2P!Canada x Child!Reader - Set Fire To The Rain

Ash burned the skin of her throat, making it hard to breath; the house was burning down in an inferno of flames. In the main dining room a child's body, a female at the age of five, laid, covered in ash, sweat and blood. She is going to die, burn alive... Her parents were nowhere to be seen... outside this burning mass, snow/ash was slowly falling to the ground, coating the concrete in fine layer. "M-Mummy" The young girl's voice choked, gripping onto whatever she could find, which a table cover that draped to the floor, it was somehow untouched by the flames of the fire. Pulling it down, ________ hid under it, maybe it could be the only thing that saved her from dying... Who knows...?
"Holy crap dude!? Canada! Why the hell have you dragged me in here! Its f*cking burning down!" An American accent sounded above the flames. ______ tugged at her dirty (h/c) hair fearfully, suddenly feeling a cord that was wrapped around her neck. A silver whistle was attached to the string... She quickly shoved it into mouth and blowing on it, coughing as she inhaled to get her breath. A loud screeching noise came out the end of the object, "What the hell was that!?" the same American accent guy screamed. "Shut up and find it!" a harsh but soft sounding guy responded, _________ continued to make grab their attention until.... The table cover was lifted to reveal a blonde haired guy, his hair was pulled into a messy ponytail, a red jacket which was zipped up to his chest and violet eyes that was covered by black shades... ________'s (e/c) eyes locked onto his, Canada's face softened. Taking her back in his arms, he and his brother rushed out the burning building...
______ grabbed onto the black shirt of the Canadian, tears rolling down her cheeks. "You must be freezing...." The Canadian whispered into _____ ear, the brunette walking next to the blonde looked at his young sibling "Matthieu... I've never seen you act like this... You're normally all tough and loud..." "Shut it Al..." Matt hissed, handing the cold five year old to brown haired man. His blue eyes locked onto hers. Matthieu unzipped his blood red jacket and wrapped her up in Al's arms,
It was warm and oversized (meaning she could use it as a blanket) Canada took _____ back into his arms "Better? Dudette?" America asked, walking backwards so he could see them. "Do you have a name?" he also asked. "_________..... My name is _________" her voice was quiet and gentle. "Well ______, my name is Matthieu and that is my idiot of a brother Al...." that last comment made her giggle, causing Matt to smirk."Do you have any Parents...?" asked Al, _______ stayed quiet, she huddled into the Canadian's body, "Idiot, look what you-!" "Dude calm down!" America shielded his face. "Gone...." _______ whimpered...
When the three of them got back to the two brother's house, a guy with light blonde (almost pink looking) hair opened up the old doors. "OHH boys! Your back!!" He smiled, it faded instantly when he saw little _______ resting in Canada's arms, questions filled his mind "why is their little girl with you and why are you all covered in ash..?" "Well.........." America explained the whole problem. "Oh you poor thing..." the blonde hair male cooed, "Britain could you run ________ a bath.... we need to clean her up and wrap up any wounds or burns we find, don't worry about me and America, we'll be fine." Matt spoke, looking at the sleeping child in his arm. When ________'s bath was ready, Canada sat on the toilet seat facing away from the naked washing girl, the shower curtain was pulled across, rarely hearing a little hiss of pain from ________. "Okay I'm doonneee~" she sung, pulling the curtain away, Matt (who was still looking away) handed her an over large blue towel that touched the floor, her dampened (h/c) touched the small of her back. Britain sorted out clothes for the young girl and now was getting bandages, plasters and creams for her injuries. "Okay _______, we need to see if you have any wounds..." America cooed slightly, lifting her up and placing her on the sofa. Canada rolled up ________'s trouser leg to see a gash that was going from the top of her calf to mid way down, it wasn't bleeding, but puffy and red. England squeezed some of the white jell onto his fingers and applying it onto a wound; she whimpered and clung onto America, "Hey Dudette... It's okay..." he hushed....

After the three boys cleaned up her wounds it was getting late, Matthieu picked up the sleepy young girl carrying her to his bed room and laying her in his bed. Just as he was turning to walk away she spoke up "Please don't leave..." sighing he turned around to see _______."What do you want me to do....?" He asked, confused on why she wanted him to stay. "I'm scared and....and" she sniffed, "okay, stop, you're going to make yourself sick if you continue to cry...." he said, slightly stern. She whimpered as she hid her face. Canada walked over to the bed and laid over the covers, after fifteen minutes of talking and story telling, ________ finally fell asleep. "Why do you have to be so cute……?" Groaned Matthieu as the little girl's hands became tangled in his shirt, her light breaths could faintly be heard. "I-I…Love… You daddy…" she said quietly, snuggling in closer to his warm body. Matt flustered… "I… like you to, kid…" he whispered, hugging her gently.
News spread about the burned down house, _______'s parents didn't survive… When Canada, America and Britain found out about this, Canada immediately labelled young _______ as his daughter, anyone who said something like 'you just took her in, it's not blood relative' Canada and America would beat them to a blooded pulp. _________ was happy with Matthieu being her Dad, he was nice and gentle, never angry with her. (America and England were best uncles anyone could ask for)