Summary: Germany decides to treat everyone to donuts, Canada is the naturally the only one left out. Being his friend, America decides to bring him back some, but does anything other than the box even make it to him?
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia.
"What is this?" Canada wanted to know, studying the empty Dunkin Donuts Box.
America scratched the back of his head. "Ah, well you see, Germany had decided to treat everyone to donuts. You were the only left out."
"Again...?" mumbled Canada, his bang shadowing his eyes, as that 'why-am-I-always-forgotton' look once again appeared on his face.
"So I decided to bring you some." America's voice brought him of his thoughts.
He now looked back up. "But it's empty."
"That's the thing I was getting to." America replied, holding up a finger. "Along the way I kinda got hungry. Sorry, Canada. No hard feelings, right? You know what they say, the pit of your stomach never lies."
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