RusCan: Snowy Relationships

Chapter 27: Heureux, pas triste

This story was influenced by "Giving In" by Artificial.

Chapter 27: Heureux, pas triste

The two nations walked in awkward silence down the entrance hallway of the meeting building. Russia peeked over at the Canadian, his face was still pale from the little heart accident. He walked quietly and held onto to Kumajirou tightly, that wasn't the best way to start off the day...

"Don't you watch horror movies?" Russia asked breaking the silent walk.

"Yeah." Canada said, he didn't look toward the Russian.

"Then why did you freak out?"

Canada shot a look toward him. "There's a huge difference between a movie and real life!"

"Good point..." Russia said. "It's still as gory though."

"Russia. Huge difference." Canada looked toward him. "And I'm not a doctor but I'm pretty sure your heart falling out isn't a good thing."

"It happens all the time."

"That's not good Russia...." Canada sighed. "Look just drop the subject and keep your heart inside you eh?"

"I'll have to take it out again." Russia smiled his devilish smile. "It was funny to see you flip like that." Canada could feel his face getting paler with the thought of him doing it again, he moaned. "Matvey. It's a joke."

"No it's not." Canada glared.

"Da. You're right. It's not." Russia devilish smile appeared again as Canada moaned more. "Joke again."

"Liar." Canada said. Completely out of no where, someone grabbed onto Canada and turned him around. Russia turned to look when Canada was head-butted and pushed into the wall.

"Stupid America!" Cuba yelled as Canada slid down against the wall, holy maple that hurt. Russia looked back to the boy and Cuba.

"C-Cube. I'm not America." Canada said holding onto his head.

"Yeah right! Don't you try that with me again!" Cuba cracked his knuckles and got ready to pound the poor boy.

"C-Cuba!" Canada yelped. "I'm Canada!"

"Uh huh. I'm not stupid! I know you're not Canada!"

"Cuba." Russia came in. "Take another look." Cuba looked at the Russian, he didn't realize the Russian was even there, and then took another look at Canada. Canada looked up a bit as he rubbed his head. Cuba blinked.

"C-Canada." Cuba realized his mistake. "I, um, did it again didn't I?"

"Kinda." Canada said. Cuba was embarrassed with his mistake, for probably the thousandth time, and helped the Canadian back to his feet.

"I-I'm really sorry Canada!" Cuba apologized.

"I-it's fine Cuba. Next time look before head butting someone... and why would you even head butt me, or, uh, America?" Canada leaned against the wall and continued rubbing his head, he felt really dizzy now.

"Well... I don't know really. Figured I would confuse him first..."

"Well it worked. I'm confused alright."

"I'm really sorry Canada. Can I make it up to you?" Cuba said, how many times has he heard that from Cuba? He lost count by now.

"It's fine. Just double look next time please?" Canada said, he learned by now the words "make it up" from Cuba's mouth meant more pain. Every time he would say yes, Cuba would invite him over and end up beating him up again thinking he was America, it was not worth it anymore.