to see Hungary giving me a thumbs-up and grinning. I giggled and returned the thumbs-up. "Who are you talking to?" Canada asked. "No one," I replied, hoping to not raise any suspicion for him. 

   Once we arrived, America stood in the middle of a circle of gifts. "Thank you all for coming!" he smiled. "You are all awesome!" "Not as awesome as me!" Prussia shouted, earning a few eye rolls. "I'm going to pick a random person, and that person will be starting our game!" America explained. "You have three guesses after you open the gift. The person who gave it to you goes next. Any questions?" We all shook our heads. "Good!" he grinned. "The lucky person of the hour is Spain!" 

   Spain's face turned redder than a tomato as he stood up, and claimed his gift. He quickly opened it, revealing a shit-ton of tomatoes. He and a few others started laughing as he tried to guess who got him the tomatoes. I winked at Canada, remembering what he told me. "Romano?" Spain asked. Romano shook his head. Spain turned to me. "Was it you, chica?" he asked. "I see you smiling." "No!" I laughed, shaking my head. "Then was it Canada?" he grinned. Canada blushed and nodded. "Alright, bro," America smiled. "Your turn!" 

   Canada made his way to the gifts, and claimed his. He was slower in opening his gift than Spain. Once it was open, he found a hockey jersey, a few jars of maple syrup (why?), and a cute sweater for Kumajiro. He turned to me, and gave me a look. I giggled and shook my head. He laughed, and turned to Scotland. "Was it you, Scotland?" he asked sheepishly. "Oi, wee Mattie!" the Scotsman smiled. "Ye did good!" Canada gave him a weak smile, and returned to his seat. 

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Sorry it was short, I literally had no inspiration for this chapter :( . However, I shouldn't be too sad. Almost 400 reads! Yeah! ;) 

Keep calm and make pasta!