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Prologue

Scotland, Wales and Ireland walked together on their way to the meeting. It was rare that they would attend, but whenever they did, there was always a number of nations that they felt they had to see. And they usually only came along for meetings that would last an entire month. It was still the first day, so they didn't expect to find one of their favourite nations so soon.

And especially in such a state.

Canada was walking in the opposite direction, holding his bear close. The British siblings could see that he was crying, and they immediately felt concern wash over them. Canada didn't seem to notice them, but when they were close enough Wales reached out and grabbed the North American's arm, shocking said nation.

"Matt, what's wrong?" Wales asked.

The Canadian shook his head, and more tears fell down his cheeks. Wales pulled the younger nation into a hug, and Canada clung onto him, sobbing into the elder's chest.

"Come on," Scotland said, reaching out to rub the younger's shoulder. "What happened?"

"It's nothing," Canada said. "I should be used to it by now. But I still don't… I can't…"

"Shh," Ireland soothed. "Start from the beginning."

"I went out for breakfast with America, France and England, and they kind of forgot I was there," Canada explained. "Al then spilled his coffee on me, and I had to go to the bathroom to clean it up. When I got back, they were gone, but they left me the cheque. And when I went to the meeting room, they were sitting together, but they didn't save me a seat, like they said they would. And the seats next to them were already taken. I tried to talk to them about it, but they didn't even notice me. I couldn't take it. This is the first day of the meeting, and it's already a disaster."

Scotland gritted his teeth, and Wales and Ireland exchanged a glance.

"Ever considered getting new friends?" Ireland asked.

"No one else notices or remembers me," Canada said. "And they're supposed to be my family."

"We are too," Scotland said. "You can hang out with us."

"But what about the next meeting? You guys aren't always here."

"What about we help you make some new friends?" Wales asked. "Once they notice you, I'm sure they would never forget you. You're very sweet and likeable, Matthew."

"He's right," Scotland said. "I know. Will, don't you have a spotlight spell or something?"

"Sure."

"What's that?" Matthew asked.

"It's going to lift your invisibility, but only for about a month," Ireland said. "So make sure you make a lasting impression."

"Really? You'd do that for me?"

"Lad, if it means we never have to see you cry like this again," Scotland said, "then we'll do this happily."

I've rewritten this a few times. Rearranged the lists. It's bothersome.

So, there are 57 nations that Canada has to 'meet'. Not all of them will be interested in Canada romantically. Of those 57, 41 of them will be going for Canada's attention, and I ship about 31 of them. And there will be no PruCan, and no Canada with the UK brothers or the rest of the FACE family. I was going to have Australia acting as a brother figure, exempting him from the shipping process, but then I thought about Mexico, which is most likely the only OC, other than the UK. So Mexico will be acting as a sister towards Canada, and Australia joins the line-up for nations interested in Canada.