Reader's POV~
I ran. I ran away from the man I knew as "father". I ran away from the only home I'd ever known. But I ran. I ran for my life. I ran for freedom. And yet, I could feel the cold snow slowly consuming me. In the distance, I could see a figure. I ran to them, and then I stopped behind one. "H-help," I whispered, then everything went black...

Russia's POV~
I was walking to the World Meeting when I heard a whisper for help and a thud. I turned around to see a little (h/c) haired girl unconscious in the snow. I picked her up, and she moved a little. I looked around. What would a little girl about 4 or 5 years old be doing in the cold all by herself?

She shivered, and I wrapped her up in part of my scarf. I should probably get her inside. Suddenly, I felt the little sunflower move. She opened her eyes and looked at me, her (e/c) eyes wide and full of fear. "W-who are you mister?" she asked. "I'm Russia. You don't have to be scared. What is your name little one?" I said. "(y/n)," she said, clutching my scarf. 

I chuckled. She looked quite cute! "I suddenly heard a growl from behind me. I turned around to see a man with a bottle of alcohol. "Give her to me," he said, his voice filled with vice. I raised an eyebrow, and looked down at (y/n). She was shaking, and her eyes were filled with more fear then I thought was possible. "You will tell me why I should, da?" I said, holding little sunflower tighter. "Because she's my f*cking daughter!" he growled. 

I could tell (y/n) was terrified of this man. So I just shook my head. "It does not seem like you treat her well, da?" I said. He growled louder, so i put (y/n) down. "Go behind me," I said, and she did. I took out my metal pipe, and whacked him with it. He fell face first in the snow. I picked up (y/n) and started walking to the World Conference building once again; but this time, with (y/n).

Timeskip from World Meeting Chaos~

I walked in, and find the meeting has already started. Wonderful. I felt (y/n) cling to me, and I chuckle, which causes everyone to look at me. Everyone looked scared at first, but they then saw little sunflower clinging to me. There was a silence for a few moments, then Italy piped up. "Aw, what a cute bambina!" he yelled, and that started a lot of yelling. This startled must have startled little (y/n), because she buried her face into my coat. 

I was starting to get a little mad, so I went to Canada and told him to keep a watch on (y/n). He looked quite startled, then nodded. Then, I went to go punish them for scaring little sunflower.

Canada's POV~
I don't believe it! Someone noticed me! I felt a tug on my coat, and I looked down at the little girl Russia told me to watch for him. She looked at least 4 or 5, and she seemed terrified of all the yelling. "H-hey little one, w-what's your name?" I asked, trying to distract her from the chaos going on around us. "I-I'm (y/n)," she said, clinging to my coat. "Well (y-y/n), I'm Canada," I said.

She smiled. "H-hello mister C-Canada," she said. I smiled. At least she can see me too. She seemed like she wanted to be picked up, so I did. And then I looked over at what was happening. 

Reader's POV~
I watched as mister Russia scared the pants off of everyone. For a moment, he reminded me of my "father"...I grabbed mister Canada and buried my face in his coat. He seemed surprised, but then he hugged me. "It's okay (y/n)," he said as he hugged me. After a minute, mister Russia came back. "Are you okay little sunflower?" he asked. I nodded, which made him smile.

Then, a man with weird eyebrows walked over. "Russia, where did you find her?" he asked, looking at me. "I found her running from a man claiming to be her father, but it looked like he treated her horribly," he said. 

Third person POV~
England looked at the little girl clinging to Canada as if her life depended on it. America ran over and grabbed her from Canada. "Hey little dudette! I'm America, but you can call me the HERO!" he yelled, thus scaring (y/n) and making her cry. "A-America! You made her cry!" Canada said, grabbing (y/n) back. "Ohonhon, looks like Canada is getting protective over the little madmoiselle," France said as he walked over. 

Russia began glaring at the American for scaring (y/n), as well as"kolkolkol"-ing. One by one, all of the countries walked over and looked at the little girl in Canada's arms. So far, she had become the most comfortable around Russia, Canada, both Italy brothers, Finland, and Sweden. She had been frightened by the Awesome Trio several times, so she didn't like them.

"*I wonder where she should go now," Sweden said, looking at the girl slowly falling asleep in Canada's arms. "I say she should come with us before any of you bastards hurt her," Romano said, glaring at everyone else in the room. "I think she should come with me, da?" Russia said, his purple aura flaring. "No way dude! She should come with the HERO!" America yelled. "Hell no! You'll scare the poor girl out of her wits! She should come with me!" England declared. "No, you black sheep of Europe. You'll kill the madmoiselle with your cooking! She should come with me!" France said.

"NO WAY IN HELL!!!" almost every country in the room yelled. "You'll raise her to be a pervert aru!" China said. Germany sighed. "How about she spends one month with each of us? That sounds reasonable," he said. Everyone nodded, except Romano, who just muttered, "Not that bad of an idea potato bastard." Germany shook his head. 

"Just one probrem Germany-san. How wourd we decide who got her first?" Japan asked. "Well, it should be someone who's comfortable with her!" Italy said, his curl bouncing. What no one had noticed was that Canada had slipped out when no one was looking and took (y/n) with him. As he walked away, he chuckled. "I guess being invisible most of the time helps me for once," he said.

About a minute or two after Canada left, Russia noticed something was missing. "Where did little sunflower go?" he asked aloud, which got everyone's attention. And for once, they noticed Canada was missing as well! "I guess (y/n) is staying with Canada first!" France said, chuckling. And the meeting was over, with almost nothing accomplished as usual!

(a/n)

I went over a thousand words writing this...what on earth? And sneaky Canada! Hehehe...
*I can't do Sweden's accent. Sorry.