The meeting

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The meeting started out like any other, France and England were fighting, America was laughing at the two bickering European country's, Romano was yelling at Spain, and Italy was trying to get Germany to eat pasta.

That was until Canada showed up. He was wearing a red uniform holding his hockey stick with a look that even Russia was scared of.

America knew exactly what was going on... it was hockey season and it was the only time his twin showed no mercy.

He remembers the first time he played hockey with Matthew and he swore it was the last.

He shivered at the thought of that day, but before he could witness that awful memory, he was pulled back to reality by the neighboring country hitting a puck at his head.
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America's POV

"THE BLOODY HELL WAS THAT FOR?!?!?" I screamed unaware that I spoke in a British accents similar to England's.

Every one seemed shocked to hear those words come from my mouth and to see a hockey puck sticking out of the wall behind me.
He just laughed at me with a sadistic grin on his face, "I missed" he said sending a shiver up my spine.

Turns out I wasn't the only one who knew what was going on. Russia knew and he knew all to well.
He was shaking were he stood with an expression of fear that not even Belarus could force out of him.

"No" he said in a whisper, " why dose it have to be today?"

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Ok Author here I'm gonna stop it here for now because I have no inspiration right now so I'm gonna update this slowly.
Love u my little maple leafs! 🍁

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