Why is Hetalia in my house?

Chapter Five

Okay this chapter can be incorporated into the story but it is completely unneeded, I got my inspiration from the above video and the rumor going around that Canada finally had enough of America and yelled at him for about five hours straight and America was so hurt by it that he started to cry and Canada felt really bad about it and the only reason they're relationships is anything like it is today is because America is extremely quick to forgive. Enjoy! Sayonara! ✌️

My POV

I finished my pancakes and started to hand them out around. As I was beginning to eat my own pancakes I noticed Canada siting on my couch hugging his polar bear so tight it was complaining. I put down my pancakes down and walked over. "What's wrong Canada?" I asked. He looked a little shocked that I had talked to him. He started to sniffle a little and leaned into me a little. "No one seems to notice me, even Kuma-what's his name. Nothing I do can get their attention." I nodded, "Canada, I think you're problem is that you feel overshadowed by America, but the truth is his isn't. It's your own personal belief that he's better than you that makes you invisible to the world." I said. He slumped and for a couple minutes thought about it while I sat patiently. "Here's an idea, I'll go get America and we can talk, and I don't mean me and America,I mean you as well. He doesn't overshadow you and I know he is terrible at reading the atmosphere so he doesn't know what he's doing to your moral." Canada nods so I go to get America, Canada not far behind. "Hey, America." I say softly tapping on his shoulder. He turns and looks at me, "Whatcha need, dudette?" He says. "I was wondering if you wanted to sit with Canada and I and just talk." I say. "Who's Canadia?" He asks me in confusion. I feel Canada start to shake in frustration. I turn and grip his shoulder and bring him in front of me. "This is Canada." I say pointedly. "Oh! Him!" America exclaims. "Sure I'd love too! I breath a sigh in relief and we walk over to the couch and sit down, I make sure Canada is in the middle. "So America, how are you doing." I start awkwardly. "Pretty good, hey Canadia, where do you live, I've never heard of Canadia before?" (Sorry if I make America not just obnoxious but also and Ass. I swear it's just for this chappie. Swearsies) I saw Canada take a deep breath before answering. "I live in Canada because I'm Canada, not Canadia. I'm your brother." He says slowly. America laughs, "I don't have a brother!" Canada sits straight up, lips set in a cold line. He hands Kumajiro to me and stands up. "America, will you come with me please." Canada says. America shrugs and follows him to my backyard. I few seconds later there is a huge crash and yelling. All the nations in the room stood up and ran out to expect America yelling at some poor nation or something, only to find America on the ground with Canada standing above him yelling the most terrible things. " YOU NEVER REALLY CARED ABOUT ANYONE DID YOU, YOUR JUST AN ARROGANT BASTARD THAT PRETENDS TO BE POWERFUL WHEN YOUR REALLY JUST WEAK AND CARE ABOUT NO ONE! I'M YOU BROTHER FOR MAPLE'S SAKE AND YOU CAN'T EVEN REMEMBER THAT! YOU HAD YOU FIRST WAR WITH YOUR OWN BROTHER! AFTER HE DID SO MUCH AND YOU JUST HURT HIM AND RAN AWAY FROM HIM! I ALWAYS HELP YOU AND NO ONE APPRECIATES ME FOR IT! FOR THE PAST SIX HUNDRED YEARS I'VE BEEN IGNORED AND IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!" He continued like that for five hours, all the nations, even the one's who hated America, were horrified. Especially at the end when the greatest world power in this era, started to cry. When all the onslaughts of insults, guilt, and hidden pain became too much, America started to cry in front of half of the world. Canada noticed his tears and faltered in his rant. He stopped and walked to his room. America started to sob and I shoved all the nations violently into the other room to give him privacy, before turning back to comfort him. "America," I say while crouching down next to him. "Stop crying." I say even softer. He sniffled but seemed unable to stifle to waterfall. "What *snff* what if Mattie was right." America said sadly. I blanched before responding. " America, can I tell you a secret." I say. He nods. "Canada feels forgotten by the world, and he feels overshadowed by you. Now imagine if that had happened to you and one day you couldn't hold back the anger. What if it was England's fault. He's your brother and you live him don't you?" He nodded, "Well when people are angry, they say all they can to upset the person. You would say things about the end of the Britsh empire, Scotland, Sealand, even the Revolutionary war, wouldn't you?" He nodded again. "Well, would you mean them? He shook his head. "The. Do you think Canada means it?" He was still before shaking his head. "Why don't we go to Canada's row and fix this?" I help him up and we walk to the house and as we pass the other nations I glared at them, daring them to mock him. England walked beside me and hugged America, so did Roxy. As we got to the door, we saw France and Zara knocking on the door, pleading to be let in. I clear my throat and everyone goes downstairs, excluding America of course. "Canada." I say sternly. "Go Away!" Is my answer. "Open his door right now." I say. "NO!" He yells again. I leave America to sit against the wall while I get my master key. I come back and pick up America while unlocking the door. Canada is on his bed curled up in his covers. I sit on the bed and he peeks his head out, only for his eyes to start to water when he see's America leaning on my, tears streaming down his face. "I-I'm so so-sorry America!" Canada cries. America stands up and walks over to Canada before laying down next to him. Canada was surprised before I leant down and whispered, "Everyone, even you, have forgotten you are technically his older brother." He nods and they both lays together. I stand up straight and walk out the door, locking it behind me and walking downstairs. "Is he alright?" Was the popular question when I walked down stairs. I ignored them and stood on the coffee table, Zara and Roxy standing beside me. "I assume you all remember who Canada is right now?" They nodded ashamed. "For as long as I know you, no, for the rest of your lives, you sure as hell remember who Canada is. If you forget, I will beat you." I jumped down and went to Canada's room, unlocked it and sat down in the chair near the bed to watch them sleep. I soon fell asleep myself.

