Chapter 9 ~ Canada, England, and Hungary

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  "Okay, so let's examine this room first." England said as the trio looked around a vast room, a large white piano standing in the middle. "I feel as though someone close to us is watching over this room...." He claimed, looking around for anything out of the ordinary. Canada investigated the piano, his eyes looking up and down the keys.

"What do you mean by that?" Hungary asked, wondering if he was seeing any spirits or ghosts or something like that. "Well.... How do I put it?..... There's some sort of prescence here, so familiar to me... Like, not a stalker, but more of the type where.... Where an angel watches over you. Get what I'm saying?" Hungary raised an eyebrow and thought about it. "I guess I do... But you're right when you say there's some kind of 'prescence' here. I can feel it too. It's strange..." She mentioned, walking towards the piano. "And it feels stronger over here too."

"Look at these keys." Canada eclaimed. "They have numbers on them! And in different colors too..."

England walked over to take a look as well. "Was there anything that needed numbers?" England asked. "I didn't see anything with numbers when I was searching around the house." Hungary informed, and England left to look at the bookcases.

"Numbers.... They must be a code for something.... Something that uses numbers.... Numbers... Puzzles... Security, too. So, security breach... But this house isn't that high-tech too.... A safe maybe, or something like that..." Canada mumrmured to himself, thinking over all the possibilities and explanations.

"You're pretty smart Canada." Hungary complimented with a smile. "Prussia's like that too. He may not look it, but he's quite the intellect. Gil reads all the time, and he writes a lot too. Ah, he's always kept up the strong side, but the smart side has always stuck with him, even through all those years." The brunette reminsced, her emerald eyes brightening as she did so.

"R-Really? I would've never guessed." Canada remarked, shocked to hear such an arrogant man was so hard working. "Yeah. But don't let him hear you saying that!" Canada stiffened up, and Hungary laughed. "I'm just joking. But yeah, he really is a hard working guy, and an even harder father. I'm sure you'll be just as good some day, though." Hungary smiled, putting a hand on Canada's shoulder. "You think?" Canada was blushing at the compliment, surprised to hear anyone believe in him. "Of course! You're a good person, and bright too. Sometimes the most invisible people shine the brightest." Canada grinned. "R-Right! I can figure this out!" He beamed, pumping his fists in determination. Hungary giggled, and a smile touched her lips. God, was she a mother alright.

"Hey, the books over here are nothing out of the ordinary. I'm going to the next room. Be careful." England cautioned, and Canada nodded in return. "Oh, Hungary, you come with me." He commanded, and she frowned, placing her hands on her hips. "Why are you demanding me to come?" She shot back. "I know what it's like to lose someone very close to you, and believe me, Prussia would throw a fit if he found out you were injured on my watch. I only want what's best for a fellow friend, because of my experiece." Hungary opened her mouth to reply, but shut it quickly. "Fine." She scoffed, walking past England and into the next room. "Lord, she is a feisty one." England muttered. "Say it again England." She dared from the next room, and England stiffened up in fear. "N-Nothing!" He called back, hesitantly entering the next room.

Canada covered his mouth, trying to hold back a snicker. "No wonder Prussia likes her so much. Now what was I thinking about? I forgot when I was chatting with Miss Hungary...." Canada stood up from the piano bench, looking around the other side of the piano. "Right, the piano." Canada sighed, his thoughts drifting off. "Gosh, why does America always have to get into trouble? He should of let us help him, that way he wouldn't be missing. Why can't he learn to be more considerate of others? I mean-"

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