Meet the Provinces and Territories of Canada!

Chapter 2

~Time skip to the next morning brought to you by Nova's Whiskey~

Place- Ottawa international airport

Canada's POV

I'm currently waiting for the other countries to get here so that we can get on the plane and go. I'm waiting here at the airport with Al and have small talk with him in the mean time. I'm really scared for the countries to meet my children because i don't want them to get hurt. Though knowing my kids anything the countries say or do won't affect them in the slightest. You see I've taught my kids everything they know about history, but they also have some experiences of their own.

While me and Al were talking the countries started to show up. (Countries that are coming on this trip: north and south Italy, Germany, Prussia, England, France, Japan, Russia, Spain, China)
After everyone has shown up I show them where they put their luggage and then direct them to the jet. "Umm Matthew? Who's jet is this?" Arthur asks. "It's my jet I normally only use it with my kids but since they aren't here, we can take it." I reply. He nods and we all start to get on the jet and get into our seats. Once everyone is seated I tell the pilot that we are clear for take off. He nods in response and starts getting ready for take off. After we take off and are in the air I stand up and being to speak. "Ok. So there are something's that you all need to know before we get there. 1) Don't say anything about them being to young to understand; they can be silly sometimes but they are mature when they need to be. 2) Don't pick a favourite hockey team, they will become bloodthirsty is you don't say their hockey team. Actually scratch that, don't mention hockey at all around them. And finally don't be formal with them, they don't like it cause that's say it's too old fashion and they just want to be friends. Any questions?" I ask. Germany looks at me. "Yes Ludwig?" I ask. "Do your children have human names like we do? And if so what are they?" He asks. "Ok I will tell you them in a minute but first. Quebec and Ontario have two last names because of their heritage. So if I say Bonnefoy or Kirkland, don't freak out. Ok?" I respond. They all nod understandingly. "Ok so I'll start with my capital, her name is Michelle Williams and she is the personification of Ottawa. You can call her Micky or Tawa. Next I'll move onto the provinces. Ontario or Kyle Kirkland-Williams, Quebec orPierre Bonnefoy-Williams, British Columbia or Victoria Williams, Alberta or Edward Williams, Saskatchewan or Ryder Williams, Manitoba or Mallyn Williams, Nova Scotia or Samuel Williams, New Brunswick or Fredrica Williams
Prince Edward Island or Charlotte Williams, and finally Newfoundland or Claude Williams" I say while running out of breath. Once I catch my breath I continue. "And then we have the the territories. There is Northwest Territories otherwise known as Winnie (Winifred) Williams, then there's Nunavut or Katherine Williams, and finally Yukon or Yvonne Williams" I said then looked at the others to seed their somewhat shocked faces at how I saw able to recite all my children's names like that. "Any other questions?" I ask them. Spain raises his hand. "Ya Toni?" I ask him. "What are your children like?" He asks me. "I don't feel like answering that because whatever I say will be my own opinion on them. So I'm just going to wait until you meet them." I say to him simply. He nods understandingly.

They continue asking me questions until we are almost in Quebec City. "Ok since we are almost there I won't be taking anymore questions. If you have any questions about my kids please ask them when you meet them." I say to them. They all nod.

We finally land in Quebec City. We get off the plane and grab our bags then head to where our ride should be. Once we get there we see Ontario driving the van. "I thought Micky was going to pick us up?" I ask him. "She would've but she needed to get stuff for dinner tonight. Plus she had to get stuff for the bar and snacks for what we've planned for tonight." He replies. "What have you planned?" I ask him. "Sorry dad! That's a secret so you'll just have to wait and see. Also you don't have to worry about anything. We got everything under control." He states while grinning. I sigh and then say. "Fine I will trust you all..... for now." I say while emphasizing the "For now" part. He chuckles and then says. "Ok everyone just put your bags in the trunk and then getach in cause we have to get back before the others destroy the house." He says simple. The countries load their stuff into the car and then sits in their spots. I sit in the front seat next to Kyle.

Ontario's POV

After the countries got in the car I start driving to the family house. "So where are we going?" I hear Romano ask. " we're going to the Williams family house that is here in Quebec. We have a family house in each province and territory so that it's easier while traveling." I say while still focusing on the road. "Are we a-going to food? I'm-a hungry." I hear Italy ask. I chuckle. "Yes Italy. You will all get lunch soon after we get to the house and after Becky shows you guys to your rooms." I say to him. "You- a know who I am?" He asks me. "Ya I do. I know who all of you are. Actually you might not remember this but we have actually talked before. Remember when you had that party for all the countries at your house?" I ask him. "Si?" He replies. "Well dad was sick that day, and since I look the most like him I went to the party in his place. I was able to fool all of you except uncle Alfie and Gil into thinking that I was Canada." I tell them. I then look in my rear view mirror to see all (except for Al and Gil) of their shocked faces. "What it's true!" I say in a voice strongly resembling my dad's. "H-how are you able to do that?" England asks. "I practiced my impression of him for if I ever had to go to a meeting for him." I say whiles still doing my impression. I then turn into a driveway with a big gate. Ya that's our gate i roll down my window and say. "Hey Vicky! Can you open the gate! I back with dad and the guests!" "Ya! Come on in. Pierre will be waiting for you guys at the front doors to lead the guests to their rooms." She replies. The gate starts to open. "Thanks and ok!" I say back to her. I starts driving down the long driveway. "Oh that's right I haven't formally introduced myself yet. I'm Ontario or Kyle Kirkland-Williams. You can call me Onnie, Ontario, or Kyle." I tell them. "I have a question." England says. "Go a head." I tell him. "Why is one of your last names Kirkland?" He asks me. "Well it's because of my mainly English roots and how back in the day the people who lived in Ontario would fight with people who lived in Quebec because of  French and English history. So dad gave me the last name Kirkland cause me and Quebec remind him of you and France cause of how much we fight." I tell them all. "Did you really do that Matthew?" He asks dad. "Huh guilty as charged." He says while rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. We then arrive at the front door where I see Becky. I pull up and park the car. "Hey ya French bastard! Is everything ready!" I yell at him from the drivers seat. "Oui! Everything is ready you stupid anglophone!!!" He replies with his thick French accent. I turn to face the countries. "Alright you can all get out and grab your bags. The stupid francophone over there will lead you to your rooms and then to the dining hall where you will get lunch maid by the maritimes. I'll meet you guys there, and in this guy gives you any trouble just tell me. I'll knock some sense into him." I say to them while gesturing to the francophone. I see England chuckle at my hate for the francophone.

The countries get out of the car and grabs their bags. After the all get there stuff I take the car out of park and drive it to the garage with all the others cars.