O' Canada || Hetalia
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Quebec internally screamed as he shook hands with the American nation in front of him. He smiled widely and tried to hide his rising panic. He could feel Ontario's eyes burn into the back of his head, trying to figure out why he was freaking out.
Breathe in, breathe out.
"I'm Jacques, by the way. Jacques Durand." He let go of the other's hand, the nation's hand and fought to keep the relaxed grin on his face.
The nation's eyes twinkled and he laughed. "Hiya Jacques, I'm Alfred! Alfred F. Jones! Nice to meet you!"
Quebec felt his stomach sink and contract as America stood there and laughed, unaware that he was close to one of the world's most closeted secrets.
Quebec bit his tongue and let the sharp pain keep him from screaming aloud. Instead, he replied back, "Nice to meet you too."
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