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[Time skip to 18/04/20]

Canada sighed and dragged his hand over his face. Tonight, British Columbia and Alberta had woken him up at 3:00am to tell him that they had gotten sick, so he moved them (with some help from Ukraine) into Ontario and Quebec room, which he is now calling "the speaking moistly room".
But Jesus, is everybody going to get sick?.

Canada laid back down and tried to go back sleep but as soon as he closed his eyes, he heard a blood curling scream.
He immediately jumped out of bed and went to check on his children. He ran to the source of scream, which took him to Nova Scotia and New Brunswick room.

He barged into the room and found who had screamed. Nova Scotia was being comfort by New Brunswick, tears rolling down her face. Canada calmly walked over to her bed and sat down. "What happened?" He asked, hugging Nova. New Brunswick shrugged, "dunno" he whispered. Canada nodded and sent him off to sleep.

Time skip

Canada waited for her to calm down but that almost took all night and they both manage to fall asleep. It is now morning and Canada was able to get some info on what had made Nova to scream and freak out like that. Apparently, the was a shooting in Nova Scotia and it was bad.

as soon as Canada woke up, he contacted the prime minister to make stronger gun laws. When that was taken care of, he made some pancakes and homemade timmies hot chocolate then called his children. The rest of the morning went pretty normal, everyone ate at the table except for Alberta, British Columbia, Québec and Ontario, who had their food delivered to the speaking moistly room. 

Another time skip <sorry>

Ukraine walked around the house trying to find her husband. She went to the basement and went to playroom and there he was but for some reason he was tied to the back of a chair that had weights and a grey blanket on it but also there was a fake snake over his head. "What are you doing?" she asked and he lifted his head up. "Roleplaying" he answered, like that was the most obvious thing in the world.

"I'm Loki Laufeyson, the god of mischief" he said, "the Territories are the frost giants and Manitoba is Surtr Múspellson, the king of fire, they are on my side and the other side is Newfoundland as Odin Borrson, New Brunswick as Thor Odinson, Princey as Heimdall and Nova as Freyr njordson" he explains. He was going to continue to say something else but a bright emerald green liquid fell from the snake mouth and landed on Canada face , he let out a yelp and wince.

"what's wrong?" Ukraine asked, wiping the liquid off his face. "What? nothing, sorry I was just acting, the green stuff is just fruit coloured water playing as the poison that fell on loki's face" he said and Ukraine just shook her head then left while Canada waited for ragnarök.

Another time skip < I'm so sorry but i'm very lazy>

After ragnarök and dinner, everyone was back in there rooms. They all opened their laptops and Canada started.

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New France pov

*this takes about a week after iýiniwihkâsow (native)*

I packed a small backpack for the things I think I'll need for this week at Royaume-Uni, This is my first time visiting his house and from the things I heard my mother say about him, I can't say that I'm excited but I did learned that my mom has a very strong hatred for him. I sighed and closed my bag, I stood up and threw the bag over my shoulders. Now that, all of my packing is finished, I need to think about what I'm supposed to do about Jacques. 

I can't just leave him here but I don't think I have a choice, it's either here with the risk of my mom finding out that he exist or setting him free. I can try and bring him with me but I have no idea on how i'm gonna sneak him with me without anyone seeing and bring him back again. Maybe if I leave him in his box and leave tree bark with him that will work and also hope that my mother doesn't looked in my room. I guess that this is really my best, things would be easier if I could just stay with my mom. I place Jacques in the box with some tree bark and patted his head. "Je serai bientôt de retour ( I will be back soon)" I whispered and left the room, closing the door behind me.

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