//(1763, Paris)//

Mama was yelling at him in the kitchen. She was screaming something in english to him, the only words Canada could make out were names.

"NO! Yua cent tarn Canada ontu sum english twat! Hi's already besterd loki yua, Britan! Yua end yuar dambess Thirteen cen hot thi road!" My mama screamed. She was really angry at him, even angrier then when I accidently walked into her office.

Something crashed against the wall and Canada held his ears. He doesn't like when his mama's angry.

"BLUUDY HILL FRANCE! Eri yua insane?! Canada os mach bittir woth mi thin e sociopath like yua, pllas yua dun't hevi e choice du yua?" Yelled back the other guy in the room. He had a funny accent and was really mad as well.

The two kept fighting and screaming. He slouched down to the floor, holding his ears. Canada's Grandpa, Kingdom of France joined in, he was even angrier then France. Soon enough though, they were all quiet and left the room with a small piece of paper.

Grandpa grabbed Canada by the arm and threw him up to the ground. He muttered some complaints about Canada's tardiness. "You have two minutes to grab your things, Mr Britain is taking you home."

"Wha...What?" He slapped Canada's wrist. "Sorry... I'll get my shoes."

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Mr. Britain's house is really fancy. It has pretty white walls of marble and lots of portraits. There was this big one of him in his fancy king wear, one of him and Thirteen in his office. Speaking of Thirteen Colonies, Canada thinks he's sorta nice.

"Su yua dun't spiek english roght?"

"What?"

He blinked in dumbfounded confusion. "wueh... lotirelly unly french?"

"French? Um yeah. My mama doesn't like me speaking english."

Thirteen colonies wrapped his arm around Canada's shoulder. "Don't worry I know a little french. Britain teaches me some." He flipped his hair and grabbed Canada's shoes and coat, the only items from his old home. "Now let's get you all fixed up."

//(Modern day)//

"I swear to god if I hear one more argument from those two I'm going to stab them." Manitoba grumbled and flopped onto his pillow. He was of course talking about the states and provinces two doors over who were fighting 24/7.

"Al' just hasn't had something to light on fire since she got rid of those rats. Give her a break." Saskatchewan shrugged and rolled a dice. She moved her piece three spaces and bought a property. "Y'know if those atlantics could stop hogging the uno deck I'd love to play that."

Nebraska huffed, "They treat UNO way too seriously in the east. Monopoly is much better."

Dead silence.

"Remind me not to bring up board games with you ever again." Illinois grumbled, paying Manitoba rent for being on his property. "You know, monopoly money looks a lot like your dollar-"

"Don't you dare, don't make this interaction as bad as how we met." Whispered Manitoba.

///

"You have very pretty hair Hawaii!" Nunavut said as Hawaii tended to their potted flowers. "Very long and wavy, like Ontario's."

Hawaii turned and gave a little smile. "I guess, though it's not as pretty as my hair back when I was independent."

Nunavut ran off her small bed and to them. "Yuki and North think my hair is pretty too! But not as pretty as yours!"

Hawaii put down their plant and kneeled down to Nunavut's height. "Of course your hair is very beautiful. You should really take off that hood sometime."

Nunavut's eyes gleamed and she bounced up and down. "If I take my hood off will you do my hair?"

Hawaii patted Nunavut's head. "Sure, as long as your big brother doesn't let this bloody room freeze to death!" Hawaii looked to Northwest Territories with a death stare.

Northwest looked up from his book and huffed, walking over to the thermostat. Nunavut's smile gleamed brighter.

///(1920s, Moose Jaw)///

"ALBY! Get out of there! You're going to trip and die!" Saskatchewan screamed at Alberta, who was playing around.

Alberta stuck her tongue out. "Sounds like you just don't want me finding anything here! Whatcha' hiding this time? Banana bread?"

Manitoba rolled his eyes. "Alby, I swear you are so immature."

"It's Al' now!" ALberta rolled her eyes and walked around the building a bit more. That's, of course, until she omnusily fell down through the floor.

"ALBERTA!" The two remaining provinces ran to dig Alberta out of the hole but they were met with a thumbs up.

"Called it! Didn't think you'd hide a whole tunnel system from us sis!" Alberta flipped her hair and Sask looked to the side in shame. "So where does this lead to anyway... Montreal? Can we go pull a prank on Quefbec!"

Sask shrugged. "Well not really. That tunnel goes down to-"

"Chicago. And you ain't leaving anytime soon." Illinois stepped out of the tunnel's dark shadow and showed a small pistol, pointing it at Alberta then Manitoba

"You're holding a whole guy down here? That is just epic. Someone could make a picture film out of this. Manitoba make plans to meet with British Columbia."

Manitoba facepalmed. "He isn't her hostage, why would she give a prisoner a gun. I know Sask isn't that smart but-"

She shoved his shoulder. "HEY! That was super rude." Saskatchewan bickered.

Illinois dropped his shoulders and looked dumbfounded. "Uh... are none of you worried about your safety?"

"Oh please, the only thing we're scared of these days is Canada and grain prices." Alberta smiled. "Now it'd be lovely if you either left or stayed long enough BC can get over here with her camera. We'll call it Saskatchewan's basement isn't just smelly."

Sask shook her head. "Leave the naming to someone else."

"Oh please, your name is the bane of existence of anyone writing a map."

///(Modern day)///

"You have very pretty braids. I feel bad taking them out." Hawaii said as they slid out braid by braid.

Nunavut nodded. "It took me a long while to grow it back out this long."

"You got a haircut?"

"Not one I wanted. North got me out, but not before they got my hair. Manitoba wasn't as lucky." Nunavut fiddled with one of her long curly hairs. "Was your hair ever short?"

Hawaii thought for a moment, slowing to a stop. "No, America offered to, I refused. I refuse to change for him, for anyone! I wish they'd just leave me the hell alone!"

Nunavut put a hand on Hawaii's. She held her hand there for a minute as Hawaii's breathing slowed. Hawaii unbraided the final lock of hair and a bit shined in the windows light. They ruffled Nunavut's curly hair and planted a small flower in the side. "All done, do you like it?"

Nunavut looked into a mirror and bounced up and down. She raced to give Hawaii a big hug. "I love it, I love it, I love it! NORTH! Don't you think Hawaii made me look pretty?"

North looked up from the book again and stared at Nunavut. "I've got to get used to you wearing your hair out. Your hair is very pretty."

Nunavut beamed and squeezed Hawaii even harder. "Thank you so much! You should be an honorary big sibling!"

Hawaii patted Nunavut's head and let out a small giggle. "Of course, I'd love to have a honorary little sister."

///

"That was such an awkward way to meet. I'm still unsure why you had those tunnels anyway." Illinois yawned as he placed a hotel on his property.

Sask shrugged. "I'm as clueless as you are."

"We never got to make that movie though... think about how much money we could make." Manitoba huffed, rolling the dice.

"Wouldn't BC make all the money though?" Nebraska asked.

Saskatchewan flipped one of her ponytails, "Oh please, It had my name in it."

"Name that makes every elementary student hate you."

"Oh shut up, just sound it out! Sask-at-chew-an."

"Wens-day, but no it's Wed-nes-day. Sounding out has never worked."

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Nunavut + litreally anything = wholesome scene