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[If you have a keen nose or happen to be passing by the spaceship, if might become apparent that someone's spent the better part of the day baking with maple syrup. (Adversely, if you happen to be inside the spaceship, chances are good you've already found the freshly baked stash of maple cookies big enough to feed the Royal Canadian Air Force (circa 1946, though) and are stuffing your American face.)

Should the maple not entice you, maybe the young nation in braided pigtails and an oversized sweatshirt repeatedly whipping a small rubber ball at the side of the spaceship will. With the stick in her hand, she catches the ball neatly no matter which way it bounces back to her, running back and forth to catch it, only to jerk the handle of the lacrosse stick, sending the ball soaring back to the outer wall of the spaceship once more.

It's obvious Canada is taking this as a serious bout of training, cursing those rare times she misses. It's been too long since hockey season ended for her and she's gotten slack at finding people to play lacrosse with her. She misses being able to pour herself into her national sports, letting herself get caught up in the fun and comraderie of the game, whatever it happens to be.

What probably isn't obvious is how sad, homesick, or absolutely tired of being forgotten she is.]

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[Ukraine was out walking, exploring and taking a mental map of where everything was in relation to other things when she happened upon the Lacrosse playing Canadian. She knew it was one of her games but couldn't remember the name very well with it's odd name.]

[But she remembers her Matvey, her Canada and some of the similar bouts of depression he'd get where he'd sulk and go play hockey until her dropped. Something was certainly up with Maggie and she was determined to find out in her non-confrontational way.]

Maggie, is all okie?

Yes. Of course. Hi.

Is not good to lie to friends.

[Goes and retrieves the ball and holds it out to her with a small, concerned smile.]

What is wrong?

... I made a friend and now she's gone.

Ah, that is always hard... especially here. I em sorry, Maggie.

[Goes and places a hand gently on Canada's shoulder and giving a gentle squeeze. Most people needed comfort once someone left their life, she knew this, and wasn't going to let a version of her Canada wallow in misery.]

It wouldn't be so bad except when Japan came back she said she didn't remember being in the Gardens when she was home, so it seems likely no one remembers things here once they leave and that's just like home, except I don't have any way to send a message to Steph so she'll just forget me forever. Everyone I care about forgets me, Ukrayina. Why do I even bother?

[She doesn't say anything for a moment before moving to hug the younger nation gently. Rubbing her back soothingly.]

It is hard, loosing someone like t'at and t'inking t'ey will forget you. But I know there are some people who won't. Dey are t'e people who matter. Like your Ukraine, I am sure he misses you and would never forget you.

T'ings here are strange, you never know, she might remember you wherever she is.

I hope you're right. I really, really hope you're right because I... I liked her so much. More than I'd ever liked a human woman before.

[Holds Canada close and rubs her back, leaning her head gently against the other nations.]

Shhh.... will be okie. Is hard to love humans, but we still do.

It's so stupid. We all know full-well it'll never work, so why do we do it?

It is, but we have human bodies and emotions so we can get attached.

[Hugs her close and sighs]

I do not know why we do it. But I know what you are going through.

It's not fair. Why didn't someone stop me?

I t'ink everyone wanted you to be happy. No one knew she was going to leave and why stop somet'ing that makes a person happy?

[Rubs her back, trying to be comforting in whatever way she can.She doesn't mind getting cried on at all.]

But now she's gone and I miss her and I just want to go home and forget this place ever happened.

I know, we all want to go home and we will. It is just a matter of when Maggie.

[Holds her close and pets her hair.]

It's not fair, Katyushka.

I know, it is hard but we will go on.

[She rubs her back and holds her tighter. Ukraine is one of the few that doesn't mind having people cry on her for all of the times she cries on others.