The American Canadian Meet Up

Back at McDonald's...

Canada: "H-Here, cola?"

DC: "Hah...thanks..."

The two sat in the booth in the intense silence. Both had no idea what to say, but DC was choking and didn't touch her cola. Canada was fiddling with his thumbs, which his bear, Kumajiro, was trying to nudge his nose in between. DC raised her head, clawing her fingers through her hair in stress.

DC: "You're a country. You're Canada. My little sister's country-!!!"

Canada: "Miss DC, calm down, please! Look, I didn't know you were a capital either. Rather more, I had no idea that you capitals even existed...."

DC: "Well, who's the unnoticeable now?"

DC had to explain about the capital to the country system and what was going on with the pieces of her memory that she retrieved. Canada explained a little on his backstory on his relationship with America. DC, in particular, was a little disappointed and miserable about this announcement, but with a strong sense of understanding. He's just as invisible as Ottawa was to her, but at least she could remember him.

Canada: "Haha, at least you can...see me."

DC: "My memories aren't exactly as impaired thinking about you as it is with...my little sister."

Canada: "She's my capital, right? So her name...has to be Ottawa, eh?"

DC: "Ottawa...hey! I wrote that down somewhere!"

She whips out her journal and flips back to a small corner of a recent page, pointing at it for Canada to see.

DC: "There! There!"

Canada: "Haha...you really are the capital of America..."

DC: "...Really? Well, I'm glad to hear that."

Canada: "U-Um, your welcome."

DC: "But none of that now! We-I need to find my sister! Ottawa!"

Canada: "You know, if you need help...I'm right here. You don't really need to look for her alone..."

Personally, Canada didn't really want to leave her. For one, DC, if she's anything else like America, is probably going to be all confident and extra looking for her, which, he figures from experience, might take longer and therefore, DC might forget about what they were doing. Next issue is the slightly-embarrassing selfish one. But besides, that, it was probably his main motive. It was the fact, in his mind, that she was America, his older...sister and that she knew him and cared about him. It was a dream, really, but meeting DC made it come true a little.

America: "Hey, Ottawa...Ottawa! Hey, open, up dude! Er, dudette!"

Manila: "You can call her Color, try to sound a little bit less...scary and demanding."

America: "...Okay, uh, hey Color? You can come out now, um, we're not gonna hurt you."

Ottawa: *sniff...sob...*

The three were still in the Starbucks and after the crowds started thinning out they were trying to coax Ottawa who was the only one inside the bathroom and was kinda barricading herself in with Kimijuri.

America: "...Ottawa?"

Manila: "Urgh, she isn't picking up..."

America: "Picking up? Who're you trying to call right now?"

Manila: "Wait, wait, ah! Here it is! Hey, Color~?"

[DC]: "Vanilla? Hey, how's my nephew been doing? How's Pearly? She there? Tell her I said hi."

A skittery female voice filtered out of the speaker of Manila's phone. She sounded kind of busy like she was itching to close the call and resume whatever she was doing.

Manila: "U-Um, where are you right now?"

[DC]: "Uh, sorry, kiddo, I can't go to the other side of the world right now. I'd love to see you and Pearly, but I'm, um, in a sticky situation at the moment."

Manila: "What? No, no, no! I'm in the Canadian landform!"

[DC]: "Canada? You're in-!? HEY! Y'know you could've told me you were coming over! Where are you, the airport?!"

Manila: "No! We're at a Starbucks!"

[DC]: "Starbucks? Which Starbucks? Wait, what do you mean, 'we're'? Pearly, she-?"

Manila: "Again, no, ate! I'm with Tatay! Can you talk to Otter Pop? She won't leave the bathroom..."

[DC]: "YOU GUYS ARE IN THE OTTAWAN LANDFORM TOO!? Guys! Seriously!? Hey, bro, where's the nearest Starbucks?"

There was small frantic murmuring behind the other end. Manila started calling for DC again when she couldn't get a solid answer from whoever she was talking to.

Manila: "Just talk to her on the phone! It's on speaker and she's pressing against the door on the other side."

