PruCan - Verboten ch1Verboten. Verboten. If there wasn't any other word of German he could recognize, it was one that he'd heard too often. Forbidden. It was posted on notices on every corner that Matthew Williams-Bonnefoy somberly wheeled his bicycle past, and he was hard pressed to remember what Bussy had been like before the occupation had begun. The windows of most houses were still tightly fastened behind shutters and thick curtains, though it had been almost a full year since the Armistice had been signed and the city overrun with German soldiers. Verbotenunder penalty of death.
Matthew leaned heavily against his handlebars as he stopped on the road, allowing a gaggle of soldiers to pass. Their boots and belts caught the sun, shining brightly in the warming April morning. The dusty almond green of their crisp uniforms mirrored the greenery of newly awakened grass covered in dew. But Matthew couldn't help but see these men as monsters, glinting cold and metallic and moving a
PruCan - Verboten ch2The bells tolled twelve in the town square and in the bell tower of the church. It was noon on Easter Sunday in Germany, and the great clock set into the wall of Bussy's town hall as well as the one adorning the church reflected that time. However, in the Williams-Bonnefoy household the great grandfather clock in the atrium, with its dark bass tone echoing through the bare hall, was one chime short. Here, as in all the French households, it was only eleven AM, no matter what time the occupying soldiers insisted they were living on.PruCan - Verboten ch23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Matthew counted the hollow chimes, sure that he could feel each one of them reverberating within his heart in the same way they did the heavy mahogany body of the clock. Morning mass had been over for an hour, as the church had no choice but to operate on the time indicated by the Germans, but Marthe would not be serving Easter lunch until noon, punctual to a fault. Any attempt to persuade her to relinquish even a morsel before then would end in d
Prussia x Canada - DinnerPrussia x Canada - DinnerPrussia x Canada - Dinner3 years ago in Settings More Like This
He was there, in the midst of the hub-bub, listening to the laughter and drunken slurring, and yet he wasn't there. Not to anyone else at least. Not to his brothers, not to his so-called "friends", not even to the pristine polar bear seated on his lap. He was nowhere not worth the time, nor worth the contemplation.
All the other countries had personality, spunk, mass media attention. He was nought but a big mass of land populated by people that ate nought by maple syrup, carried their hockey sticks everywhere, and ended all their sentences with "ey".
Canada sighed, slumping in the barstool, swirling his fingers around the table top, composing an invisible pattern.
Invisible like him.
He looked up from the composition, up at the people around him.
His older brother, America, was being noisy, as usual, standing on the table with his tie round his head, a drink in one hand and his shirt being swung round in the other. His other older brother, Engl
PruCan - Verboten ch3Spring blossomed gently into summer, the late June weather fine and hot, and the villagers and Germans of Bussy found themselves strangely at ease. They were too far removed from the rest of France, from the rest of the world on these lovely summer evenings. Gentle stirrings of warm breezes mingled with the humming of insects, sweetly drifting over young couples as they visited in secret. The Germans and the French were by no means reconciled, and being found out by the rest of the village would create scandal and uproar, but who could resist the sweet intoxication of young love when it called? Especially in these times!PruCan - Verboten ch32 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Most of the villagers feigned a blind eye or a deaf ear, should they catch a pair of voices whispering sentiments in broken French and German. The men had been too long away, and so long as the wives remained faithful, who would mind the young girls learning to turn on their charms? The now familiar Germans, who gave candy to the children and acted so courteously and h
Mein Liebling in Ketten Ch1The sky was a sheet of black, only the light of an ominous moon turning each flake of snow in an unending expanse of white to a glowing beacon. There was nothing to be seen for miles- no trees, no buildings, no people. Civilians weren't allowed to be out the late, anyhow. After the war had begun, a strict curfew had been placed, preventing people from leaving their homes after dark. Things hadn't been in the same for years. No one trusted anyone, governments monitored everything more closely than ever before, and every night people slept in make-shift bomb shelters constructed in their own basements.Mein Liebling in Ketten Ch14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The world had changed in such a short amount of time all those years ago, earning it the nickname the Over-Night War. What had started out as seemingly a small disagreement between a select few countries had been blown out of proportion, causing nations to choose sides until the world seemed split completely in half.
The night was the worst, the time of day Matthew Williams hated the most.
If One Would... (PruCan oneshot)No one recognizes me... No one knows who I am... But if just one would...If One Would... (PruCan oneshot)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Canada sat at the end of the hall, listening to the other countries yell at each other, and waiting for them to notice him-- but he knew they never would.
For some reason, he found his eyes drawn to a certain albino ex-nation. Prussia. He allowed himself this one time to loose himself in his thoughts, about what would happen if one day people started noticing him, if one day, that one person he really wanted to notice him would.
