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>"You know, Kronii, you should act more Canadian."
>"Huh? Wha...?"
>"You know, since you're a vtuber, it might help. Maple Syrup, Maple Leaves, Quebec, you know... Canadian."
>The smile vanishes from Kronii's face. "Oh. More Canadian, you say?"
>"Yeah, that's right."
>She stands up, a shadow crossing her expression, and heads for her closet.
>"Maybe you don't know what 'More Canadian' actually means, Anon..."
>After a few moments, Kronii puts on her military outfit, complete with peaked cap. She's holding a sharpened spade in one hand, and a can of mustard gas in the other.
>"Kronii, what are you..."
>"This is what you wanted, right? More Canadian? Dominion of the Crown. For King and Country, purge all in the Empire's name?"
>"What the hell are you talking about...?"
>"You think Hawaiian Pizza is a war crime? How about Mustard Gas? Death clouds. Thousands of men choking themselves blue. Ypres, the Somme, Vimy Ridge. The Krauts came up with gas first, but we *enjoyed* using it on them and everything else that moved."
>"Eh...?"
>"If we could've killed all of Germany by gas, we would've gladly done so. Even when they said we should stop, we threw them tins of corned beef instead. Some of them with grenades. It was *fun*, Anon!"
>"Kronii, stop!"
>"Oh yeah? The last time you tried to make us stop, we burned the White House down."
>Silence.
>Anon’s mouth hangs open, the words caught in his throat. His face turns pale as he takes a step back.
>"I-I'm scared..."
>"As you should be."
>Kronii's eyes bore into his, unblinking, intense. This goes on for three minutes.
>Then, without speaking, she goes back to her closet, then changes back into her turtleneck sweater and pants.
>"Anon, ya wanna eat at Subway?"
>He struggles to stop himself from shaking as he nods. "S-Sure..."
