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2p!Canada x reader- Yeah I'm badass! (part 16)

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You and Nancy sat on the couch, with Nancy's phone trying to explain everything. Nancy wasn't doing too well so you took the phone to do it yourself. "Oliver? As far as we know, Al and Alfred are twins and so are Matt and Mathew. They seem to act like polar opposites despite their obvious physical similarities. Mathew and Alfred brother's, Francis and Arthur, must be twins to the two of you and act as opposites as well. Could you and Francis come over to where we are so we could check everything off the list and have everyone on the same page?...Uh-huh...yeah...Thank you Ollie! Bye!", you hang up and smile proudly. "Oliver said they're on their way"

"Oh wow. I get to meet someone who looks just like me", lovey Francis touched his cheeks and grinned.

"We warn. He acts nothing like you but we don't wanna ruin the surprise", Nancy admitted.

"Yeah"

"Uh-huh", Matt placed his elbows on top of Mathew's head and leaned on him. The weaker boy looked very uncomfortable but as if he didn't want to say anything.

"Oh wait!", Nancy exclaimed. "If Oliver makes awesome cupcakes as his specialty, so dirty blonde Oliver must make..."

"Awesome cakes!", you guessed enthusiastically.

"Yeah! Do you, dirty blonde Oliver?"

"I would really prefer it if you two would stop calling me that"

"Could we have some cake, please?!", you both asked.

"N-no!", Alfred and Mathew quickly urged.

"Why not?"

"Cause we don't want you guys to die!", Alfred shouted.

"Shut the hell up! My cooking isn't that bad, you git!"

You and Nancy covered your mouths. "Potty mouth Oliver"

"I forgot to ask, but are you two just Al and Matt's friends?", lovey Francis questioned and pointed over to them.

"Nah. We're their girlfriends, why? Do weak Matt and blonde Al have friends that look like us?"

"Oh no reason! I don't think those two have any friends who happen to be girls, actually"

"Ha! Losers!", you chuckled.

"T-that's rude", Alfred claimed.

"Well if we're going to be friends, you're going to have to deal with much ruder"

"Yes. Much" There was a knock on the door that caught you and Nancy's attention immediately. No one moved to open it. "...Anyone can make the effort to answer that...preferably dirty blonde Oliver. It is your house"

"Stop calling me that!", he repeated before answering the door. He just stayed there and you guys couldn't see who it was. 

You and Nancy hop up to see if it was who you were hoping for. "Oliver!!"

He broke his eye contact with Arthur then focused on you two. "Oh hello poppets! I missed you girls!"

"We missed our Oliver too!"

"Yes...Arthur is the other you both we referring to?"

"Yeah. Looks just like you, right?" His blue eyes then suddenly began to swirl with pink as they did from time to time but usually something uncharacteristic of him would come next. He could get real creepy when that happened. "Oliver? What is it?"

"O-oh nothing! It's just not my first time seeing Arthur..."

"Really?! Are you guys like brothers too then?! Wow eight kids..."

"Shall I explain what's happening?", Arthur offered as he moved from in front of the door to let in Oliver and Francis.

You and Nancy raced back to the couch and plopped down. "Go ahead!"

"Well...to put it simply...I believe we crossed worlds"

"...Yeah that's totally simple. Yep. Thank you, for that great explanation", you sarcastically thank him. "What kind of stuff are you on?!"

"It may sound weird"

"May?!"

"But it's what I think happened"

"Well I think unicorns live on Mars. Doesn't make it truth", you crossed your arms. "I could have came up with something better than that!"

"Look! If you don't shut up then I can't further explain the damn thing!"

Oliver gasped, "I dare you use such words towards my poppet!"

Arthur rolled his eyes. "Whatever. I won't interrupt you again then, rude Oliver", you assured.

He sighed, "...Alright then. What I think happened is one of us somehow were transported to the other's world"

"What I think happened is that you were dropped on your head as a child", you mumbled. "If this is your theory, do you have anyway to prove this reasonable suggestion?"

"Well just being here should be proof enough but if you quiz us I guess, we like and hate the exact opposite things and if you couldn't tell, we don't exactly like each other. You could call the world you're living in a second person one of ours"

"Wait! Why does yours get to be the first person one?!"

"Ours makes sense!"

"Our's makes sense too!", you argued.

"Yours is unnecessarily rude"

"You're one to talk, rude Oliver!"

"Stop calling me that!! I already told you this!"

