Oh Maple.

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Characters: Canada and YOU
Setting: The hallways or wherever
Format: I'm starting in action, but I'll follow you!.
Summary: Matt's woken up and is a little distraught so he's wandering the halls.
Warnings: none yet

The waking up process had frightened him, creating a deep unsettling worry in the pit of his stomach that made him want to be sick. But once it had passed and he'd been able to sit up and look around it had only heightened the sense of worry. Finding his glasses on the table near his bed it took him a moment to collect himself and inspect his surroundings.

THe letters had been his first real imperical proof of the sense of dread he had been feeling. And it only grew once he noticed the room he was in to the extent that he felt like crying. But the scratching and growling form the trunk at the end of his bed made him scramble and throw it open. HIs bed blinked owlishly at him and something seemed to make him feel a little better at seeing the items in his trunk.

After he'd changed and checked the other beds in the room, his bear expressed that he was, in fact, starving. Course the fat little bear was always starving, so Canada simply picked him up with a sigh and made his way out of the room and into the hallways.

Now came the real challenge, where was everything and where was he in relation to those things.

"Oh maple, this sucks."

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[pineandmaple.livejournal.com]

Morning brought the habitual walk down the flights and flights to the kitchen to feed herself and her bottomless pit, and then pick a floor to wander on. Of course, she was only one flight down when she heard the all too familiar noises of confusion.

She poked her head out of the door and blinked.

Was this...

She stepped out, mentally trying to picture him against France and America and anyone else she had a male reference for nations.

"New? You'll be hungry. Ah or Ku--your polar bear will be I bet. Kumarai has me going first thing."

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Matt blinked and couldn't help but flush faintly looking at the girl that had just come down the stairs. More importantly was that she could see him, and what worried him was that she looked much too much like a feminine him.

"Ah, Kumokuro, yeah." he mumbled and pushed his glasses back up on his face. The bear in his arms had other ideas, leaning forward and sniffing at the other bear curiously before asking the age old question.

"Who?"

"Canada" Matt mumbled out of habit and heaved a sigh.

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Well there went all doubt. She...honestly wasn't sure how to go about this now. It was far different meeting other versions of her friends. But herself?

"...Ah Kumapol, come see. You have a friend."

Yes. Yes make her polar bear deal with this first. She knelt to pick her up and smiled, rather fixed at this point. Awkward awkward.

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Matt kept quiet as Kumo sniffed more at the other bear before a pink tongue licked the other bears nose. Not knowing what to think of that, Matt blinked and looked over at the pretty blond girl.

His blush was only getting worse with how awkward the moment was.

"Ah, I'm Matthew. It's nice to meet you, even if... I don't know what Kumokiko is doing."

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She laughed and set her bear back down, giving her a scratch behind the ears. She shifted her weight a little as she thought of how to put it.

"Madeline Williams. I believe he was meeting himself...er. Herself...Alternate universes are confusing."

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Matt blinks a moment and watches her a moment before her words mull over in his head.

"You mean, you're me but not.. me?" even to hismelf it didn't make sense, yet the woman ebfore him certainly held as many traits of him as he knew he had she was just...curvier.

The bear seemed to have enough of Matt's awkwardness and jumped out of the nation's arms to go and sniff at Kumarie as a more interesting creature than the two nations.

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She tugged her hat off her head, watching the random curly hair spring out before she tucked it back under her beret. She wasn't sure if that would help convince her or not, but it seemed to convince plenty of others.

"Yes, I'm Canada. I met your America and England...and France. And several others." She found herself trailing off into babbling and caught it before she listed every nation in the tower.

"I'm sorry, it must be hard to believe."

[thisclinchesit]

At some point during Canada's foray through the tower, he and the bear shall cross paths with Shoutarou, who upon seeing Canada will stare inappropriately.

Because he is quite confused. Since the man's carrying the bear, he can't quite see Matt's chest - but the detective's focused more on the other's face.

"...Miss Madeline, did you get a haircut?" The detective motions at his own hair a bit as he says this.

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"Ah, Madeline? Oh, you must mean the other Canada. No, I'm Matthew." he mumbled and gave a light sigh. "I'm the male Canada." he summed it up as best he could, it was going to be awkward having to explain everything to everyone especially since they knew Maddie and not Matt.

A small voice at the back of his head was laughing at him for being mistaken as a girl. It had happened before and it wasn't something he was overly fond of remembering.

[thisclinchesit]

"Huh, so now we have a pair of Canadas like we have a pair of Frances..." Shoutarou scratched his head, then gave an awkward grin. "My apologies for the mix-up. Since you were carrying the bear, couldn't really see..." he motions with his hand, then stuffs it in his pocket with a huff. "I don't think there's any way I can explain it without coming off like a jerk."

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"Oh, France is here?" Canada blinked and wondered just how many antions were actually in this tower, and how many doubled. He didn't blame the man for mistaking hima s a woman, it'd happened before, even though Matt was six feet tall and had no curves on him to speak of. He assumed it was the curly hair.

"It's okay, I'm Matthew, the other Canada I guess." he offered a hand to the man in greeting.

[thisclinchesit]

"Two of them - one male, one female." The similar hair and facial appearance to Madeline was what tripped Shoutarou up.