Canada's POV (Didn't see that coming did you sucka's!)

I woke up the next day with America curled next to me and Reyna sleeping in the chair near the bed. America shifted before waking up. We stared at each other before o had the courage to speak up. "I'm so sorry Alfred." I said sadly. America chuckles, "Just like the stereotype, unneeded apologizes." He says. I push my face into the pillow. "I shouldn't have said those things, I-I was just so tired of being forgotten." America hugged me, "I think I'll have to be amnesiac to forget yesterday. I'm the one who should be sorry. I forgot my own brother. Let's just put this behind us and do better." I nod and we both start to nod off. When I woke up later, I got up accidentally waking up America. "Time to get up isn't it?" America said while stretching. I nodded before going over to wake up Reyna. "Gah, my back. It hurts to badly." She whines. I laugh and motion for her to turn around as I get dressed. "HAHAHAHAHA! No need for modesty! The hero can be seen by all!" Yells America as he strips. Reyna blushes like crazy while focusing her gaze to the floor. "Ohonhonhonhonhon! What are you tree doing in zere?" Asks France through the door. "You perv! How long have you been there!" Yells Reyna. France is silent and we all seemed to guess England had taken care of him. Done dressing, America and I open the door. Reyna laughs, I hope your sudden shoot in popularity isn't overwhelming. I look at her, "What do you mean?" I ask. "You'll see..." She says. As I walk into the living room, everyone turns to look at me. Assuming they were looking at America and Reyna, I walk to the kitchen to make myself some pancakes. "Hello Canada." Norway says as he walks past me, dragging Denmark behind him. I stop. 'Could it be, OH MY GOD I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU FOR THIS REYNA!' I think. I spin around and hug Reyna tightly. "Thank you so much!" I yell. "My pleasure!" Reyna says with a smile.

I just realized how serious the entire chapter was. Oh well,I'll just make the next one super crack-tastic. Alright, I have got to go now, comment, follow, vote and read my other works! Sayonara!✌️