"No! You told me to stop calling you dirty blonde Oliver", you corrected.

"Then just stop calling me variations of him"

"Please do poppet. I do prefer not to share the same name as...Arthur"

You pouted, "Whatever"

"It kind of makes sense though", Nancy hinted at.

"You believe him?!"

"W-well it sounds pretty good. I mean look at Francis and lovey Francis"

You looked at the both of them. Lovey Francis waved to you and your Francis just grunted when you made eye contact. You switched your gaze to weak Matt and your Matt. Weak Matt was practically quivering just from being close to Matt. You sigh. "Well...I guess...Some kind of sense is in this. Do you think the same Oliver?"

He nods, "Yes dear. He's absolutely right but I don't understand why this happened"

Nancy raises her hand, "So if they're opposites, then why doesn't Alfred like...hate me or something?"

"Well oddly, for some reason, when it comes to dating, we have somewhat of the same taste", Arthur explained to her.

"I knew it! Little bitch was trying to fuck Nancy!"

"No I wasn't! Even if I was, I can do whatever I want to!", Al and Alfred growled at each other. "O-oh! But I wasn't trying to Nancy! I promise! You're just really cool...and cute"

"That's it! I'm breaking your damn legs!!", Al violently pushed blonde Al and made him fall before getting on top of him and punching his glasses off his face.

"Ha!", you pointed and laughed.

"A-Al! Stop fighting yourself!!"

"Self fights!!!"

"(name)! Make them stop!", Nancy requested of you.

"Why me?"

"Because Matt doesn't care!"

"I really don't"

You smack your teeth. "Al. Stop that" Al punches blonde Al again but blonde Al pushes him and kicks him as he makes his way off the floor. "You guys stop it" Al trips him back down where blonde Al hits the back of his head roughly. "Stop it or I'm stabbing somebody" Al kicks blonde Al in the face who grabs his foot to drag him closer to him and elbowed him in the stomach. "That's it! Francis!" Francis tosses you one of the many knives he keeps hidden in his pockets. "The next one to hit the other fucking dies, alright?!" They both sat up straight then looked opposite ways. "That's better" Matt was smirking at you and weak Matt was blushing at how tough you were. "You're fucking welcome Nancy"

"Thank you!"

Arthur and lovey Francis were looking at you, slightly scared by what just happened. "Now" you twirl the knife around on your fingers. "What do you think we should do about this, Arthur?"

"U-uhm I-I'm not quite sure y- Could you please put that knife away, it's freaking me out!"

"Baby", you commented before tossing it back to Francis. "I prefer my Francis and Oliver over you two anyway"

"I'm not yours", Francis blankly made known.

"...Yeah you are", you teased. "Anyway! Nana! What you gonna do about your two Alfie problems?"

"What the fuck I tell you about calling me that?!"

"Wait! Did you just call her Nana?", blonde Al questioned.

"...Yeah?...That's like her nickname, why?"

"I knew a chick named Nana, but she was like platinum blonde and had blue eyes. That's the girl you reminded me of"

You and Nancy gasp then look at eachother. "...You have a doppelganger too, Nancy"

"What she like?!", she quickly interrogates Alfred.

"Well she was really mean just for no good reason. It was like she woke up grumpy everyday. Her tongue was pierced, she hated sweets, cute things, people, children, and animals..."

"Oh wow..."

"But I knew she was nice like deep deep down...like if you really got a shovel and just dug for a good while, took a break, then started up again, then you'd find she's real nice. I liked her"

"I want to meet her!", Nancy said excitedly.

"She lives in our old neighborhood. She had a friend but her name wasn't (name) it was (middle name)"

"That's my middle name!!"

"Wow..."

"What she look like?!"

"She looked kind of weird. Her hair was dyed a different color every month and she always wore different colored contacts so I don't think anyone knew her actual eye color. She was actually really shy. She didn't talk to a lot of people, she never I mean like ever cursed, and violence made her pass out"

You and Nancy looked at each other then back at blonde Al. "Violence made her pass out?"

"Yep"

"Any kind of violence too", weak Matt added. "Even verbal. If you were arguing in front of her or to her, she'd faint"

"She sounds weaker than weak Matt!", you cried. "Nancy's doppelganger sounds way cooler than mine!"

"This is boring!", Al loudly announced.

"Maybe cause of all the people in the house! Lets go for a relaxing walk!", Nancy suggested.

"...Eh. Why not?", you agreed.

