✤ twenty six; (you can't take it anywhere)

[windmill]

[The phone is picked up. For a while, there's silence and the sound of a cigarette being lit. And then,]

Happy Birthday, Canada. Even if it's here, I wish y'the best. Y'deserve it. All of it.

[A long pause, and then Netherlands' languid tone turns hard and determined.]

Listen th'fuck up! Today's Canada Appreciation Day because I goddamn say so!

Comments

[commie_island]

[Waling by because. Hey, someone else noticing Canada...what is this craziness?]

Nice display you got there. Mattie see it yet?

[commie_island]

Try 29 years.

And no, Russia wasn't involved with that one.

[windmill]

...Hm. [well, that's concerning. sigh.]

Which one.

[commie_island]

Bay of Pigs. 1961. When America decided he didn't like my new boss and sent over some people to try and overthrow my govenment.

Yeah, I'm still a little pissed about that.

And no. We didn't say we were Communist till after he invaded. And after that the Boss thought we needed some protection. That's when Russia got involved.

[He digs into a pocket and pulls out a cigar, even if it is crap, thinking about this always makes him irritable.]

And can you blame us? Where else were we supposed to go? Last time I checked America is not someone we'd be able defeat in a full out war by ourselves.

[windmill]

Tch. [a sigh. he almost almost misses the days when they were all brats running around Spain's house. things were simpler, in a way.] I know. But I don't think war is America's goal here. Y'think I'm enjoying this, watching them act out all of this Cold War bullshit again? I'm not.

[commie_island]

Yeah well, the last time I checked, it was still going on at home.

[they were rather...]

I'm just saying. I don't trust him and I'm not about to without good reason.