[DC]: "...Okay, put her on."

Manila goes over and presses his phone on the door. DC sucked in a deep breath and slowly called out...

[DC]: "Ottawa, sis?"

Ottawa: "....!?"

[DC]: "Don't worry, I've been saying your name for the past...uh, I dunno, what time is it-? Y'know what? Nevermind that, uh, but anyways, I know your name...for know, er..."

Ottawa: "....."

[DC]: "Look, I'm sorry, I lost you and I'm outside a McDonald's with someone you gonna wanna meet."

Ottawa: "W-What...?"

[DC]: "Vanilla's with 'Tatay', huh? Nice to know that you've met him already."

Ottawa: "Y-You mean you-!?"

[DC]: "Naw, you lucky. I've met someone else. You wanna talk to him, sis?"

Ottawa: "....put him on."

Manila: "....Who is she talking about?"

America: "Huh..."

There was some moving on DC's end and Manila watched America's eyes glaze over like he wasn't seeing but thinking about something important.

[Canada]: "Ottawa? Is that you?"

Ottawa's heart stopped. The tears that she was holding back for clean-up earlier were flooding up again. It wasn't long until she was crying again. This time it was a bit more open and Canada could hear them and he started panicking.

[Canada]: "H-Hey...! U-Um, DC, she's...she's crying...!!!"

[DC]: "I bet she is. Though I don't think she's sad."

[Canada]: "...Really?"

[DC]: "Ask her yourself."

[Canada]: "U-Um...hey, Ottawa? Are you...okay?"

Ottawa: "....More...okay. Never felt better...in all my life...my sister...remembering my name...and hearing...my country's...voice...."

Canada knew what she was thinking. He knew what she felt. But he hadn't felt complete what she did because America never remembered him ever. But after meeting DC he felt like America might have a reason that he can't remember him. But why, though? Why can't these two individuals remember their younger siblings for longer than a few short hours or even minutes...?

[DC]: "Okay, okay, Otter Pop girl, we're coming around the corner, 'kay? Oh! I see the Starbucks~! Vanilla, you tell Tatay to get us a frappuccino!"

[Canada]: "I-I...really don't want a-"

[DC]: "Make it TWO frappuccinos!"

Ottawa/Manila: *sigh~*

They were able to get Ottawa outside the bathroom and waiting outside was DC and Canada sitting down with two frappuccinos but instead of drinking his, Canada gave his to Ottawa who broke down into tears again. Ottawa noticed that DC and America seemed to be doing a staring contest and they looked really serious until America broke the tension by smiling which startled DC a little.

America: "So you're my capital, aren't ya, Color-Splattered Brain."

DC: "...I can't believe you knew that other half."

America: "Oh, please I know all of your nicknames aren't just one word. Mango-Vanilla Ice Cream, Maple Otter Pop, and...yes, Pearly."

Ottawa: "Hey...what is the rest of Pearly's...nickname?"

America: "...."

America didn't face Ottawa but at DC, still smiling he mouthed...

America: 'The Laughing Insane Pearl of Natural Disasters'

DC: "......"

She only grimaced in response, downing the rest of her frappuccino to hide her expression. Due to his silence, Ottawa figured nothing more of it and was too distracted about what Kimijuri and Kumajuro were doing as Canada and she had a decent conversation. Manila was playing with the polar bears so he didn't notice either. But Ottawa had an idea, though didn't cling to it, that there was something heavier there.

DC: "So, America..."

America: "Yeah, DC?"

DC: "....You knew about us didn't you."

America: "Naw...not all the way, I suppose. But...I guess you could say my brain wasn't so vibrantly color-splattered."

DC: "Stupid. The more vibrant, harder to see."

America: "...I guess you could say that."


Tatay = Dad

'Tatay, ang kanyang nakatatandang kapatid na babae ay DC' = Dad, her older sister is DC

So! What capitals do you guys want to see their countries next? Or do you guys wanna go in a little more depth? Maybe add something to Moscow and her crew? Any requests? I'll take anything!

Well, as long as it isn't...something...you know.

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