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Hetalia: Meet by Dog Sled part 1

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April, 1920
“Hey, Al. Would you mind telling Arthur I’ll be running a bit late?” Matthew Williams the representative of Canada had asked his twin and often mistaken for brother, Alfred F. Jones as the say nation turns to look at him for a moment while signing some papers. “Well okay, but don’t be too late you know how he gets when one of us goes goofing off.” He chuckled to himself which Matthew couldn’t help but roll his eyes since Alfred was the one that often did that. “Yeah, you keep telling yourself that but anyway I have a reason to ask you this request.” He began as he looked outside the window. “My bosses are getting very concern of these hunters that aren’t our own on Ellesmere Island which there asking me to go check.” The Canadian had finished as the American had nodded as he follow along. “I see, well I’ll tell Arthur thought you really need to control those Eskimos of yours if they keep this up.” He scolded him; Matthew couldn’t help but get annoyed for some odd reason, he wasn’t sure of why that word bother him. “Fine, I’ll come back as quickly as I can.” He told him as he walk to the door and close it. “’Control those Eskimos’, he say. God, that word bothers me; Thought the island is what I need to worry about.” He mumbled to himself as he started walking along.

A few days later
He had arrive in the east part of the Northwest Territories where Matthew’s bosses had told him of the issue, Ellesmere island which it was still as cold as ever despite it being April as he look around the location for any site of the hunters as trying to keep warm. “Huh, they say they be here. Were they of-. WHOA-!” he say as something or someone had zoom pass him as he fell to the ground and look around frankly trying to figure who that was.

It cause him to be in such a daze as he got up and push off any snow that fell on top of him until he heard barking and turn to the direction of...a Inuit hunter all bundle up which looked to be a coat his natives have worn also wearing a cloth around the face so Matthew couldn’t see of who they are along with a ilgaaks that his natives had worn when the sun was out protecting there eyes from snow blindness as they call it. It seemed the hunter was busy feeding his dogs and mumbling to them as he petted the main one and started to unclip him as the hunter went off to gather his weapons for hunting, placing the spear on his back which Matthew couldn’t help but shake his head and get the other attention. “Uh, hey. Excuse me!” he yelled but it seemed the hunter wasn’t paying attention which he kept on walking while his dog had followed loyally behind the owner. The Canadian started to huff in annoyance he was tired of people not paying attention to him and there was no way a hunter was going to walk on his territory without permission so he walked over noticing how shorter the hunter was and grabbed his shoulder and decided to repeat himself but much louder this time. “Hey, Excuse me!” he stated more clearly then before which the hunter to turn and look at him while his dog was also looking at him.

“May I ask you to leave please? I know it’s rude of me to ask you this but this is my land and I’m not going to let someone come in and do what they like.” He told the hunter which they stood there for a moment and started to walk away from Matthew which was his last straw. “Hey, I was talking to you eh!” he yelled as he grabbed the hood and pulled it off revealing that the hunter...was a huntress as her braid fallen down along with the cloth which she turn to look at Matthew, pulling off her goggles as she walked over as he stepped back but Inuk women grabbed his collar so they can have eye contact. “What was that for? Is that how you white people greet your fellow man?" she snapped at him, it seemed like she wasn’t in a mood as her catch that were musk ox ran off too. “Plus you were chasing my food as well, just great!” she stated as she looked back at him in annoyance which the Canadian was trying to think of a response. “No, that isn’t how we greet each other but you were-.” “Oh, so why?” “Be-Because you were hunting on my territory!” he yelled again as he push her away slightly which cause her to let go and stepped back which she folded her arms. “Your Territory, that is quite greedy of you violet, eyed one. Did you ever learn to share with others or did the white man teach you this.” She accused which Matthew stood there a shock, was this girl...lecturing him? He was not going to let some little girl lecture him of how to run his country. “Look, I can run my country however I wish and you lecturing me isn’t going to change my mind. Now get home before I take you to your parents.” He stated as he folded his arm with the huntress eyes widen a bit as she looked to the ground which her dog look at her a bit sadden and went back to her sled and started to tie up the husky as she glare at Matthew.

“My parents aren’t around anymore, they were dead when you white people came.” She mumbled which the Canadian stood there staring at the girl for a moment wondering the sentence when he realize. “Wait are you a-.” “Mush!” she yelled which the dog began to move which before Matthew could even say anything she was gone. “...Nation, a...Native Nation, there still around!” He mumbled to himself thinking, he couldn’t believe it...one was still alive but by the looks of it she wasn't very happy with him. “She...looked upset.” He mumbled to himself as he got up and started walking thinking of this meet, would the 2 ever see each other or would it be the last time he would see them.

“I...I better get back.” He reply as he started to move along.

End of Part 1
Warning: this event maybe be portray a bit inaccurate, may have a hint at a pairing, and some characters are portrayed a little out of character so please respect the way I portray or type, thank you.

I’ll be entering for the Accurate-Hetalia-OCs contest for Historically OC/Canon category based on a event in the 1920’s, I will try to keep both characters as accurate and the event as accurate as possible so please do bare with me.

Human Names that will be Use:
Matthew Williams – Canada
‘Hillevi Densen’ – Greenland
Alfred F. Jones – United States
-Briefly mention-
Mathias Densen – Denmark
Arthur Kirkland - England


Okay so here is part 1 of my entry and this was based on a historical event.

During the 1920s, Canadian authorities became alarmed as Greenlandic Inuit hunted muskoxen on Ellesmere Island.

I think that Matthew was a little more unaware of the natives at the time which is why he wasn't aware of the name Alfred had use and was very much not pleased with some hunter hunting his land while Aputsiaq is a bit differ. Trust me, there meet wasn't as cute and kawaii and most would think, infact. It was rather both argue at first considering what Aput was doing was rather concerning for the Canadians plus why 'he' was use was because Aputsiaq had herself cover up so Matthew couldn't tell if she was a boy or a girl but don't worry, there will be a part 2 to this as well.

Part 2:  fav.me/d76stza
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