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11 Little Maple Leaf

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Everyone's gaze was burning into me as they waited for me to choose. I was a little frightened, for the safety of the person I choose, because the Nordics looked like they would hunt the person down. I swear they were glaring down at anyone I looked at.

I looked over at Canada and a smile made it's way on to my face. 'They wouldn't hurt Canada. He's too sweet.'

I always wanted to hang out with Canada. I felt like we would really understand each other, considering that my family probably doesn't even know I'm gone.

        "I guess I would like to hang out with Canada, first." I said. Most people had a look of confusion and the Nordics seemed to have relaxed at my choosing.

Canada had a look of shock and I walked over to him.

        "I really hope that's okay with you." I said. I wanted to be sure I wasn't getting in the way of something. He had a wide smile.

        "No. It's no problem. I would love to hang out with you." He said with small, pink tints on his cheeks. I could tell by the shining in his eyes that he was really excited.

        "Well then. It looks like I'm hanging out with Canada first." I announced. Everyone had a look of disappointment but they hid it so (Y/N) couldn't see.

Germany cleared his throat to get everyone's attention.

        "Now zhat we have got zhis out of zhe way, zhe meeting is dismissed."

        "Where do you want to meet up?" He thought about it then smiled.

        "You said you live with the Nordics, right?" I nod my head. "I could just pick you up." I smiled.

        "Alright. See you tomorrow Canada." I said while waving back a him. I walked back over to the Nordics and got ready to go. We existed the huge building and went back to the car. We all got in and Denmark somehow got me on his lap for the ride home.

        "You made a good choice for deciding to go with Canada." Finland commented. "He's a really nice guy."

        "Yeah. That's why I chose him." I confirmed. Denmark slightly tightened his grip around you.

        "He better not do anything to you." He grumbled. I rolled my eyes.

        "Canada? Please. That's like saying a butterfly would kill me. If it makes you feel better I didn't choose France, right?" His gaze darkened at the thought of France. He held you tighter at the thought. You again rolled your eyes and lightly laughed.

        "You know France may be a big flirt, but he wouldn't do anything to make someone uncomfortable." I added. Denmark sighed.

        "I guess... But if someone does anything to make you uncomfortable, just call us and we'll beat the crap out of them." You laughed.

        "If that was the case, I would beat them up before you guys got there." I joked.

Denmark did a 'pdsh' sound at that.

        "A fragile flower like you? I'd like to see that." He said while grabbing your arms and flailing them. I scoffed.

        "I could beat someone up." I stated. Denmark laughed.