towerofanimus | Oh Maple.

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[ou] canada

Oh Maple.

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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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."

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.

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.

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."

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."

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.

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."

"America, England and France are here?" he blinked, still trying to connect everything she was telling him. It was quite a bit to get together all at once. But he was certain that the woman was him, er.. her... Canada.

"It's a bit different I didn't imagine I'd be so um...curvy?" now he sounded like France and he blushed more. He could be really articulate sometimes and it seemed he was failing at that moment. But before he could panic his stomach growled and he looked down.

"Ah, I guess you could explain things while I get something to eat?"

"I'm afraid you missed Netherlands...He's disappeared." She commented, but at his next remark she flushed and crossed her arms over her chest. She wasn't as busty or curvy as some of the other nations but it was enough to be occasionally self conscious over. She longed for her proper oversized shirts and jackets sometimes.

"A-Ah...yes of course." A call for manners overrode her awkwardness and she made for the staircase, "I'm afraid it's quite a walk. It's down more than a dozen flights."

"Oh, well, maybe he went back home." he gave her a reassuring smile and motioned for her to lead him down the stairs only stopping to scoop Kumojiro up into his arms.

"Good thing I hike often, I guess there are a lot of stairs here?"

"There isn't much of a home to go back to..." She barely said aloud, but lifted her shoulders back up immediately and smiled, a bit too wide to be completely genuine.

"At least a dozen flights. You work off all the food coming back up, I imagine. The kitchen is on the bottom floor." She trotted off down the stairs.

"You actually believe the letter? I have a hard time finding that true if all of the nations aren't here." he said quietly. He didn't want to believe that all he had worked for and suffered for had been dismantled and he was trapped here.

Matt followed Maddie quietly, he did agree there were a lot of stairs but he assumed it wasn't nearly as bad as if he went hiking in the rockies or up north. "I don't think working off food is an issue for me, America maybe."

"Well the ice cream menu we have right now might change your mind...but honestly, the room that shows me the destruction of our land...It's very convincing."

She held Kumaro tighter, burying her face in her fur. She hated remembering that.

"Oh that sounds....um....unpleasant." He didn't know what to do and felt like the female version of hismelf could use a hug, even if he did make a face at the ice cream menu. He loved Ice cream but having it constantly was a bit much.

Taking a step toward her he put a hand on her shoulder gently, getting her to stop. "Really, I think we'll go home at some point."

Her smile strained a little at his reassurance. She had felt the death of her people in that viewfinder. She didn't want to believe it was real after all but...

"Of course. We'll go home." She repeated his words and nodded, "I suppose it's just a matter of having faith until then."

"Hey, faith has taken me this far, that and hard work. But I think we'll get out of here...er... do you want a hug? J-just because you look like you need one and er... yeah." Matt's face flushed and he closed his mouth once he noticed he was rambling. Honestly, he could be so awkward at times he couldn't believe himself.

Canada touched her face as if she could feel the emotions she was apparently showing. She would rather keep that under wraps. She resolved to buck up and be more optimistic... yet she could hardly say no to a hug.

"If you'd like to give me one--um that's fine." Really, she was more awkward around her other self than anyone it seemed.

Matt decided to ignore her awkwardness she was him wasn't she? In a sense... It was really beginning to give him a headache so instead of thinking too much about it he wrapped his arms around her in a simple hug.

It wasn't as awkward as he imaged actually.

Her awkwardness didn't so much so disappear as didn't really matter. He was hugging her. It was nice...if a bit strange. She returned the hug with a gentle squeeze and smiled.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." he gave a small smile, it was odd hugging the female version of himself but he was glad that he could make her feel even slightly better.

"It's nice...well let's take these stairs then." She put a hand on his arm and led him down the stairs, pausing as something occurred to her.

"Oh--um. If the lake on one floor freezes over, do you want to help me teach Taiwan how to play hockey...or ice skate first?"

Matt couldn't help but smile at the mention of hockey. "Should teach her to skate first, most tropical nations don't realize how much ankle support you need. But, I'd like to help, maybe teach a few people to play hockey."

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