The Hope In The Dark

A Delicate Balance

"Who?" "I'm Canada." Canada sighed. It was the same thing at the meeting. England and France got in a fight, he was completely skipped when it was his turn, and when he tried to get their attention, no seemed to hear. The meeting had been hosted in South Italy this time, and it was a two day meeting, so he drove to the hotel that he was staying at. Upon finally getting to the hotel, he opened the door and flung himself onto the couch. "I was ignored again." He muttered. "I'll probably not get another word in for a few meetings." He sighed. "Same thing as always then." He got up and put on casual clothes before heading into the kitchen. "Guess I'll have dinner then." The flight had taken longer than usual, it had been delayed, and then held up on the runway. He made the batter for pancakes and started putting them on the pans. He brought out a plate and put down the maple syrup on the counter. When he ran out of batter he took his plate and the syrup to the table, and got a fork and knife. Two hours later it was ten and he went to bed, intending to get up earlier than usual. Things did not go as planned. "Matthew." He found himself in an endlessly black room save for heavy mist that was everywhere. The room seemed to stretch for miles. This was the real reason he had turned in early. So he could have at least some sleep away from his nightmares. "Matthew." He whipped around, wincing at the cracking sound his neck made. His 2p stood there. Matthew's eyes widened. "Forgotten again?" his 2p scoffed. "You should stick up for yourself more." then, "Flavio and Viktor almost got in a fight today." Matthew eyes got even wider, if possible. "Was anyone hurt?" "Did you hear the 'almost' in that sentence?" "Well yes, but you 2ps seem to get very rough at any chance you get." Matt snorted. "That's true." he said dryly. "Anyway, it was something about 'stay away from my friends' and 'I'll do what I want' or something like that. His expression changed suddenly. "But that's not what I'm here for. As you know, or most likely know, 2ps do have maybe one or two things in common with their 1p. I'm here to make sure you know what we have in common." His expression was confusing, he looked sort of happy... he had a glint in his eyes though, that was what confused him- it was almost... crazy... "What we have in common,  Matthew Williams, is our I n s a n i t y. His voice sort of warped as he said this, sounding like he was speaking in perfect unison with maybe thirty other Matt's. "I'm not insane!" cried Matthew. "No one has provoked you yet enough, surprisingly like me, not many want to see me stronger without a way to shut it down, so most don't push me very far... There was one time I was very close though. "So, do you accept that you are in fact, on a thinner blade of a knife than most, ready to tip over and break at any second?" Matt asked. "IT'S NOT TRUE!" Matthew shouted. Matt's grin grew. "But it is!" Matthew woke, soaked with sweat. He didn't get any more sleep that night.
Unknown Area:
"Denmark."
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Did I say 'In Russia' last time? I'm so sorry, I meant 'In Russia's Room'! Oh well. I could probably edit that, but what's done is done, eh? Haha, I didn't include what happened to Lovi! I'm sorry, you will learn what happened to him soon! Anyway, here are the
Important Names:
Matt: 2p Canada
Matthew Williams: Canada
My next update will come soon! I think that's all! Karma out~