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[welljustwatchme]

A: 1447 Mitchell Road, kitchen

[Canada is in a wonderful mood this morning, humming sea shanties while she makes breakfast and everything. This isn't, in itself, weird at all. It happens at least once a week. Conversation, though, is peppered with helpful (?) comments on how her housemates can have a good day.]Now, Hilda, be sure to keep your

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[backinblackcity]

[Hilda is startled enough to actually wake up properly--she's usually about half awake in the morning.]

Huh? I do keep them in check.

[Cinccino voices her indignation on the matter, as she is far from a disgrace thank you. Samurott just looks uneasy.]

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[welljustwatchme]

But they're all over the place.

[Canada gives Hilda a warm smile, ignoring the Pokemon around. This is for Hilda's own good, obviously. It's the nicest way Canada can put it.]

[backinblackcity]

You've never had a problem with them before.

[welljustwatchme]

Not that I've said.

C

[freakinblur]

[Seeing a scuffle on his neighor's lawn, Scout shows up, sawed-off shot gun at the ready!

Except it seems to be two identical girls having a knife fight. Wow this is kind of hot, maybe they're twins

Scout lowers his gun and looks confused.]

...The hell?

Threadjack - Helping!

[ooeeooahah]

[ Ilsa is seen running to the back of the house, and comes out moments later with the garden hose, and proceeds to hose the brawling Canadas down (and trying to keep it all out of the tulip beds) while shouting at them. ]

Both of you stop that! You'll ruin the flower bed!

[welljustwatchme]

[If she was fighting her twin, one of them would have a house on fire by now, let's be honest here. As it is, they've both gotten a few good slices and stabs in, so both of their sensible housedresses have more blood than is absolutely necessary. The water seems to surprise both of them, the imposter scowling in the crowd's direction while the true Canada takes a broad, soaking step away, knife still at the ready.]

Hate to tell you, Ilsa, but water's not a very good weapon. Help if you're going to help.

[Canada makes a face at her mouthy doppelgänger for that, but doesn't comment, catching her breath.]

[ooeeooahah]

[ Ilsa keeps the water on the one who speaks, right in the face. ]

I am helping. [ Half over her shoulder to Scout, not taking her eyes off the impostor - ] Shoot this one!

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[hwamei]

[ Opens the door... Oh, it's her friend, Canada! It's awfully nice of her to drop by. ]

Aiya, what an ugly present! It must've been very difficult to pick that one out, huh? Let's put it next to the other crap you liking baking so much.

[welljustwatchme]

[Canada is so pleased to see Taiwan in a good mood!]

Oh, does that mean you haven't ate all of it? And here I was trying to be helpful by not adding to all that junk that'll just make you fat.

[hwamei]

Wah, that's really considerate of you, you know. [ She graciously takes the apple from Canada's hands. ] Making sure your friends don't grow as hideous as you. Oh, don't worry about your muffins. The birds like them a lot!

Come in, come in! Do you want some tea?

[welljustwatchme]

Well, that depends, do you have anything decent or does it all taste like marsh water?

A

[gezellighe]

[. . . huh? Staring at notwife here.]

[welljustwatchme]

Don't look at me like that, you know it's true.

[gezellighe]

Didn't you sleep well?

[He's so concerned. . .]

[welljustwatchme]

I slept fine, but thank you for worrying.

C

[pasodoble]

( ( Spain is only stopping by to visit one of his favorite nations (hint, it's not Netherlands). He's horribly confused to see the two fighting in the front yard and he immediately tries to break the two up, running towards them and trying to find an opening to pull them apart. ) )

Ay, ay, Canada! That's enough! Stop it-- Canada! Canada? Ay, both of you!

[welljustwatchme]

[Whatever mystical uncle powers Spain has kicks in and the Canadas stop trying to cut each other long enough to look at him, each out of breath, still gripping their kitchen utensils turned hunting knives.]

Be careful, or she'll wreck your day, too.

Espagne, you might want to step away.

[Yeah, good luck trying to figure out which one is real if they're both looking out for you.]

[pasodoble]

( ( He's taken back by the warnings, ) )

One moment, one minute-- what's going on here? Cana-- you are Canada right? Both of you? Or. . .

[welljustwatchme]

Yes. [They say it in unison, apparently just to be creepy. It creeps them out, too, though, and the pod Canada scowls, while the real one wrinkles her nose in distaste.]

She's a threat I'm trying to get rid of.