"Doing paperwork forever would be boring." Canada said "I probably see if I could retire or allow myself to disolve into another country so I would not have to deal with it." Doing paperwork for all his life is not appealing in the slightest to Canada.

"You could probably make several thousand in one day." The secretary said. "Because it is supposably possible to make 10,000 cranes a day, so bunnies might be close in number."

He's starting to make a pyramid like thing out of the bunnies. "I trust certain people to do the paperwork. Others....I wouldn't." So he doesn't have to do all of it. "Can you imagine that many bunnies." It's obvious that he now wants to try for it. AN ARMY OF BUNNIES!

"Yes, some people could not be trusted with paperwork at all." Canada agreed.

"If we get done with our paper work, we'll help you with your paper bunny plot." The secretary said pleasantly which cause Canada to give him an alarmed look.

"We will?" Canada could not remember agreeing to this before.

"Yep...and those people...don't get to do any...and, so...they rejoice." It's true, they probably do. "Really?" See those chibi eyes? You can't say no to those. No one can. "Yay! Bigger bunny army!" He's way too happy about the bunny army. If no one could tell that is.

"Yes, they probably build their entire lives so they won't have to do paperwork." Canada mutted pretending to believe that some people actually did.

The secretary, still mostly focaused on his work, "Yes, that is how the bunnies' get their followers, they use their cute eyes to make us mind slaves." Canada gives his secretary a look then shakes his head assuming the paperwork had gone to his head.

"It wouldn't surprise me either way. I don't like paperwork either." Though he wouldn't work to avoid it that much. He's kind of bouncing in his seat as he makes the bunnies. "And that's how little kids get you too!" He just giggles a bit. He likes this secretary person.

{The nameless secretary that orignally wasn't supposed to have a large part.}

The secretary nods, "We are all under their control and they wipe our minds when they are through with us." The secretary says this as fact. "That is why bunnies and children gravitate towards each other, because they feel a common calling in each other."

Canada finally cracks and starts laughing. "Bunnies and children are a common evil?" That was how his secretary made it sound.

William is giggling as the secretary talks. "I like you so far." He just smiles. "Maybe that's why people have such bad memories." He's still giggling. "The ultimate evil duo. Dun. Dun. Duuuuuuuuuun." And that's when he starts laughing.

"Yes," The secretary agrees with a perfectly straight face. "They are the root of all evil, but once you become an adult you loose all of your controlling power and memories fo controlling other people." Canada has stopped laughing but he is still smiling.

"Any other strange occurances I should know about it?" Canada asked his secretary and the Confederacy.

"Some adults still have the ability! I've seen them use it!" William is kind of flailing for a moment. "I've seeeeen it!" He just blinks a bit at Canada's question. "Do you already know that cats are evil?" Even though he likes cats, they are evil little things.

"Cat...are evil?" Canada asks almost not sure if he wants to know.

The secretary smiles, "Are you talking about politicans and other public speakers?" Then he looks up, "And I'm afraid I haven't caught your name."

"They are. Everything they do is for a reason. You know how people think dead animals are a gift? No. They see you suck at hunting and so are trying to teach you like they would their children." He says simply. "Yeah, they do it, but others can too. And I'm William." He's weird, but he prefers to be called by his name.

"Pleasure to talk to you, William." The secretary says completly missing Canada's look at the cat info. "So some people loose it once they exit childhood and some don't."

Canada changed his centre of focause back to the papers once he sees his secretary won't through him a life line. "They're trying to teach us to hunt?" Canada asks not getting how this makes them evil. "How does that make them evil?"

"Nice to meet you too. And yep. Some are just magical and keep the ability. Others don't." He shrugs a bit. "And it's true. It's why cats bring dead animals to you. They start with dead and then work on wounded and go from there. And it makes them evil because they assume we can't get our own food and as some would say...are acting like smug bastards. And they don't rub against you because they love you....they do it to mark you as their belonging."

Canada was staring and suddenly he was glad he did not own a cat. "That doesn't make them evil, just territorial." Canada said defending the cats. "And every creature assumes themselves to be superior to the rest, even the homo sapien." The secretary snorts at Canada's classification of the human species.

"You can just call them humans you know." He said not unkindly but with mirth.

"I've never seen a dog do that. A dog only does that if you are too much of a weakling...because normally they're willing to be underneath you." He shakes his head a bit. "They're called humans in the world normally." He sticks his tongue out a bit.

Canada had a betrayed look on his face as he says jokingly. "And you side with each other." This got him a smirk from the secretary. "Dogs might not, but wolves do. And all dogs are, are wolves who spent time in association with homo s-" Canada starts to say 'homo sapien' again but changed his mind. "With humans." He finishes childishly.

"Well, us humans must stand together." He chuckles a bit. "Dogs are domesticated versions of wolves who will normally see us as master. You can do the same with wolves, but you have to know how they roll and everything." He giggles a bit.

"And techniquly," The secretary adds, "Dogs and wolves have a different genus."

Canada stared at his secretary and William, "Fine." He says pretending to be miffed, "Every creature except Canis lupus familiaris."

