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[ After his last appearance on the network, Fraser's post this time is a little more subdued. Well okay, he's not in the middle of a power ballad, but not everything is normal in the House of Fraser this afternoon. He's dressed in his uniform, because he has appearances to make later on in the day, but predominate in the video feed is his surroundings. Stacks of envelopes to either side on the desk, a handful of jewelery in reds and silvers and golds, all with...maple leaf motifs. Then in the background flags and stacks of T-shirts and a bizarre cuckoo clock, saddle cloths, dog coats and horse blankets and even a heap of red and white bunting. All of it Canada themed.

Fraser is rubbing at his temple as he begins to speak. ] On this day in 1867, the North America Act was brought into effect, merging New Brunswick, Nova Scotia and the United Province of Canada into a single country, hitherto named Canada. Today, we celebrate June 1st as Canada Day, but only as a result of the actions of a small group who slipped the motion to rename it past Parliament, and consequently through the actions of Prime Minister Diefenbaker--

[ At this point there's a bark from off screen. ] Yes, that Diefenbaker. [ Another bark, a little meaner this time. ] No, I will not get to the point--I mean. [ Fraser faltered. ] I mean, I... Of course I will.

[ Now Fraser rubs at the back of his neck awkwardly, then looks back at the video. ] Well, in any case, what I'm trying to say is that although I am of course very grateful for the passion of my fans and followers, Canada Day, despite being popularly considered to be the birthday of-- [ Diefenbaker whines again, firmly. ] Well, there really isn't any need to give gifts, and if there is anyone who would care for a T-shirt or two, or ten... You'd be most welcome.

[ Diefenbaker gives another urgent peel of wolf grousing murmurs, and so as Fraser turns off the feed he's heard to remark: ] It doesn't matter what you say, I have no intention of trading T-shirts for junk food just because you say you're hungry. I fed you less than an hour ago.

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[ Ray waits until Fraser's news broadcast is complete before marching on in to the office, which can now only be called Canada 2.0. It's Red and White and Maple Leaves everywhere and Ray is pretty sure he might actually go even more blind from the whole thing. Mostly it's the whole fan club business that riles him up but he gets his vengeance easily enough: ]

Hey, Dief- [ He's just finishing off a sandwich and he easily tosses the crust to Diefenbaker, contently knowing he'll catch it mid-air. It's only then that he toes at a stack of envelopes, clearing his throat when they scatter before he stoops to pick one up. Don't mind him, just making a mess. ]

You can't just be grateful for the presents, huh.

[ Fraser scrubbed under his eyebrow, which stopped him from actually moving to catch the envelopes as Ray knocked them firmly off his desk. That made him irritated--as much as Fraser could be irritated. All Ray picked up was one of those envelopes, and he frowned and watched Ray warily, wondering what he'd do with it now he had it. ]

It isn't about gratitude, Ray. I simply don't understand why people keep showering me with gifts.

It doesn't make any sense. [ And yet it's been happening to him his entire life. ]

[ Ray might-- no okay, he wouldn't really pick them back up, but the sentiment was there. Sort of. Not really. Though he knew the action had annoyed Fraser to a certain extent, he couldn't really help himself. Nor could he help starting to peel it open. Fraser had millions, Ray could absently look at one. They probably all said the same thing, anyway. ]

Same reason they always do. You're you. And now you're Mr. Canadian Inspiration, which means they've got twice as much reason to throw their maple syrup at you. You don't haft pawn their crap off on everyone else just cause you're guilty.

[ Except it was still crap- don't mind him, just opening up the envelope, pulling out the letter. ]

[ Oh God, please don't read it. They're all horrible. All of them. Occasionally there's a tame one saying how they've named their cat Benton after him, but usually they're much, much worse. And there is a big black trash bag with Canadian themed panties and boxers filling it that Fraser is trying to erase from his mind. It seems terrible to have to throw so much underwear straight in the bin, but...

He looked worriedly at Ray, pulling his hat down off his head and worrying the edges of it. ]

You really don't have to help. I can handle it.

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