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Fem!America x Fem!Canada

Rated: T

Heat Wave

Canada can't stand it. America loves it.

Canada sighed, moving closer to the air conditioner and wishing that she was in one of her territories at the moment.

It must have been a little cooler there at least!

"It's too hot!" Canada moaned, wiping the sweat away from her forehead, despite sitting in front of the air conditioner, "When will it end?" She rested her head on her arms, doubting that she could even fall asleep for a quick nap to escape the heat temporarily.

She was never too fond of the summer months for this exact reason.

"Maddie!"

It was America and she sounded far too happy for the current situation, "Maddie, what're you doing?" America blinked, as Canada barely glanced up from her place with tired indigo eyes, "You're wasting the day away! The weather is gorgeous!"

"Ugh, it's too hot for anything!" Canada sighed, wanting to go join Kumarie in the ice-cold bath, but was simply too warm to even move, "Kill me now and maybe I'll revive when this heat wave is over."

"You shouldn't joke about stuff like that!" America looked offended, huffing when her sister nation let out another groan of misery, "Go get changed! We're going to the beach!"

Canada glanced up, finally noticing that America was dressed in a rather revealing stars-and-stripes bikini that seemed two sizes too small for her breasts, "Emily!" Canada flushed an even deeper red, averting her eyes when America threw her a catty smirk.

"Or~" Her smirk seemed like a copy of France's when she got a hold of England, "We could just stay here and have a nice cold shower together!" Her shaped brows wiggled suggestively, making sure that she bounced a few times so her breasts jiggled, knowing that her lover was a boob girl and Canada glanced back at her shyly with half-lidded eyes.

"I'll take that shower..."