Wings

Chapter 9: Apology accepted

(Canada's POV)

(Warning, some swearing)

I stayed in bed for a long time. The sun was starting to rise. It was all real. What did Native want to hide? What did she lose?

My head was spinning when I heard the simple chime of my phone. I looked at it.

(Dad: Britain, C: Canada)

Dad: Is the meeting this morning or noon?

C: Noon

Dad: Thank you

C: Hey dad? Do you remember Native America?

He stayed silent and the speech bubble came up many times.

Dad: Come to my room

I was confused and got up. I quickly got dressed and grabbed the feather before leaving for his room.

I knocked and he answered. He opened the door wider and I walked in.

"France is out for breakfast," He finally spoke and sat down on the bed. I huffed a little and sat down next to him. "To talk about...her, you need to understand I was different. I was mean and cruel," Britain said.

"I understand," I said and listened.

"She...is America's real mom. Spain took him from her, then I shared him with France before taking full custody...I allowed Native to live with us in the New World and she was America's dresser and nanny...Then one night, I got mad. Back then, I took everything out on people around me, and sadly, she was the closest to me...I took a rock..and killed her," Britain spoke. His words were shaky and he went silent many times.

"Did-Did she have wings?" I ask.

Britain looked at me and sighed, "Big beautiful black and brown ones."

"Does America have wings?" I ask quickly, I'm getting answers!

"Uh-I-I don't know. I doubt it. If he did, I would've cut them off as I did with Native's," Britain said. he stuttered at first.

"You can tell me," I say.

"I'm..not allowed to-"

"to say?!" I cut him off, "Like everybody else I talk to?! Is this like a game I wasn't included in!?"

"Not everything is a game," Dad says in a calm voice, ignoring my outburst.

"Why can't you at least tell you who's not allowing you to say?!" I ask.

"Becuase he asked us not to," Britain says.

"So it's a he?" I ask.

"..Shit," Britain says and gets up, "I-I think you should go.."

I got up and quickly walked out. I'm not as mad, I got information. It's a he. The man who is forcing them to stay quiet was just numbered down to..still a lot, but I now know it's not a female! I walk into the elevator and got to the lobby. The elevator stops at floor three and a country-I wish didn't-came in. Russia. He looked up from his phone and growled at me. He walked to the other corner and didn't press a button. He must be going to the lobby as well.

"I don't hate you Kанада, unlike what you think," He spoke. He didn't look at me.

"I-I don't th-that" I stuttered.

"I just, want my sister safe. I don't think your right for her, but she does. Just don't her hurt unless you want me to break your back," He looks at me. I nod quickly.

"Noted..I-I would never hurt her. I care about her..a lot," I say. I could really never imagine myself hurting her, it's impossible.

"Good," Russia says. We stay silent and didn't speak to each other again. The door opens and Russia walked to his family and I walked out and looked around. Ukraine found me and quickly walked over.

"Did-Did you just share an elevator with Russia," she asked almost sounded shocked.

"Yes I did," I said, I sounded shocked. I mean, I just shared an elevator with somebody who could not only kill me but make it look like an accident and get away with it.

"And-and you're alive?? What. the fuck," Ukraine says.

"You just explained what I'm thinking," I say, "God if America just saw that, he would claim me as a god." My face saddened as I talk about America. I remember what I said to him. He just wanted to say sorry and I shut him down. Would he accept my apology?

"Everybodys heard of the brother's fight," Ukraine tells me.

"Isn't that great," I say.

"You should say sorry."

"Would he even accept an apology?" I ask.

"Only one way to find out," Ukrain says, moving out of the way for me to spot America talking to Japan. I sighed and started to walk over. Japan notices me and waves goodbye at America and walks away. America hasn't noticed me yet.

"H-hey America," I say and America looks at me.

"And I'm out," America says and starts to walk away.

"Hey hey, please," I say and America stops, turns to me and crosses his arms. "I-um, I'm sorry"

"Wow really? I don't care," America says.

"No, I mean it. I shouldn't have snapped. I don't know why I did." America stayed silent and I continued, "You are my brother and there's no excuse to why I snapped, but...could we try again?" I ask.

America looks at me then smiled and opens his arms up for a hug. I walk and hug him. "I'm sorry too," He says.

"W-Why?" I ask and pull out from the hug.

"Becuase I was a dick and only cared about my reputation...I did put you in my shadow," He says.

"Well, your shadow was comfy, I didn't get attacked, and when I did, you were there," I say and America chuckles.

"I would protect you even if you shadowed me. We're family," America says and I smile. I smile. I look at his right hand, the turquoise ring was there.

"What a pretty ring," I say and America looked at his hand, "Where'd you get it?"

"It's been so long since I've gotten it. I'm surprised it still fits, I don't know where I got it," America says and plays with the ring.

"It's nice," I say.

"Yeah...The person who owned it before was also nice"

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I'm so sorry that it took a while! My creative writing teacher wants me to do national writing month and that keeps me writing, but drains me after I'm done. So this month is gonna be sparse with chapters, but I will keep trying to get them out