Hetalia Canada x World

Nyo!Canada and America

"Are we seriously doing this, Al?" Madeline says, arms crossed over her chest. Her older brother nodded ethuastically, a bright grin plastered on his face. With a soft sigh, Madeline smiled and nodded at her brother, an silent agreement of what they were ahout to do.

"Let's roll!" Alfred cheered, slamming open the meeting room doors and stepping inside with Maddie right behind him. Everyone turned to look at them, expressions turning into confusion. Smirking at the distraction, Gilbert stood and went over to the hidden radio and inserted a small cable that connected his phone to said radio. Scrolling down his playlist, he clicked on the recemt song he added, the song starting.

Alfred smirked and looked towards his sisters, nodding for her to start. He moved away, revealing Madeline attired in a formal gown, a long red and white cape attached with the help of a small naple leaf clip. Her strawberry blonde hair was pulled up in an elegant updo, the lightest shades of makeup making her eyes stand out. The room darkened and Madeline stepped forward, eyes casted down.

"The snow glows white on the mountain tonight
Not a footprint to be seen
A kingdom of isolation
And it looks like I'm the queen"

She looked behind her as fake snow began to fall delicately and gracefully. Looking up, she held a face full of emotion.

"The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside
Couldn't keep it in, heaven knows I've tried"

Glancing at her hands, the left covered by a maroon colored glove, she crossed her arms over her chest and pointed accusingly at nothing, taking slow steps forward.

"Don't let them in, don't let them see
Be the good girl you always have to be
Conceal, don't feel, don't let them know
Well, now they know"

Removing the glove, Maddie threw it behind her. Looking up, into the lights, she seemed relaxed.

"Let it go, let it go
Can't hold it back anymore
Let it go, let it go
Turn away and slam the door
I don't care what they're going to say
Let the storm rage on
The cold never bothered me anyway"

Her cape was next to be removed as she stepped backwards, eyes brightening as she looked free.

"It's funny how some distance makes everything seem small
And the fears that once controlled me can't get to me at all
It's time to see what I can do
To test the limits and break through
No right, no wrong, no rules for me
I'm free!"

Madeline then ran forward five steps, Gilbert (who was now changed into an more formal suit attire similar to a prince's) walked over and pretended to be her statue that she created.

Smiling brightly, Madeline turned around and moved froward gracefully, walking to each of the nations that stared at her in awe.

"Let it go, let it go
I am one with the wind and sky
Let it go, let it go
You'll never see me cry
Here I stand and here I stay
Let the storm rage on"

With the help of Ivan, Maddie stood on top of the table and carefully walked, twirling and tossing random papers that were handed to her.

"My power flurries through the air into the ground
My soul is spiraling in frozen fractals all around
And one thought crystallizes like an icy blast
I'm never going back, the past is in the past!"

Maddie stomped her foot down and her voice was full of confidence and happiness. She met eye contact with Francis and ruffled his hair.

"Let it go, let it go
When I rise like the break of dawn
Let it go, let it go"

She then knelt in front of Arthur, eyes glimmering.

"That perfect girl is gone
Here I stand in the light of day
Let the storm rage on!"

Hopping off the table, Madeline walked over to the doors and turned back, a smug smirk on her young and beautiful face.

"The cold never bothered me anyway"

With that, the music ended and Maddie opened the doors, only to slam them behind her.

The lights turned on and everyone stared at where the goddess of a woman once stood. Arthur was shocked, looking up at Alfred for any explanation. The American simply shrugged.

"After watching a movie, Maddie fell in love with it. Rewatching this certain scene with the dong she just sang, she wanted her break from you to be like this. So I helped her recreate it" Alfred says nonchalantly.

"So basically Madeline, my sweet little poppet, left for her independence once more?"

"Yep!"

A/N- Its 1:21 am and I just thought of this. Sorry its short and all. Hope you enjoyed though...