[Canada's perspective]
I've been with pancakes since I could remember. Pancakes greets me every morning. The day I met pancakes is foggy ,but I can still picture my mother placing the plate of pancakes in front of me. I didn't know pancakes at first so I got to know her. First I put some butter and good old maple syrup. By the end of breakfast I felt so attached to pancakes. And from there on we've always been together. Our relationship isn't perfect we have had bumps in the road I've gotta ,but at the end I love pancakes and I know that she loves me back. But heck you should have seen just how jealous she was when I met waffles. We didn't talk to each other for hours. Of Course until the next morning when pancakes agreed she might have gone a little over board. Well bye see you guys later me and pancakes are gonna go to the movies together it's gonna be extra buttery tonight ;).

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Canada and his pancakes
FanfictionThis is the everyday life of Canada and his pancakes