To say that Matthew Williams the personification of Canada was pissed would be the understatement of the century. He was beyond pissed! In fact one could say he was absolutely livid. Now there weren't many things that could make Matthew mad, but one of the things that did make him mad was when someone touched his little brother, Alfred. Every nation knew this little fact and tried to resist making any physical contact with the American personification. Though it was a little bit difficult as the younger nation was known to be quite the hugger even to his rivals/enemies.

Well guess what? Apparently some asshole didn't get the frickin' memo cause said asshole kissed his brother and without his consent no less. It was an act that Canada could never forgive no matter who the man was. To Matthew all that human was is a dead man walking.

Canada was currently searching for said human that seemed to be named 'Maxwell' in the world conference building where he knew that Maxwell would still be. And he had to congratulate Alfred for kicking him that....place and getting away from that creep. He taught his brother so well. Matthew knew some of the other nations were probably looking for him so he had to find Maxwell quickly.

Matthew was about to go search in a different wing of the building but saw who he was looking for and smirked in joy. Maxwell stood at the end of the hall talking on the phone about something that the Canadian couldn't hear. Well Lucky him! Canada smirked once again and slowly but quietly snuck his way over to where the human was talking to the person on the other side of the cell phone. As Canada got closer he could hear some of the conversation that was taking place.

"I just don't know what to do Ty. I mean to shower him with more love and gifts that anyone could ever dream of, but he always seems to reject me even after I confessed my undying love for him. Please tell me what I'm doing wrong!" Maxwell rambled to 'Ty' who was actually his sister Tyler, but he called her Ty for short. Tyler sighed and slouched in the chair she was sitting in. She was just checking out some new songs for some of her clients when her older brother Maxwell called seeking romantic advice of all things.

"Well Maxy, did you even consider the fact that this guy might not like you that way?" Tyler asked while going through a list of songs she thinks that her friend Alfred wouldn't mind trying. Maxwell grew furious at the question and began to rant. "Of course he loves me! He just doesn't realize it yet and when he does I'll be there to hold him in my arms! I mean what's not to love?! I'm smart, I'm handsome, I'm--" Canada decided that he had had enough of the human man's talking and rushed at him.

The unexpectedly took out one of his legs with the hockey stick causing the human to drop the cell phone and fall to his knees in both shock and pain. Canada picked up the phone and held it close to his mouth. "Sorry Maxwell has some business to attend to. He'll call you back later, if he can still speak that is." Without any regard for the other person on the phone, Canada hanged up the phone and tossed it to the side.

In New York Tyler huffed as the phone call was cut off. Man her brother sure did work with some weird people........then again she worked with and was friends with Alfred so she had no room to talk. Tyler put her phone and just continued to look at the list of songs not knowing the trouble her brother was in.

Back in Washington D.C Canada was slowly yet menacingly stalking towards Maxwell like a predator to prey as the human male attempted but failed to crawl away from the mysterious man who just attacked him for no reason at all. Canada couldn't help but find amusement in Maxwell's pathetic attempt at escaping him. This man truly was pathetic. Once Canada reached the injured man he crouched down to his level on the floor, glaring the human in the eyes misty grey clashing with sharp amethyst.

"Do you know who I am, human?" Canada asked as Maxwell frantically shook his head at the clearly insane man. He smelled oddly of maple syrup and pancakes. He carried around the same aura Alfred did so Maxwell concluded that this must be another personification. The most likely option was Canada as he wore a maple leaf hoodie and brandished a hockey stick that had some dried blood on it.

"Well my name is Canada and you have recently been harassing my little brother, I think you know him as Alfred or America?" Canada spoke in a serious tone as he addressed what the man had done to his brother. Maxwell gawked. This was one of Alfred's brother?! Were they all this scary? "So your one of Alfred's brothers huh? Yes I do know Alfred and I love him with all my heart so for you to accuse me of harassing him so very offensive." Maxwell snarled at Matthew which only seemed to make him angrier.

Matthew swung the hockey stick at the human's face effectively breaking his nose as well as giving him a concussion. "Don't speak his name you swine! You have no right to, and kissing him against his will isn't love that just assault you sick bastard!" Canada ended that sentence on with a swing at the man's arm breaking it as well causing Maxwell to grunt in pain.

"He" punch "will" hit "never" kick "love" swing "you!" Matthew ended the beat by slamming his stick into the man's head effortlessly knocking him unconscious. Canada smiled down at the beaten man and turned around to head back to the conference room........

.............only to be faced with his beloved brother staring at him with wide eyes.

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