Chapter Text
*Somewhere in the
Canadia
Canadian wilderness, many years ago
. . .
Canada: (Plays in a stream with his bear.) Don't go out too far, Kumajo!
France: (Is going through the thick wilderness, looking for the little territory he's begun to colonize recently. Seeing the small blond playing in a nearby stream, he wanders over, setting down his things. Smiling pleasantly.) Bonjour, Canada~.
Canada: (Stumbles over the wording, though he's still able to chirp quietly, in a happy manner.) B-Bonjour, Mons-monsieur France!
France: (Smiles, proud of the little one. He comes over and sits on the bank of the stream.) 'Ow 'ave you been, Canada?
Canada: Bon! Kumacho and I were just playing and looking for fish!
France: That sounds like fun~. 'Ave you spotted any yet?
Canada: Oui, I caught one earlier, but- (Frowns sadly.) -it got away.
France: (Mirrors the frown, but steadily brings back the gentle and cheery smile.) Oh, that's too bad. But I am sure that you'll 'ave no trouble catching another~. Oui?
Canada: (Nods, smiling back.) Kumago is good at catching them too, so that's why we're out here. He's hungry and we haven't eaten since yesterday, so we're trying to get food.
France: (Eyebrows flit up.) You 'ave not eaten since yesterday? Would you like 'elp catching some fish?
Canada: (Politely waves France off with a shy smile.) You don't have to, Mr. France. I know you travel a lot when you're here, so you should rest!
France: (Shakes his head, getting up to grab something from his pack.) Nonsense. Everyone should be able to eat! If you are 'ungry, then I do not deserve rest until you 'ave eaten! (With a small net, he returns and wades into the stream, looking for fish.)
Canada: Thank you pa- Mr. France! (Smiles, looking around for the elusive fish.)
France: (Smiles at the slight slip. This won't be very hard at all~. He looks around for the fish, stilling when he sees one slipping through the water. Carefully, lowers the net and scoops up the fish, trapping it. Quieter than normal not to scare the other fish away.) Canada! I caught one for you!
Canada: (Trots over eagerly, eyes going big at the size of the fish.) It's a big one too! Kumaso and I will be able to share it with you!
France: That is very generous of you, Canada. Merci~. Shall we? (Glances to the shore.)
Canada: Oui, papa! (Eye go big as he looks at France, slightly fearful.)
France: (Eyes slightly widen right back, mostly at the fearful look, before softening kindly with a bit of a smile.) Come on, little one. There's no need to be afraid of papa France, oui?
Canada: (Nods, following alongside, Kumajiro trotting behind. Hesitantly.) M . . may I? Call you papa?
France: (Smiles.) Of course. May I ask you something?
Canada: Oui, of course papa.
France: (Sets up everything for cooking the fish, talking as he works with the same pleasant expression.) Would you like to be one of my colonies? Of course, you would still be able to do what you like, but with some added benefits. You could even come live with moi, if you like~. (Smiles at him, looking for an expression either way.)
Canada: I wouldn't have to stay with you in your house forever, would I?
France: Non, of course not. If you 'ad the strength and the desire to be a nation like me, I would not stop you.
Canada: (Beams.) What does being your colony en-entail?
France: (Smiles back at the beaming to-be colony.) My people settling on your land, trading with your people, and our people 'elping each other when they are in need. You, dear Canada, need do only one thing, besides ally with me.
Canada: (Cocks his head to the side with a questioning look.)
France: (Puts up a finger like "one second" and pulls over his pack, pulling out a wrapped up bracelet, buried to protect it. He pulls it out, showing it to the colony.) You need only wear this pretty bracelet, to show that you are my colony~.
Canada: (Is very confused. He has no idea about bracelets or collars or anything like that.) A bracelet to show I’m your colony? Is that normal?
France: (Nods, explaining.) Most nations use bracelets to claim their young colonies. I am no exception to this.
Canada: (Makes a face of understanding.) Oh .
France: (Nods.) Oui. (Is working on the fish.) Take your time forming your answer.
Canada: (Watches as papa guts the fish and puts it over the fire, Canada contemplating it the whole time. It's after they've all eaten that Canada responds.) Oui, I would like to become your colony, papa.
France: (Smiles.) Bon. I am very glad. (He pulls out the bracelet.) May I?
Canada: (Holds out his wrist shyly, nodding.) Oui, papa.
France: (Gently pulls on the bracelet, clipping it on. He nods in approval, holding out his arms.) Now come and embrace your papa France~!
Canada: (Wraps his arms around papa's waist, grinning.) You'll love me forever, papa? You won't forget me?
France: (Chuckles, grinning right back.) 'Ow could anyone forget you, little one? I promise. I shall love and remember you forever .
Canada: Je t'aime, papa. (Giggles as he's picked up, kissing France on the cheek.)
France: Je t'aime, mon garçon. (Kisses the little colony's cheek as well, smiling at him.) Do you like it?
Canada: Oui, I won't take it off for a long time. (Smiles. He loves his papa.)