Russia stared at America from across the table. The man was yelling something that was starting to sound dangerously close to nonsence. The meeting was starting to unwravel and fall apart and germany seemed to have given up all hope of salvaging it.

He looked around the large room. England was eying the frenchman with obvious distrust while france lusted over the little latvian beside him. Lithuania and Poland were whispering about something off in a corner and every so often Poland would laugh. China was sitting beside Japan and every few seconds would look over at the younger oblivious, Japan was transfixed on the curly hair on italys head that would bob every few seconds from the frantic confused movements that he seemed to be making while hovering around Germany.

Russia turned his cold gaze away from the other nations at the table and moved it over to the large clock in the corner of the room. The meeting had been going on for 2 hours and so far they had gotten nothing done. However there was a small difference that had made this whole meeting bearable. The almost always invisiable nation Canada, had decided that scince no-one could notice him he would walk around the room wearing nothing but his boxers.

The boxers were covered in maple leafs and bottles of maple syrup and russia could barely contain his laughter when he walked in and saw the nation standing behind america with a pouty frown on his face. He had obviously hoped that someone would notice him if he was only half dressed, or at least france would. And france had noticed, russia could tell. About five minutes into the meeting their gazes locked and they shared a look. The look said that they both new and neither would share this fact with the unoticable nation because it was too funny to watch him.

Canadas P.O.V

No one noticed him! no one at all. He thought that at least france would see and say something, but no one cared. Not even his brother america, or his former gardian england. He had taken to parading around the room, often stoping infront of random oblivious nations and leaning down to whisper profanitys in their ear. When he had stopped infront of france the man has gone on a tangin about nudist rights leading Canada to beleive that he could see him. However to Canadas dissapiontment it had just been another one of the mans ramblings.

Next he was going to stop infront of russia, and he had to admit the man scared him. Russia was sitting there staring ahead with one hand on his pipe and a blank look on his face. He moved closer and stood behind him bending down close to reach russias took a loud ragged beath and gulped. He was almost sure the man would immediatly bring his pipe up and hit him in the face.

Russia's P.O.V

Much to russias delight the smaller country had stoped behind him and was bending down to get closer to his ear. No one would come this close to him willingly he thought except for Belarus but she didnt count. He could tell the nation was shaking and unsure of weather or not to whisper in his ear. He decided he'd chooose for him.

Russia leaned back and brought his ear all the way up to Canadas mouth , much to Canada's discomfort. The little Nation seemed to make a desicion and started to talk. "No one remembers me...No one at all. Not even you. All you do is sit on me and i hate it!" Russia gave a small frown. He didnt sit on Canada becasue he hated him; he sat on him because it was so much fun to see the country squirm.

Canada siftly moved away from Russia and went over to his brother america. "I thought you would at least remember me" he said. "My country trades so much with you and its right beside yours. How can you not notice me!" America just kept yelling about nonsence and plans to save the world with himself as the hero obviously. "Your no hero!" he yelled. Canada in a sudden outburst of rage grabbed his twins glasses and threw them across the table.

Canada's P.O.V

A look of horror descended across Canadas face. What had he done. America would yell at him for sure and the other nations would think of him as childish. He slowly turned around to stare at his elder sibling. America was sitting there with a puzzled look on his face. He obviously could not tell what had just happened.

America's P.O.V

America was confused. His glasses had sudenly flew off his face and acoss the room tumbling towards russia and stopping infront of the older man. Russia stared at the glasses a small smile creeping across his face. With a swift movement he brought his pipe up and smashed the glasses peices falling to the ground. Immideatly rage boiled up in the American. "You fucking bastard! What the hell was that for!" "Im sorry, Da? My hand slipped." Russia was chuckling and America could tell that it wasnt an accident.

He felt a hand on his arm and looked over to see a tired looking England. "Just leave it America, you cant argue with him." The angry american thought about it for a second before deciding that England was right and sat down slowly, all well keeping an eye on the Russian.

He then sent a pleading look over to the other side of the room where Italy and Germany were sitting. When the meeting were starting to fall apart normally Germany would take charge and bring order. The German however was sitting there not even paying attention his head in his lap having given up on the meeting all together. Italy meanwhile was sitting there wide-eyed watching the exchange between America and Russia with fear. "Is there a ghost,Ve?" he asked his voice quivering.

Canada's P.O.V

What had just happened? One second he was almost sure that Ameica would freak out on him, and the next second everyone was foucused on the russian. Even now no one noticed him. He wanted to scream. And so he did just that. Canada climbed up onto the table and walked towards the middle, and in the loudest voice he could manage he screamed and yelled and cursed.

And still the other nantions went on with their meeting as if nothing had happened. "Yo, i'm hungry dudes!" said America. "Ja, America is right. We should get some lunch and then continue the meeting after." Agreed Germany. Slowly the nations all shuffled out of the room leaving a defeated Canada collapsed on the table tears threatning to spill over. The last two still in the room were France and Russia and Canada couldnt wait till they would just leave. Then he could truly fall apart alone. Before France left the room he hesitated for a second as if deciding what he should do before sending a look of longing back to the other nation and leaving. Russia seemed to stand there for a few minutes before also making his way to the door. As he passed by the young Canadian he leaned down and whispered in the countries ear. "Nice show you put on there, i'd love to see it again." Then he stood back up and stalked out of the room leaving a very embarresed Canadain behind, his cheeks already lighting up a bright shade of red.