"Canada?" you asked him, walking into the kitchen.
"Yes?" Canada asked, looking up from watching Kumajirou eat fish for a late dinner.
"Can you count sheep for me? I can't sleep," you said, rubbing your eye.
"Sure, I can," he smiled, getting up from kneeling on the floor.
You walked to your room and lied down while Canada put the blanket over you. He knelt down beside the bed, and you turned so that you were looking at him.
He was smiling, and his cheeks were dusted with a small shade of pink.
"Thank you, Canamara," you smiled with your eyes closed.
He just laughed a little, knowing you were joking around because he knew you could never forget his name.
"Well, how about I start counting sheep, eh?" he smiled.
"That would be the reason I told you to come in here," you said.
He snickered, smiling wide.
"I'll start now. One sheep, two sheep, three sheep, four sheep, five sheep, six sheep, seven sheep, eight sheep, nine sheep, ten sheep. Can you hear me? I don't want to be so soft as to make you not hear me, but I don't want to be so loud as to make you not be able to sleep, and I-" he trailed off.
"It's fine, Canada. I can always hear you, but you aren't as annoyingly loud as your brother," you smiled, ruffling up his hair with your hand.
He laughed and rolled his eyes.
"Fine, fine. Eleven sheep, twelve sheep, thirteen sheep, fourteen sheep, fifteen sheep, sixteen sheep, seventeen sheep, eighteen sheep, nineteen sheep, twenty sheep. Are you feeling sleepy yet?" he asked.
"When I look at you, I day-dream, so yea, I'm tired," you smiled.
He blushed a shade of crimson red before looking away and muttering a soft 'yea' under his breath.
"Please keep counting," you said, snuggling up so that the blanket covered your mouth that was smiling wide.
"Twenty-one sheep, twenty-two sheep, twenty-three sheep, twenty-four sheep, twenty-five sheep, twenty-six sheep, twenty-seven sheep, twenty-eight sheep, twenty-nine sheep, thirty sheep. Are you tired?" he asked.
"Your voice is so soft and dreamy...." you muttered, staring into his pretty, blue eyes.
"Will you at least attempt to be sleepy?" he asked, smirking a little.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Sleeping away. Yea, yea," you said, rolling your eyes.
"Close your eyes, and I will keep counting," he said.
"And if I just stare at your eyes all night?" you asked.
"Then, I will get Kumajirou to eat all of your cake," he threatened.
You tensed up. He wouldn't....would he? You couldn't take that risk. You closed your eyes shut as hard as you could. He laughed at you, making you do an angry face.
"Just keep counting, Canadia," you rolled your eyes behind your eyelids.
"Yea, yea. Thirty-one sheep, thirty-two sheep, thirty-three sheep, thirty-four sheep, thirty-five sheep, thirty-six sheep, thirty-seven sheep, thirty-eight sheep, thirty-nine sheep, forty sheep. You're getting sleepy, aren't you?" he asked.
"Not....at....all," you said, opening your eyes every few seconds.
He laughed, smiling wide.
"Forty-one, forty-two, forty-three, forty-four, forty-five. Hmm, you're about to sleep. Bonne nuit, (your name)," he said, kissing your forehead and getting up.
"Good-night....Canada...." you said before falling asleep.
He smiled wide and walked out to find Kumajirou and go to sleep in his own bed.
~Please excuse my translations; I'm only fluent in English and Google Translate~
(FRENCH) Bonne nuit- Good night
