"Hey... Prussia. We need to talk. Your grandfather's ghost came to me last night and said that I'm draining your power of seeing people, and everyone misses you so much and I don't want to take that power from you. So we can't see each other any more" sounds like the lamest excuse for not wanting to hang out with someone. So what am I going to do?
I can't flat out say it or else it sounds stupid. I can't ask for anyone's help because nobody's going to believe me. I could ask him about it, but that would drain more of his power. The last thing I want to do is take away him seeing all the people that loved him. Even the ones that hated him, I could see that they missed him.
I got it! I'll just use the silent treatment! Then my power will go away, and if Prussia wants to see me then he will have to be in front of everyone! Perfect plan!
I get out of the shower, and get dressed in the same exact clothes on Friday. I feed Kuma his kibble, and for the first time in a long time I feel at ease; no bullying, I don't have to hurt my only friend, papa and everyone is going to reunit with their long lost friend, and it's going to be perfected day for my perfect plan. You know what! I deserve some strawberries on my pancakes. Head full of confidence, I walk out the door to listen to it fall apart.
"Hey, France's son. Didn't know you lived here." After knowing somone's a ghost you'don't probably notice some ghost-like qualities, but expect for his pail skin and his (basicly glowing) red eyes. He looked just like how I met him. Uh! I have to say something. No my plan! I jerk my head down, and keep walking.
"You know, it's very rude to ignore people." Prussia put his hands on his hips and leaned forward. I wanted to smile, but if this perfect plan was going to work, I had to stay focused. "So, I never got your name." He was walking right next to me now. I kept my head down, trying not to smile with all my strength.
"Fine, if you won't talk, I will." I look up and try to stare into the horizon, and try to think of anything else. "Last night I had the weirdest dream. I was walking through the forest, until I heard a noise in the bushes, and I started to run. When I came to a cliff, a bunch of potatoes rolled out and told me that I was their new king. And they gave me a crown of potatoes. But I didn't know it was supposed to my crown so I ate it." I couldn't help laughing until I dropped to the floor. He laughed at my laugh, and I laughed at his.
When the cycle died out and I wiped the tears of my face and responded to him. "Canada. My name is Canada"
"Well, Canada. Why do you always smell like flat waffles" and the laughing cycle started up again.
As we walked together to the meeting, we talked about how to get "flat waffle juice" and why I always smell like it. I must have looked crazy to anyone who saw me, but it made our conversations even more interesting.
I don't think I've ever smiled that much in a long time.
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You'd think after a year of starting a story you'd be done with it. But here we are after a year has past, and I've only gotten 3 other chapters.
Well, thank you for staying with me through my hiatus, and Happy Holidays.
