Scared Of My Own Image

Canada inhaled sharply, organizing his papers for the tenth time. Not because they were messy, no, it was in order to draw attention to himself.

No one noticed. Of course.

Canada tried again. No reaction.

Why won't anyone see me?

Maybe that was because he was the human embodiment of a rare computer virus called C4N4D4, a virus that can go undetected until certain software is downloaded, causing it to crash the computer entirely. It originated in Canada, and so gained the name C4N4D4.

And, just like his virus counterpart, he couldn't be seen unless he made himself seen.

Bu the thing was; no one looked for him. Everyone will check their computer, phone, etc. for a virus once in a while. But why won't they check for him??

"Let the meeting begin!" Germany called out.

"Aren't we missing someone?" Italy asked.

"Yes, where is Comrade Canada?" Russia asked.

"I'm right here." Canada said.

No one heard him.

"Lazy git." he heard England say.

"Doesn't even bother showing up, does he?" China commented.

"I'm right here!" Canada tried again.

More and more insults flung out about the nation.

Something in him snapped. The right conditions were met.

Canada swept every paper in front of him to the ground, and left. But before he was out of the room, he placed a hand on the light switch. Concentrating, he hacked the internal system in the lights to shut down. Extending the reach of his viral power, he shut down anything else relying on tech in the room.

And then vanished.

Oh, are they going to be sorry.


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