Canada ◦ ○ ◦ Matthew Williams (mapleterre) wrote in universal_high,
Canada ◦ ○ ◦ Matthew Williams
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The Things You Find While Walking

Who: mapleterre, notlittlerussia, and whoever wants to bump into Canada.
*peter_kirkland added!
What: Wandering school grounds, prefect/discipline committee work. The usual.
When: Present time.
Where: Anywhere on school grounds you like!
Warnings: First person, cause the coin flip said so! Thread intro isn't very first per though.


[Matthew roamed the halls, with no bear in his arms, on one of his routine walks to make sure no one was causing trouble and helping those who needed assistance. The air was cool, and the sun's rays were at such warm temperature that he felt like taking a nap. But he can't!... maybe another time... But for now, he had to continue on with his duties.]

{*For Ukraine thread*}
[After a bit more aimless wandering, he heard a noise coming from the school garden. With a sense of urgent curiousity, he ran toward the direction of the sound. Stopping, he looked around at a fast pace.]

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[Kneeling in the dirt of the large and rather forgotten-looking garden in the back of the school. Dig, dig, dig—crack. There. Another stone in the dirt.]

A-ahh, how did so many rocks get in here...

[Throws it with another loud crack onto a large pile of stones just outside the boundaries of the garden. Turns her back to it—until the stones begin to tumble down]

UU-UWAAAAH!
[Reacts immediately to the fall of the stones and hollers the basic "LOOK OUT" warning before leaping to catch as many stones as he could. It might have been a bit too late to save Katya from the first few but he was trying his best to get the rest!]

Oof!

[Face plants onto the ground with many stones in arms, and many more simply piling up onto his back.]

...

...

Uhh ...

[Mumbles slightly while kind of just lies there on the ground even after the stones stopped falling]
Aahhhh—!! [Winces and cries from the blows of the few rocks that hit her, then notices Matthew on the floor with the aftermath.] Oh, oh God, I'm so sorry!

[Immediately crawls over to where he lays and gently shoves rocks off of him.] Oh no, no no, are you okay? [Begins to cry.] Oh, please say something!
[Takes a short moment to allow a bit of the pain to go away or settle in. After taking a few short breaths, he turns his head towards Katya with his glasses crooked and slightly broken.]

Uh... [Takes another breath.] I think I'm fine. Heh. I expected this to happen, since I dove right in? [Turns to get on his back and sits upright, eyes examining Katya and her tearful eyes.] The real question is, are you okay? It seems you've had a bit of trouble so I'm glad I got here almost in time. Does it hurt anywhere?
[Tries to stifle her tears] N-no I'm, uh, I'm okay... [Save for a few bumps and scratches she's essentially unharmed; and although her clothes are a little worse for the wear, it wasn't like they they were pristine in the first place. Gardening clothes, after all.]

Uhm! [Reaches into a pocket and pulls out a handkerchief, offering it to him] H-here...
[Sighs with slight relief, seeing that she doesn't seem too hurt. He reaches for the handkerchief.] That's good to hear, and thanks. [He smiles and uses one side of the cloth to wipe the dirt off his face after removing his glasses. Will have to get a change of clothes later.]

Hm. Well I have a little first aid kit here so we should have a look at your scratches so that dirt doesn't get into them and makes things worse... [Looks up to Katya, head slightly tilted.] Oh, you're familiar. You're...
...Ah! Katya—Ukraine! And you're... [Also tilts her head; he looks a lot like Alfred, but she doesn't remember his hair that long. Or Alfred being polite. So, he must be—] Canada?

But really, really I'm okay, you should go to the nurse! Don't waste your kit on me... [Tears up again and shakes her head emphatically.]
Oh, hey. [Dusts some dirt off his top, adjusting himself to sit more comfortably.] Yeah I am Canada... [Slightly registers the fact that someone had called his name correctly instead of his brother, and by a familiar face, causing him to smile more.] Ukraine! I haven't seen you for a while; how have you been?

And no, it's not a "waste." It's just good to be prepared, you know? It will be more of a waste if it never gets used at all. Your knee is bleeding a bit too, so let me see the cut so I can put a band-aid on it. [Pops open his first kit and shuffles through the items inside.]
Nnn! [Tears up again, clearly touched at the gesture of...someone actually actually asking about her well-being. :'|] I've been okay! Th-things are still a little...difficult back home... but I'm here now so I'm good! What about you, how are you?

U-uwaaah! [Bends her knee up to examine it] I-I'm sorry!
[Peels strips off the band-aid and places it firmly on Katya's knee, after disinfecting it a little.] I guess that's good to hear. Hope everything gets resolved by the time you get back. [Nods.] Been okay. Can't really say much. A lot of the time, I realize another day's gone by without me doing anything productive. At least today some stuff's happened.
[Winces just a little at the slight sting of disinfectant] I'm—I'm glad you've been okay, though. [Stands, wincing again and brushing more dirt off her clothes and out of her hair.] Y-you should, um. We should take you to the nurse...
[Stands up along with Katya, dusting himself a bit more.] Ah... I think I'm fine. Just need to... [Does a few stretches] Nng... ... I'm okay, I'm okay. [Presses a fist to his lower back.]
Are you sure?! You could be really hurt, or get an infection, or-or-or—something! And that would be really bad! oh, and it'd be all my fault...!! [Tears up again!]

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Good No one's around... [grinning he reaches into the duffel bag he'd dragged along on his solitary sojourn into the school after hours. He pulls out a can of spray paint, one of many crammed into his bag.]

Make students cry will yah? [shaking the can up he takes careful aim at the door to the classroom of a particularly mean teacher who had reamed one student to tears earlier that day for forgetting her homework.]

This'll teach you!
[Peeps over Peter's shoulder.]

What are you doing?
UWAAAH! [drops the can before he can even spray paint anything.]

What... what do you think I'm doing...? [sloooowly turns around.]
[Eyes the item in the other's hand.]

Appears you were going to use that can for a little mischief?
[hides the can behind his back even if it's a little late.]

Of course not! [laughs nervously and begins to inch away ever so slowly]

I was just simply thinking of creating an artistic expression...! That's right ART!
... At a teacher?
Well.. err.. that is.. the.. THE WHOLE WORLD! Yes to an artist the whole world should be a canvas!

[makes some dramatic gestures as he looks around frantically for an escape route]

And this is just... you know, particularly inspiring!
[Steps closer, hopefully ensuring there is no escape for Peter during the interrogation.]

Nice idea, but I don't think people appreciate having themselves or their belongings spray-painted on unless with permission. It looks to me that the teacher is completely unaware of what you're up to.
[Ack! CORNERED?!]

Well you're pretty smart Matty... but d-do you really know what everyone appreciates?

[backed up against the door by now, he carefully and as covertly as he can puts his hand on the knob]

I for one love surprises!

[twists the knob and makes a mad dash inside the classroom]
[Watches Peter go into the classroom, the teacher rising from surprise, and whatever else came with it.]

... Oh. Mr. [Insert name here].

[Suspects Peter can't leave the classroom, especially since it's the second floor.]

It appears as though Peter here wanted to ask for an extra lesson.
NOoooOOoo!

[continues his run... right towards a window]

You'll never take me alive! Neither of you!

[laughing maniacally, he opens his escape route, there's a tree outside that isn't THAT far from the window]
[Reacts quickly, makes a mad dash, and pulls Peter back from any possible danger and harm.]

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