America the Mysterious (United States of America #1.5)

His American Wife (Canada) (Part 1)

"Canada."

America hadn't realized her face went blank until her boss began to shift uncomfortably in his seat. She quickly composed herself, but still felt very suspicious on why Canada of all people wished to marry her. So she opened her mouth.

"What is going on in his country Mr. President?" she asked.

Her boss quickly composed himself when he answered.

"Their economy hasn't been doing very well lately, and it's causing the people to become restless. Of course, many Americans have seen this happening and were more than happy to accept new Canadian citizens to their towns and cities, but both I and Mr. Williams' boss fear that this will only make the problem worse if more Canadians move here. And...you can see what this resulted in."

America nodded. She too had noticed the growth of Canadian immigrants, and that too concerned her. But when she questioned Canada about it at a couple meetings, he wouldn't say anything to her. As a result, she became suspicious on what his motives were.

"But what does my marrying Canada have to do with helping his economy?" she asked. "I understand if it will stop the amount of Canadian immigrants flowing into America, but I fail to see why this would help Canada's economy."

The president sighed to himself. "Believe me America, I too am at a loss as to how this would help Canada's economy, but his boss looked so hopeful that I knew I needed to talk to you about it first. Oh, and I believe Canada himself is going to be heading over here to speak to you about this arrangement, and I suggest that you do before you give me your answer about this.

"I don't want to go into this without knowing what's really going on in Canada first, and I know you would be able to detect that easily. Can you do this America?"

America paused before she nodded. "Of course Mr. President. But is it alright if I ask you one more question?"

"What is it?"

"What time will Mr. Williams be arriving?"

America's boss looked down at a piece of paper nearby before he looked back up at her. "He should be arriving at 9 a.m. tomorrow morning. Do you want me to call the maids so they can prepare a room for him?"

America shook her head. "I can do it myself Mr. President, as the maids are on lunch break, but I thank you for the offer."

"Alright, you may leave now."

America bowed her head before she quietly left the room to get one of the guest rooms in the White House ready for her ex-brother to arrive. This would help to distract her from the news she heard, even though some maids were not on lunch break just yet.

She did not want to spend the rest of the day doing nothing, and she didn't have anything to do today, so this would be a welcome thing to do.

America just prayed that whatever Canada was going to say, it wasn't going to end poorly for the both of them.

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The next day came without any other incident. Yay...

America had once more gotten up early and made sure everything was in order in Canada's assigned guest room before she had the maids bring in a breakfast full of fluffy pancakes with a side of maple syrup, as well as a side of bacon and some black coffee. Now, America was only doing this because she knew Canada enjoyed this food, and she wanted to make his short stay as comfy as possible.

What kind of hostess would she be if she didn't do that?

As expected, Canada's plane had landed at 8:30 a.m., and a limousine would be waiting for him when he walked out with his luggage. America would then meet him at the entrance of the White House, her boss having a meeting at this time so he wouldn't be able to greet Canada when he arrived.