"You all go ahead. Why don't I make you something to eat for when you come back?", Oliver asked and hopped up smiling. "Is that alright with you, Arthur?"

"Well I c-"

"I rather not go through the torture known as your cooking"

Arthur glared at Oliver. "Since they're opposites, that must mean that he can actually cook, right?", Alfred questioned.

"Right!", you and Nancy answered.

"Then I'd prefer for him to make the food!"

"Wouldn't everybody?", lovey Francis confirmed. "You kids should go walking then. I'll make sure Arthur doesn't make it to the kitchen"

"You all are fucking over exaggerating! It's not that serious!"

"Ooohh. Arthur got a potty mouth", you and Nancy tap your left index fingers with your right ones. "Shame!"

"You two coming or what?", your Matt mumbled then pointed to the door before placing his elbows back on top of weak Matt's head and walking to the door.

"Coming!", you both chorused and skipped out the house being followed by both Al and Alfred.

While on your walk, Nancy was in between both of the Al's. She looked kind of scared. Blonde Al smiled at her and grabbed her hand. Your Al quickly grabbed Nancy's other arm and pulled her away from him. "Touch and you die"

"I'm not scared of you", blonde Al made known.

"I'll make you scared, you retarded little fuck"

You sighed, "Sad" You looked to Matt and Mathew. Mathew was shaking violently.

"Stop all your damn shaking. My arms gotta stay steady"

"I-I'm sorry", weak Matt apologized.

"Aww. Matt. Just let him walk. You know you're scaring him", you nudged his arm. "please? He's just so weak"

Matt looked away from you then smacked his teeth before moving his arms from on top of weak Matt's head. "Fine"

"Thanks" You ruffled the boy's hair to fix it. "There ya go"

"T-thank you"

"Pssh. It's nothing. You seem sweet...", you toss your arm over his shoulder. "A little too sweet to be hanging around us four without some kind of protection so I'll make sure you don't get hurt"

He covered his cheeks as he blushed. "You're very nice"

"Repeat that", you moved your ear closer to his mouth. 

"Y-you're very nice...a-and a little t-too close"

You stood back up straight. "Oh! I'm not nice. I've been told anyway. I lost most of my memory awhile back and I'm pretty sure I was way meaner than this but I just can't remember all the kick ass stuff I did which sucks. I don't even remember when I moved out the house or ran away or whatever I did that had me live with Matt"

Mathew looked up at you curiously. He happened to find you very interesting. He thought you were so cool and tough and really pretty. Even though you might have been a little rude and sarcastic from what he's seen so far, you still seemed as if you were caring and nice when you wanted to be.  "O-oh no! I forgot about Kumashiro", Mathew remembered.

"Who or what is that?"

"H-he's my bear. I left him in my room with a bucket of fish so I guess Kumanearo will be fine"

"I thought his name was Kumashiro?"

"Hm?...Uh...I guess"

You laugh and punch his arm to which he flinches and grabs at. "You must still be cool! You got a bear too?"

"I take him everywhere with me, e-even though he doesn't quite remember m-my name b-but that's alright! He's fun to talk to"

You stop your walk and just look around for a moment. "He's....fun to talk to?...Your bear?" He nods. "....O...kay then. Didn't know bears could talk"

"He's a special little polar bear cub b-but sometimes it's like the only words he know are, 'Who are you?' S-so it gets a little frustrating always having to repeat, 'I'm Mathew. Your owner' E-especially if he's just going to ask again in a few more minutes..."

"Hey! Where'd what's his curl go?", Alfred said loudly. "I see Matt but I don't see my brother uhm....M-ma...It's right there uhm...I almost had it..."

"Wasn't his name like...Mark or something?", Nancy guessed. "Aye (name)? You know where he went?"

"I-I'm right here. I've even been talking to (name) this whole time"

"Oh shit! When he'd get there?!", Al yelled and pointed at the boy.

"I-I been here"

"I forgot he even came with us", Al snickered. "What's he doing all wrapped up with (name). Matt? Ya not gonna do anything?"

He lowered his sunglasses to look at Mathew a little better then fixed them back on his face. "This little disappearing prick's no threat to me. (name's) pretty much just doing charity work just by talking to him"

"O-ow. My self esteem and respect for myself"

"Who are you again?"

"That's so mean!", you laughed. "We're all gonna be the greatest of friends!"
F yeah this is what I do -w- I'm having too much fun again XD Someone stop me

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My middle name is Frances... woohoo