Ch3

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As the plane landed in Longueuil, Quebec Canada felt that he had forgotten something. America was still sleeping in his arms, cheek. His luggage was safely in the compartment, cheek. Kumajiro...Kumajiro, not cheek. WAIT!

Canada looked quickly around the plane, Kumajiro was missing. Darn he must have left him back at the world meeting. Canada moaned sadly. He guessed that the bear could find his way to him again, he did it before. Slumping back to his seat Canada took America back into his arms. It would be ok, he would take good care of his little brother. Nothing could go wrong...except Russia's visit. Canada was dreading that, weren't America and Russia in a cold war! If Russia was coming for a visit that meant trouble. Suddenly something started to shake in his arms. Canada looked down at America and found instead of closed eyes, light blue, scared eyes stared back at him. America was awake!

The trembling started again. America was looking up at him with a confused and terrified expression, "Who are you and where am I?"

Canada cursed himself. He should have been prepared for this, but America woke up quicker then he thought he would. Canada took a sharp breath, "I'm Canada or you can call me Matthew , we are going to my home and i am sorry if I woke you."

But America was still scared, "Why are we going there." He started to cry.

Pulling him on his lap Canada started to pet America's head slowly, trying to make him relax. It seemed to work a bit, but only a bit.

"Shhh, its ok your safe, everything is going to be alright."

The sniffling died down and blue eyes stared back at Canada, "Y-you mean it."

"Yes, now get some rest we will be arriving at my home very soon." America smiled slightly and snuggled his head into Canada's chest. In only a few minutes he was breathing slowly and fast asleep, Canada smiled. Having his little brother as a kid was really adorable. He patted America's head and if by instinct, picked him up and started to rock America slowly. Canada had practiced this a few times when Kumajiro got riled up. Guess that really did some good after all.

As he was rocking America Canada made up his mind. He would protect his little brother, Russia or not.

*In Russia*

Russia would not loose the boy. In the meeting that was his chance to get America, but he had lost that chance to Canada. This time though he would get him. Russia had perfected a plan to capture America, all he needed now was some help and that could come easily.

Coming into his mansion Russia was greeted by his beloved baltics.

"Hello Sir."

Russia put on his innocent smile, "привет comrades, did I have any missed calls while I was away?"

"Yes, one was from comrade Cuba." Shook Lithuania, which was rewarded a pat on the head.

"Good, now go and clean the kitchen," Russia ordered , "I want it to be spotless."

The baltics nodded and quickly ran to their duty, in fear of making Russia angry. Meanwhile, said nation was going to the phone to call Cuba. He picked up the phone and dialed the nation.

"¡Hola comrade Russia!" Came the Cuban voice from the phone.

"Comrade Cuba, why did you call me earlier today?"

The phone pause, "Si, I wanted to ask what you were planning to do with America."

"No worry's comrade I indeed have a plan, but I will need some assistance from you."

"...Tell me all about it."

Authors Notes:

And man now Russia is working with Cuba...i smell trouble. And sorry this chapter is so short. but I will make it up to you guys in the next one!

P.S. привет and Hola (if ya already didn't know that) means Hello

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