BTLG -Where am I- Canada x Reader

~~~~~~~~~~~~~Timeskip to Being Served Hot Chocolate by your Sexy Canadian!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


You gently raised the cup of hot cocoa to your lips as Canada watched you. He was thinking how you came in so deep into the forest in this cold weather with those clothes. ‘Also, isn’t it weird that she didn’t react when I practically said I was a country?’ he wondered.

After you were done taking your sip, you set down your cup and said, “So Matthew, do you live here by yourself?”

“I-uh no. I also live with my polar bear Kumajirou”

As if on cue, the little polar bear came out from Canada’s bedroom and came into the kitchen where both you and Canada were sitting.
He then crawled into your lap, put his face real close to your face and asked, “Who are you?”

You gave the biggest “SQUEEE!”, startling both the bear and Matthew as you hugged the bear tightly against your chest.

“You are so cute Kuma! And you are so soft~!”

Both the polar bear and Matthew looked to you in shock. ‘S-she is not scared of Kuma? She isn’t even questioning why I live with a polar bear and much less one that talks?!’

You pulled the bear away from your chest and trying to calm down you said, “I am _____! It’s nice to meet you!”

The said bear quickly jumped off your lap both for fear that you while squish him to death again and to looked up at his owner and question his usual, “Who are you?”

Matthew was clearly used to this and responded, “I am Canada”

You looked at them amused and said, “Does he ever stop asking that question?”

With a bored expression, Matthew responded, “No, he always asks th-“ His bored expression quickly turned to a baffled one “Wait how are you not freaking out that I am a country or that I have a talking polar bear?”

You were about to say ‘Easy! It’s because I watch Hetalia! Wait I can’t say that! I am clearly not in the same dimension. Hmm… I have to come up with something and fast!’

“I watch the news!” you blurted out.

“Eh? Really? I thought they kept our identities a secret?”

‘Aw sh*t! It’s okay _____! You can fix this!’

“Ahem! Well you see I follow a blog that says personifications of countries are real and they had pictures of you guys.”

‘Gah! Stupid, stupid! Now he is going to think you are some sort of stalker!’

“O-oh. What’s this blog called?”

You sweatdropped. ‘Crap! He is onto me!’

“I forget! Hey where’s the bathroom?”

“I-it’s over there down the hall”

You gave a quick thank you and sped off to the bathroom.



~~~~~~~~~~Timeskip Brought to You By Maple Syrup cause that thing is too good!~~~~~~~~~~~




After you were done in the restroom, you gave yourself a mental pep-talk.

‘Okay _____, don’t be creepy even though your dream man now exists- you have to act normal! Okay breathe in and out. In and out'

You calmed yourself down a bit before you looked back at the mirror and saw what you were wearing.

“Oh my God! He saw me wearing this?!” you shouted as you observed your form in the mirror; all dirty with leaves clinging onto you.

“_-_____? Did you say something?” Matthew’s soft voice from behind the closed bathroom door asked.

“N-no! I am just in the bathroom, doing… stuff” You quickly cleaned yourself and quickly buttoned up the jacket Canada gave you. 'Well at least I look halfway decent'

“O-okay then” and you heard the shy Canadian walk off.

You facepalmed and decided you would have to face him sooner or later, so you exited the bathroom.

Once you came out, you found the kitchen table with plates and silverware with Matthew serving Poutine.

You sat down and said, “Wow! This looks great Mattie!”and ate happily. Your compliment on his great cooking made him say a soft thank you while blushing.

Dinner continued like this, with him asking questions about you and you about him. When questions like “When did you first find out about him” or “What that blog was called” you quickly changed the subject to how adorable Kuma is or if Canadian maple syrup was as good as people said it was. After asking the last question, he quickly described how all maple syrup is hand cultivated from the finest maple trees.

Amused by his patriotism, both of you finally finished your dinner and Canada offered you a room since a blizzard was quickly ensuing outside. Shivering on how you could have froze to death if you stayed outside, you said, “Sure~!”.

Matthew showed you to his guest room which would now be called your room. Honestly it was decorated very nicely with red and white everywhere. Heck even the covers of your bed were red and white AND with a huge maple leaf! But what made you giggle was that a huge Canadian flag was hung over the bed.

“I love what you done with the place; I feel like a natural born Canadian”

Canada blushed on his patriotic decor and your comment. He politely asked, “I-is that w-here you’re f-from?”

You were enthusiastically surveying your room when your mind registered that he asked you something.

“I am sorry but what did you say?”

“I-I said, are you from here… from Canada?”

“Actually I am from-Huh? That’s weird. I don’t remember?”

Titling his head in confusion, he asked, “Well d-do you r-remember your address or p-parents names?”

“Sure! They are- I-I don’t remember?!” Very confused on why you were forgetting your other life, you became scared.

“W-why can’t I remember? Why can’t can I REMEMBER?!” You put a hand to your head and shook.

Canada tried to calm you down the best way he could. “M-maybe you hit y-your head?”

“Yeah. That’s it. I probably hit my head. I mean memories just don’t go away, do they?”

Matthew shook his head but looked at you worriedly. ‘I hope this pretty girl didn’t hurt herself before I found her…’

Shaking your own head, you looked up and saw you were making your crush worried. Clearly not wanting to scare him, you immediately put on a smile and ran over to him.

You then hugged him, buried your face into his chest and said, “T-thank you, Mattie. For everything”

Before he could respond, you jumped back and stated, “Well I am off to bed! Good night, Mattie!”

Then you proceeded to jump inside the covers of your new soft bed.

Finally registering what just happened, he blushed tomato red and mumbled, “Y-your welcome. G-good night, ______” He then stepped out of the room and softly closed your door.

You lay there on your bed looking up at the ceiling ecstatically happy that you spent your day with your crush. Man, you couldn’t even believe that this was real or even that your wish came true!

But as you lay there, you remembered that you were slowly forgetting your old life and the people, and more importantly your parents you left behind in your dimension.

Now all that clouded your mind was “Why am I forgetting them?...”

“…And how do I get back home?”