Canada's POV: England had started to mess around with the air again, Kyoko saying that her "friend" Cinna-Bunny was flying around. Obviously no one but those two could see it, leaving the rest of us to wonder if they were just plain mad or insane. Honestly I don't know, but I could see why a lot of people found this to be a problem. First one, now two crazy countries? When will the time come where people will stop thinking our opinions are valuable because a few of us can see things that aren't there?
As I watched England and Kyoko play around, I heard America sneak off to the pool, France following soon behind. It was very clear that no one remembered I was here. Followed quietly by my dear Kumajiro I sighed, starting to head towards the library when something caught my eye. The door was open, and I knew for a fact that it had been closed not two minutes ago.
Looking around just to make sure, no one else was even near this room. The Nordics were still staring at England and Kyoko, Sweden telling Sealand not to end up like them. America and France were slipping into the pool doors, vanishing from my sight. Lastly, England and Kyoko were standing in the middle of the room. No one could of done this. I mean, being invisible half the time means that I notice a lot of things. It was one of the few perks.
I felt caution take over and I walked carefully over to the oak door, pushing it open the rest of the way. A sudden burst of air whipped past me, causing me to react just as fast. I reached out and grabbed something solid. Something warm. Nearly yellow eyes connected with my violet ones before I lost my grip, the owner of said eyes disappearing from even my view. I turned my head frantically, trying to find the person I had just had in my hold, but no one was to be seen. Kumajiro stood on his back legs, fur on end. Seems like he had noticed as well.
The eyes had held a certain amount of fear in them when I grabbed the owner, as if they didn't even want to know something had discovered them. Shivering I shut the library door, heading into one of the guest bedrooms. Had that been a ghost of some sort?
Or was it someone who shouldn't of been there?
One way or another, if they could hide from me, then they could probably hide from anything. Meaning it might not be safe here. I had to keep my eyes out, just to make sure.
Whether I wanted to or not.

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Hetalian Protectors
Hayran KurguYou know, living forever is not as fun as it may seem. There is a bunch of stuff that goes wrong. People die and leave you behind. You go through huge amounts of pain and on occasion, even torture. You get to watch the world go to shit and try to ma...