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❄Canada squeaked helplessly as nearly everyone decided to enter the kitchen. He tried to stand in front of the glass he had broken, but it was too late. They noticed. Maple. "Arthur! Um, yeah, that- that was me. I'm sorry!" He apologized, wringing his hands together nervously. "I'll clean it up right away, sorry!" He shuffled between the small crowd and set the drinks he had been carrying onto the counter, grabbed a dishtowel, and made to mop up the mess. "Sorry, Gilbert. I didn't mean to keep you waiting. And I didn't mean to wake you up, Arthur! And I didn't mean for everyone to come in here, I'm sorry!"
[[Pffff Canada's fail now has an audience. "orz Prepare youself for a bombardment of 'I'm sorry's. XD;; Also: feel better, Poland <3]]
[[edit: Maple, Germany, that is the best ever. ;w; And as always, Canada was not invited to the tuxedo party. |D But still. Do want. 8D]]