POSSIBLE TRIGGER WARNING

Canada walked into the world meeting, his eyes wet with tears. His best friend, (Y/N), (aka (C/N)) had killed herself the night before.

She, like himself, had never been noticed. At least he got noticed sometimes. She had never been noticed by anyone else other than him.

Canada took his place at the long table. He prepared to break the news to the other countries.

Everyone else slowly trickled in and the meeting started. The usual yelling greeted his ears: his brother screaming about a superhero, high pitched squeals about pasta, and the "Kol kol kol" of Russia.

Finally, there was a kind of lull in the meeting and he decided that would be a good time to speak.

Quietly, Canada stood up and said, "E-Excuse me? C-Can I have everyone's attention?"

No one even looked in his direction.

He tried several more times, but no one paid him any attention. Finally, he lost his shit.

"Everyone shut up!" he screamed.

Silence.

"Thank you," he sighed, "I have some grave news to share with you. One of my good friends, (C/N), killed herself last night. She has receded all of her land to me and left her citizens in my care."

The rest of the world stared at him blankly. America called out, "Bro, who's (C/N)?" The other countries called out in agreement.

Canada stared at them in shock, "(C/N). A large European country. She fought with the Allies in World War II."

England walked up to him and placed his hand on his shoulder, "Canada. I think you need to go home. You're hallucinating."

Canada could feel his rage building up. He glared at England who quickly backed up.

"Are you kidding me," he whispered.

"She fought for you and you didn't even know her name!"

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I was feeling kinda crap and this was born