"Yep...they're a different species...which is confusing. They can breed with each other, but to be a different species....they're not supposed to be able to breed with each other..." He shrugs a bit. William just smiles at Canada. He likes being here.

The secretary blinked at that as though it had never occured to him. "If they can bread and produce fertile offspring together they should be considered one species. But wolves are Canis Lupus and dogs are Canis lupus familiaris, how to genesists do that?"

Canada gives his secretary a look that says he has grown another head. "Could you repeat that in Canadian?"

"Yeah...that's why it confuses me...also coyotes can breed with wolves and dogs...so it's confusing. I don't get it." He puffs his cheeks a bit. "Dogs and wolves are two different species. To be a different species they can't interbreed, but they do. It doesn't make sense."

Canada by now is lost, genetics just don't interest him and so turns back to his paperwork, that at least he can understand.

"Maybe scientist are just picky and they are the same species shaped by Darwism." The secretary says thoughtfully. "I've never really though about it before, but that is absolutly fasinating."

"Maybe. I don't know, but I think they should be the same species. Just different breeds. You know, like how different breeds of dogs can breed together and all." He makes another bunny and randomly puts it on Canada's head. "Bunny for you."

Canada goes cross-eyed trying to look at the bunny on his head but by his secretary's stiffled laugh he looks funny. Canada gave a good natured sigh, "As long as it doesn't think I'm its mother or the leader of its army."


"I think it believes all of the above and more, sir." The receptionist says straight faced. "And yes, William, they should make them all one species."

William/the Confederacy just giggles watching Canada. "Nah, I'm the leader of the army....now the mother thing? That....I don't know. It might think that. It probably does." He just smiles. "It would make more sense than it does currently." He goes to making more bunnies.

Canada stops trying to look at the bunny and goes back to paperwork untill the bunny falls off his head and onto the paperwork. He stares at it for a while then deadpans, "No, I'm not your mother."

This causes the secretary to raise his eyebrow at Canada, "You sure about that, sir?"

William just does sad chibi eyes at Canada. "Look at how depressed the bunny is now. It just wanted a mother and look what you did to it." He's being all dramatic now. "It's a depressed little bunny now. How could you do that to the poor little bunny?"

Canada gives William an incredulous look then turns back to the bunny. He points to his secretary, "See Damien over there, he is your mother." Canada smirks at his secretary who has an odd expression.

"The bunny wants you to be it's mother....though it likes you fine and everything, but it wants Canada to be its mother." He makes another bunny and puts it by the emo unloved bunny. "And you can't choose your parents.....or your children for that matter either."

Damien is smirked by the time William is done with his speach. "Looks like you're stuck with them, sir."

Canada shoots him a mock hurt look then looks at the two bunnies on his papers. "I'm not your mother." He repeats solemly. He leans in as to whisper, "You're made of paper and William is your creator."

William just giggles a bit. "Creator doesn't mean I'm mother." He sticks his tongue out a bit at Canada. "It means I'm daddy." He chuckles/giggles a bit. "And it's your paper. You are mother dearest." He keeps making more to add to the pyramid of bunnies.

Canada carefully picks up his bunnies and places them on his desk. "Stay there." He instructed them as though they would actually move. "And no delusions I'm not your mother. I'm your step-father."

Damien shakes his head, "You are obviously the mother. Don't deny it, Canada, you know it in your heart." He is teasing Canada.

William just smiles at Canada. "They're still going to call you mommy though. Just so you know, but it's only because they love you. I promise. You have evil bunnies that love you. So their evil won't eat you alive or anything. You are protected from their evil."

Canada is alternating glaring at William and Damien. "They aren't evil, they are made of paper. And it is not paperwork, ergo, it is not evil."

"More people would understand you if you used 'therefore' instead of 'ergo'." The secretary comments mindlessly having returned to the paperwork.

"It's not because they're paper that they are evil...it's because they are bunnies...and bunnies are evil. That's where the logic comes from." He's still working on the army. "But they're my evil bunny army so it's all good." He makes a kissy face at the army randomly.

Canada just shake his head, "I don't get that. But apparently you do so I'll leave you two to that."

"Did you miss the whole conversation about bunnies and children being evil?" The secreatary replies.

"Yes, I did, but that doesn't mean I got it." Canada relied confused.

"AND they're children. THEY ARE CHILDREN BUNNIES! THAT IS A DOUBLE EVIL!" William kind of flails a bit. "But they're my double evil baby bunnies." And he's still going to make more of them. "Beware the double evil." He just smiles. "All you need to understand is that children AND bunnies are evil."

"So my apparent children are evil and plot to take over the world?" Canada asked cautiously.

"Yes," the secretary replied. "And they'll start with Canada if you don't finish the paper work." Canada eeps and start going through papers even faster.

William just nods a bit before bursting out laughing as Canada starts working faster on the paperwork and all. He doesn't think the bunnies will take over Canada. Canada is mommy. And the bunnies aren't those spiders that eat their mother or anything....but he isn't going to say that.