Oh, Maple! [Video/Open to Action]

[maple_happiness]

[Canada gets off the train and frowns down at the pocketwatch. He picks up Kumajiro, who is trotting at his ankles, not wanting him to get lost in this strange place.]

I don't know what's going on, Kumari, but I really don't think I like it. This place is completely deserted...

[The bear looks up at him.]

Who?

I'm Canada! Your owner!

[Canada sighs, not

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[Video] *adds silliness like a boss*

[in_italia]

[Give him a few seconds to put that face to a name.

...Nope, he gives up.]

...America? The fuck?

I see what you did there... :P

[maple_happiness]

[Canada glared at the communicator.]

I'm not America, Romano, I'm Canada!

[He really shouldn't get that upset; he expects it, but even so!]

Bad touch trio gen. 2 is officially complete. Happy day~!

[in_italia]

[Who... oh. Right. That guy.]

Hmph, whatever. Same fucking thing. You're stuck here too, then?

[He's in a particularly great mood today, as far as his moods go, so it's to be expected he doesn't take the time to think over details.]

There's a BTT gen 2?

[maple_happiness]

[No, it's really not the same.]

Um, I'm not that much like America, we just look alike. But yeah, I'm stuck here too. Sounds like there's a lot of us.

[He's not sure why Romano always seems so grouchy, but he's lived with Russia for a neighbor, he can handle it.]

Yup~ Romano, Canada and Germany |D by far the most disfunctional character group.

[in_italia]

[He tilts his head to the side, as if thinking hard.]

Whatever, damnit. I know me, Venneciano, Germany, Prussia, France and Austria are here. And some other bastards, Iunno. Actually, lots of bastards. [With that said, he will offer some tentative not-so-grouchiness, albeit still in a moody tone of voice.] You've got somewhere to go, right? I don't care how used to the cold you are, it's not fucking healthy to stay outside too long.

Well, now it's official, there must be a scene with these three. :D

[maple_happiness]

[Canada nods.]

So, some nations, and then other people. Well, at least it's not a ghost town, like I first thought.

[Surprise keeps him silent for a moment before he answers. That was almost nice! He is used to the cold, but...]

I do, actually, thanks.

That's a horrible idea. Which is to say, it has to happen. It just has to. :D

[in_italia]

Si, unfortunately, it's not a fucking ghost town.

[He rolls his eyes.] Thanks for what, damnit? I didn't offer anything. [Americans Canadians are so wierd.]

Of course it has to happen. Prussia is probably behind arranging it, though. He would do that.

[maple_happiness]

I did hear something about zombies, though... So maybe there are ghosts here. I hope not, if my brother's here. We don't need him freaking out again.

[America flipping out over ghosts never ends well, as Canada knows.]

Nothing, never mind.

[Canada knows enough not to explain why he said thanks. Even if it makes him seem weird.]

Re: Of course it has to happen. Prussia is probably behind arranging it, though. He would do that.

[in_italia]

Zombies? Shit. [He shivers. Thank god he can't remember over half of his time here...] Why the fuck couldn't they have killed the potato bastard...

...You're fucking strange, you know that, bastard? [He shakes his head in annoyance.] Whatever.... Mph, I almost forgot. For god's sake don't read anything into this, damnit, but... what year do you think it is?

Re: Of course it has to happen. Prussia is probably behind arranging it, though. He would do that.

[maple_happiness]

Well, that's what Prussia said, and since he told me to ask France about it I'm pretty sure he wasn't joking.

[Canada shrugs, not bothered by being called strange.]

We're all strange, depending on who's looking. Better than being forgettable. And the year? January 2012, the holidays just ended. It was a much calmer Christmas than usual.

What would I read into a question like that?

[in_italia]

Well I'm looking at you, and you're strange. [He grumbles.] France told me potato head and Venneciano are from 1941, I... didn't want anyone else to be. That's all. Not like I'd care if you had gotten the wrong year, damnit. [Let's not think about that Christmas. Running through the snow to deliver Spain's pants made the whole thing very much the opposite of calm for him.]

[maple_happiness]

You've met my family; France and England raised me and America's my twin. I can't help but be strange.

[It sounded a little mean, but he said it affectionately.]

1941? Weird. I wonder why; everyone else seems to be from more or less the present.

[He ignores Romano's aside about not caring - he's acting a bit like Arthur right now, so Canada has practice in not reacting to that kind of thing.]

[in_italia]

Good point. [He means this in the worst of ways.]

I don't know, it's fucking weird, and I think Venneciano's brain broke because of it. [Not that he really wants to get into detail about that, that would be admitting weakness to someone close to America. And that is always a bad idea. Always.]

[maple_happiness]

[Canada flinches a little; that's horrible.]

Oh... I hope it gets better for him.

[He means what he says. He doesn't know Italy well, but that can't be easy.]

[in_italia]

It fucking better, it's hell living with him right now. [He grumbles.] Actually... you're the first sane person I've talked to since I got here. Imagine that.

[maple_happiness]

[Canada thinks that it might not be helping Italy if his brother's so angry over it, but he doesn't say that, or even let the thought show on his face.]

I'm sure it's just temporary, while he adjusts.

[He really has no idea how to respond to the sane comment.]