An Awkward Encounter (part 1)

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*Hello ladies and gents and welcome to the first ever chapter in this book. Now I know what you all are going to say. Really could you be any less original. And before you all go complaining I am not doing this for popularity levels I just have many thoughts and need to get them out. So there are going to be a few rules before I start.
1) these stories are going to be based on a thought I get randomly
2) this will be updated randomly
3) You can send me suggestions to make a short story about.
4) I might just make one of these into a real book if enough people want it.
So today's thought is:
•Canada is really perverted when alone or with people he's comfortable with. So yeah, let's get into this!*

《Warning this chapter has mildly sexual content written by someone who is inexperienced in this form. Beware.》

This was the second to last day of the week long meeting and when the meeting had ended and America was heading home, just about ready to crash on his couch as soon as he saw it but it seems life had other plans. "Hey, America?" Hearing the quiet voice America turned to his slightly taller brother. "Yeah bro?" He asks.

"Is it okay if I crash at your place? My room got canceled and there aren't any other near hotels that have available rooms to stay in." His brother said bashfully scratching his head, as his bear kept asking for food. "Of course dude! What kind of hero would I be if I didn't help you?" He said before breaking into his heroic laugh.

America's house hadn't been that far away from the meeting so they walked for a good 20 minutes in silence, just enjoying the others company. America had a lot of time to think during this good 20 minutes and his mind started to wander. 'When was the last time Canada had visited?' He asked. He remembers Canada visiting a few weeks ago and something really awkward happening, but he couldn't remember what it was. Eh, it's probably nothing. He thought giving his shoulders a shrug.

~time skip~

(America's POV)

Soon enough we had reached my house. "So is there anything you wanted to do?" I asked my brother as I unlocked my door. "Well first I'm going to go and unpack my luggage and call my boss to inform him of the situation. I don't really have any preferences though." He said giving his polar bear Kuma a little squeeze.

"Why don't we do a movie marathon? It'll be just like when we were little!" I suggested. "That sounds nice I'm going to go call my boss." He says as he starts up the stairs. "Okay bro I'll be in the kitchen if you need me!" I yelled before he disappeared around the corner. "Hungry." I heard my brothers bear whine as I felt a tug on my pants. "Okay let's get you some food." I said before walking into the kitchen.

In this room the table was littered with unimportant documents, the sink piled high full of dirty dishes, the floor littered with miscellaneous items, in the corner sat a blue bowl labeled 'Kuma', and the counters were covered in mysterious liquids. I looked around and sighed to myself, as my eyes overlooked my monstrosity of a kitchen. "I should really clean this up." I said sighing. I felt a tug on my pant leg as expectant eyes looked up at me. "Right, food." I made my way to my fridge before I pulled out a fish that I kept just for the occasion.

I slowly leaned over as I put the fish in the bears bowl as he sat excitedly in front of it. While I was laying it down properly so it wouldn't flop out on to the floor I heard the hall door open. "What did your boss say Matt?" I asked but received nothing. "Matt?" I asked questioningly stopping what I was doing. When I was met with silence I just shrugged and finished placing the fish in the bowl.

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