As I was enjoying a nice Hetalia fanfic, one of my little brother's silly-minded girlfriends sent a text to my phone. I asked her who is she, and the inspiration just struck me instantly. Waiting for the opportunity to arise (thank goodness it did) I had a little- ahem- "Canadian fun"...

Her, Me

You have a free ticket to ask me anything (I can't lie) but if your not chicken forward this to 20 people & see what you get asked. (Blech, a chain text!)

Look at me todayy lookingg cutee yanoee (: (She attached a duck-lip photo to the message this time. She looks too sweet to be with my brother, but I'm guessing she's not too bright judging by her text. What's with the extra double-letters at the end? That isn't cute!)

Who are you?

What? -ILoveYou- (She had just added that signature. Was it really necessary?)

Um, who are you? (Is the question really that hard to understand?)

Who are you? -ILoveYou- (Let the games begin!)

I'm Canada! Why do you people keep forgetting who I am?! First it's England, then its Cuba, now you! I bet it's al America's fault, the way he just takes all of the glory for WWII and lets people mistake me for him so that they can beat me up when theyre angry at him! You know what? No more, dammit! Crack open a friggin history book, lady, and youll see who I am! MAPLE! (Canada's badass over the text. O_o)

What! -ILoveYou-

Canada! Maple, is it so hard to remember me?! I'm a friggin country! I'm on top of America! Say it with me: CAN-A-DA! CAN-A-DA! Not "Canadia," CAN-A-DA!

Ummmmmmmmmmm -ILoveYou-

Do you even know who I am?

Nopee -ILoveYou-

CANADA! I'M CANADA! GODDAMMIT, IS IT REALLY HARD FOR PEOPLE TO KNOW THAT I EXIST?! I INVENTED MAPLE SYRUP AND HOCKEY AND BASKETBALL FOR MAPLE'S SAKE!

...And she never replied again. I think I might've scared her a bit; poor girl! Boy, this is going to be hard to explain to my little broski if he ever finds out! XD