"Hidari Shoutarou, private detective," he answered, shaking his hand.

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"Nice to meet you. But yes, I was talking to her, it seems like a parallel world with reverse sexes. It's... different and scares me a little." Matt did not want to think how France could be as a woman, then wondered what it would be like having a mothering figure instead of a pseudo father figure.

It was too much to think about given the circumstance and he shook his head a little to get rid of the thought.

"I guess we're similar other than the fact I'm taller and not as nice to look at." he gave a small smile, girls were prettier to look at and Maddie seemed to be a near carbon copy of him so it was interesting to say the least.

[edes-virag.livejournal.com]

Trying to make sure that her leg stop aching, Hungary decided to go on routine walks around the Tower in hopes of making it feel less and less stiff. It had been quite a while since the incident with the power outage but all in the same, it felt almost as bad as some of the scars on her back when certain dates arrived.

Sighing and forcing herself to walk straight, and somewhat dignified, Hungary nearly collided in to the poor Male Nation before stumbling to catch herself on a close by wall. "Oh sh-- I'm sorry I- didn't see you there." She said in rather sheepish embarrassment. Really now, how could she not see someone as tall as him was beyond her.

"I hope I didn't hurt you?"

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Matt's first reaction was to steady the woman who had knocked into him, he was rather used to it at this point so he gave her a small smile. Upon more notice he was happy to note that she was a familiar face at many of the world meetings he'd been to. Even if she didn't remember him at all.

"It's okay Miss Hungary, I'm fine. Are you alright?" he asked in his quiet voice, holding out a hand to her in case she did need some help.

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"Yes, I'm- I'm alright."Confused, but alright. She took his hand and steadied herself on her bad leg for the moment. Hitting in to him threw off her balance just a bit but it was easily returned with his aid.

"It's nice to see a familiar face." She said with a smile. "How long have you been here?"

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Matt easily looped an arm around her back to help steady her and take the weight off of her leg once he noticed she was favouring it.

"I woke about an hour ago at most. Can you explain to me where exactly I am? The letter was depressing at best." he gave a shy smile and helped her move away from the wall.

[edes-virag.livejournal.com]

Well that was certainly different. She was more so used to either Austria just offering a hand or Gilbert just pushing her back over to her injured leg. So having an arm around to steady her made her cheeks dust in a gentle pink.

"Uh- w-well, this is apparently a sort of- asylum hospital? It's a tower that has us trapped but- they say that our world was destroyed but- if that was true- we wouldn't be here." She frowned but part of her was grateful that she was able to see more familiar faces which helped seal that their world might just be fine and all of this was a big lie.

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"Ah, that would make sense. So, we're all kidnapped in a sense?" he asked and ignored the blush on Hungary's cheeks. He was just being nice and he hated seeing when people were in pain or were struggling. So giving her a hand was just a base reaction.

"What happened to your leg?"

[vanavanushka.livejournal.com]

Ivan was exploring the floor a little more, wanting to see the different rooms, and see if there was a way out of the tower that he was missing (though he had been through the tower at least a dozen times doing the same thing, looking for weaknesses). However this time was a little different. Not in that the tower had anything different physically about it, but this time he saw a small Canadian, someone he certainly recognized.

"Ah, Kanada~ Privet!"

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The voice made him jump, had that been Russia? Turning around he saw the tall man and gave him a friendly smile. He'd never been afraid of the larger nation and had a fairly decent relationship with him despite America telling Matt he was crazy for being around Russia.

"Oh, Russia. You're here?" he asked quietly and set the chubby polarbear he was carrying on the floor. He was more than happy to see a familiar face and offered a hand to shake in greeting to the only nation larger than himself. "It's nice to see a familiar face."

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Russia enjoyed the smaller male's company, especially with their friendly competition over hockey. Or however friendly either of them could be over the sport they both enjoyed. Canada was like him--a northern nation, and he was generally rather nice.

Ivan nodded at the question, looking at Kumajiro for a moment, before smiling back at Matthew. "I am being here," he moved to shake the other's hand, nodding. "I am happy to be seeing you too. Though I am wishing we were not being here to be seeing each other."

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"Yes, I haven't been here long but I've heard a bunch of things about the tower... none of them seem very nice." Matt sighed and put his hands in his pockets.

"What have you been doing around here, Russia? I can't imagine there is much to do but climb stairs."

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"I do not find this tower very nice at all," Ivan replied a little wryly, frowning and shifting slightly, rubbing the back of his head. "I never did like being someplace I could not get out of, though."

He frowned and shrugged a little, looking thoughtful. "Thinking of ways to get out. Ah, there is a library.... I have spent a bit of time there.... Or in one of the floors that lead to outside air.... Some of the other floors can be very ah... time consuming if you are getting lost in them too...." He shifted slightly.

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"Are you okay? You seem anxious." The canadian asked, even as intimidating as Russia was to some of the other countries, Matt had no issues talking to the man or showing concern for him. If anything could be said Matt really had no fear of him other than being sat on, which was just annoying.

"I'm glad they have a floor that goes out to get fresh air, even though there's a forest on one of the floors here I'd imagine it'd feel like a giant greenhouse to walk around in."