The two of them were interrupted by yelling in another part of the room.
"Canada! I did not say that you could date Cuba! What is wrong with you?!"
"You aren't my mother, America! I love Cuba and can date him if I want to!"
"No you can't! He's our enemy!"
"He's your enemy! I'm tired of being dragged into your spats, America!"
"They're not spats!"
Russia and Estonia looked at each other.
"Who's that who America's fighting with?" Estonia whispered.
"I think it is America's little brother. Wasn't his name Canada?"
The fighting had died down a bit as France was standing between them.
"America, Canada is old enough to make his own decisions. Canada, I wish to speak with you outside." France said calmly.
"Good thing that settled down. I was beginning to get worried." Estonia said.
"Oh, there will be another fight before long. These meetings never actually go anywhere."
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Scarred: A RusEst and PoLietCan Fanfiction
FanfictionAaand... here it is! My first full-length Hetalia fanfiction! I also feel as though I should point out that this contains some past CuCan (well, at the beginning of the story it's current CuCan, but... you'll see) despite the title. The RusEst is ne...
