*Small voice, barely above a whisper* O-Oh! Hello! I-I see you've found my profile...
My name is Canada. It's very nice to meet you! *Gives a shy smile*
There...was an accident...you see...I was going through England's spell books to try and make myself a little less...invisible...B-But I think I got the wrong spell. *Defeated sigh and frowns* B-But...at least now, other nations will be able to tell me and Alfred apart....I hope...
*Holds up a small polar bear with a bow on it's head* Oh! This is Kimichigu!
*The bear looks up and asks who she is*
*Wilts, giving another defeated sigh* I'm Canada....
Name: Madeline (Maddie) Williams aka Canada
Age: Unknown -Looks to be 19-
Height: Unknown -About 5'7-
Likes: Ice cream, maple syrup, getting along with everyone, being recognized
Dislikes: Being mistaken for Alfred, getting beaten up, getting teased, people pulling on her ahoge
Personality: In contrast to Alfred, Maddie is shy, sensitive, and hates fighting. Despite this, she is often mistaken for her brother and has found herself in trouble for incidents that Alfred has caused. When she's not being mistaken for her brother, all the other nations seem to forget that she exists. She is also passive aggressive and was once able to make Alfred cry by arguing with him for over three hours and pointing out every single one of his faults.
She has a pet polar bear named Kumajirou, but even it forgets about her. In return, Maddie can't ever remember her bear's exact name.
*Smiles warmly at her, bypassing the usual handshake for a great big bear hug. After all, it was okay because they were friends, right? Right?*
Da, eet has~! Far too lonk, Comrade! So many summers, so many veenters...~
*Despite his reputation for being rough, he was quite careful not to squeeze the younger nation too tight; only getting in what little bit of physical contact he could before leaning back to get a better look at his rare visitor.*
You veel come een, da? Off course you veel, eet vould be vaste to come thees far veethout comeenk een for tea~!
*With that, he loosened his grip just enough to begin anchoring her inside, whether the smaller blonde liked that idea or not.*
(( It's one from Чебурашка (Cheburashka), called Голубой Вагон, which I've seen transliterated to be called 'Goluboj Vagon' or 'Goluboy Vagon.' Ah, this specific version is here, though.
It's so cuuute, I love to picture Ivan and Anya singing it. <3 ))