The explosion of words from Scott was way more than Canada could effectively respond to. He might have been able to say something if it was just one or two sentences, but the tiny verbal sample of Scott's thoughts as his mind began to break left Matthew uselessly speechless throughout the entire tirade. Therefore Canada did nothing but sit, stare in shock, and occasionally say half broken sentences as Scott's world broke around him. Maybe telling him that he was a fictional character was a bit of a mistake.
And then Scott fainted alongside the paused Mario game, and Matthew concluded that yes, telling Scott he was from a comic book was a terrible, terrible idea. Success rate at asking Scott if he was a fictional character or not in a manner that did not leave him alarmed: 0%.
Looking as if he'd accidentally given a person a heart attack from some overly greasy poutine, Canada scanned around the room to see if anybody had noticed the unconscious person in front of him. Well...it seemed that nobody had seen him yet. But, what was he supposed to do? He glanced awkwardly between Scott and the exit, momentarily contemplating just walking away and pretending that nothing had ever happened. That would be the easiest way out of this, right? Or he could also tell a nurse that Scott had randomly fainted and act as though nothing had happened. Either way would be quite simple.
However, he quickly shook those ideas out of his head. The people working here were criminals; he couldn’t let attention be drawn to either Scott or him! He had to stay here and make sure that Scott would be okay!
.....
…So what exactly was he suppost to do now?
Canada stared down at Scott for a moment, hoping that maybe, just maybe Scott would wake up, and everything would go back to normal. Unfortunately, just like his hopes for getting maple syrup covered pancakes in the morning or meeting the other nations before lunch, those hopes were quickly crushed as it became apparent that nope, Scott was utterly and completely out cold.
He sighed weakly. He finally meets a Canadian, only to make him faint 5 minutes later. How wonderful his first day here was going. Was there anything good about this day?
Glancing up, Canada’s attention was suddenly brought to the Super Mario game alongside the unconscious body. Upon making the decision that he’d inform any questioning person that Scott was just taking a nap, Canada shifted over to where the controller was and picked it up. Well...he needed to stay here, and what else was there to do? Sure, the last time he’d played Super Mario was about 10 years ago, but…how hard could it be?
And that was how Canada spent the remainder of the shift unintentionally destroying Scott Pilgrim’s perfect run of Super Mario.
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And then Scott fainted alongside the paused Mario game, and Matthew concluded that yes, telling Scott he was from a comic book was a terrible, terrible idea. Success rate at asking Scott if he was a fictional character or not in a manner that did not leave him alarmed: 0%.
Looking as if he'd accidentally given a person a heart attack from some overly greasy poutine, Canada scanned around the room to see if anybody had noticed the unconscious person in front of him. Well...it seemed that nobody had seen him yet. But, what was he supposed to do? He glanced awkwardly between Scott and the exit, momentarily contemplating just walking away and pretending that nothing had ever happened. That would be the easiest way out of this, right? Or he could also tell a nurse that Scott had randomly fainted and act as though nothing had happened. Either way would be quite simple.
However, he quickly shook those ideas out of his head. The people working here were criminals; he couldn’t let attention be drawn to either Scott or him! He had to stay here and make sure that Scott would be okay!
.....
…So what exactly was he suppost to do now?
Canada stared down at Scott for a moment, hoping that maybe, just maybe Scott would wake up, and everything would go back to normal. Unfortunately, just like his hopes for getting maple syrup covered pancakes in the morning or meeting the other nations before lunch, those hopes were quickly crushed as it became apparent that nope, Scott was utterly and completely out cold.
He sighed weakly. He finally meets a Canadian, only to make him faint 5 minutes later. How wonderful his first day here was going. Was there anything good about this day?
Glancing up, Canada’s attention was suddenly brought to the Super Mario game alongside the unconscious body. Upon making the decision that he’d inform any questioning person that Scott was just taking a nap, Canada shifted over to where the controller was and picked it up. Well...he needed to stay here, and what else was there to do? Sure, the last time he’d played Super Mario was about 10 years ago, but…how hard could it be?
And that was how Canada spent the remainder of the shift unintentionally destroying Scott Pilgrim’s perfect run of Super Mario.