He was so intent in his thoughts that he didn't realize that the meeting had ended and he was still staring at the Germanic nation.
Then, something rare happened. One of his fellow countries approached him.
"Mon amour? Is something wrong?" asked France.
"Ah! Papa! I'm sorry! No, nothing's wrong. I was just... Thinking..." the Canadian replied quietly, the way he always talked. Everything about the blonde said 'quiet' and 'shy'.
"I noticed you were staring at Prussia... Why
PruCan - It's Valentines DayKicking off his boots, Gilbert felt a flood of warmth shudder through him, as he entered the cozy household from the knee deep snow inside, tracking some onto the red carpet. In all honestly, the Albino had been freezing out there, but he was much to awesome for a coat. Sticking to a think black jacket, that seemed to make his muscular chest puff out, he had decided to go out to a friend on this holiday - Valentines day.PruCan - It's Valentines Day4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
No, Gilbert himself was too manly and awesome to receive anything while they day was still young. That's why nothing had came in the mail or hand delivered yet, right? The light hair male was convinced - But that didn't matter at the moment. While he was awaiting his goods in the mail, the albino called out, "Mattie, I'm here!"
Looking up from his mug of hot chocolate, and the hockey game on TV, Matthew let out a nervous chuckle. "Oh, Gilbert." That was most likely the best greeting the Albino would have gotten, so he took it. "Guten tag, Mattie! Happy valentines day a
PruCan Chance Encounter ch. 3ATTENTION: AFTER THIS CHAPTER I'LL BE CHANGING THE TITLE OF THIS STORY. IT WILL BE CALLED "THAT THING CALLED LOVE". I don't really like the title I have now. -_- I'd totally put this in the artist comments, but the last time almost no one commented on the chapter, 'cause they didn't know it was the same story. >.< So this is just so you all know! Also, once I put up the next chapter, I'll be going back and changing the chapter on the previous chapters as well. Enjoy~PruCan Chance Encounter ch. 34 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When Gilbert returned home later that day, the grin on his face was still very visible. Ludwig noticed right away.
"What's got you so happy, Bruder?" he questioned as he boiled water to cook dinner.
Gilbert laughed as he hung his jacket on the coat hanger. "Two reasons, little bro. The first reason is that I have a little date at the bar tonight~" he said happily.
Ludwig raised one eyebrow at him. "Oh? Congrats, Gil. Who's the lucky guy?"
"His name is Matthe
Mein Liebling in Ketten Ch2Mon Dieu.. my head. I don't even remember getting drunk... Matthew thought groggily, squeezing his eyes even more tightly shut, not wanting to be assaulted by the morning light. He must have passed out quite suddenly, because instead of a mattress or couch cushions beneath him, he felt hard, cold floor, possibly concrete. Where the hell am I..?Mein Liebling in Ketten Ch23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Slowly he opened his eyes, glancing around the spacious, dark room. Wait.. why was it dark? It should be morning, shouldn't it? The only light came from the top of a tall staircase, a small sliver escaping under a thick, bolted iron door. Where am I..? he thought slowly to himself, shifting slightly to get a better look of his surroundings. He jumped in surprise when he heard a scraping noise, followed by a soft rattle. Matthew glanced over at his shoulder, surprised to see that his wrists were cuffed to his back and connected to the wall with a few feet of chain. What the... dammit, Prussia!
The memories of the night
Prussia X Canada: NoticablePrussia X Canada:Prussia X Canada: Noticable2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It started out as any other World Meeting did. England and France were in their customary fist fight of the month; America was proclaiming himself as being the so-called "Hero", Russia was terrifying the Baltic states as he talked to them about something that only the world knew what, and China was complaining loudly about how the nations had deteriorated since world knows how many years had passed (in other words he was preaching to his imaginary choir about his woes of being one of the oldest countries still in a good amount of standing). In all honesty Canada was used to the fact that he was being left out of the rest of the countries tomfoolery, he was also used to the fact that the other countries kept forgetting he was there. The invisibility left the Canadian the ability to observe and learn about the others but it also left him with a feeling of loneliness. Sure America acknowledged him from time to time and France was able t
PruCan Valentine's Day“VERDAMMT!” Prussia growled as he ran a hand through his pale hair in frustration. He flopped onto his bed and stared up at the ceiling, as if hoping for the solution to his problem to reveal itself on the blank surface. When no answer made itself apparent, Prussia breathed out loudly through his nose and scowled.PruCan Valentine's Day2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Valentine’s Day was less than a week away, and Prussia had no idea what to do for his boyfriend of one month to celebrate. A person as wonderful as Canada deserved much more than a store-bought card or a box of chocolates or a bouquet of roses. No, whatever Prussia decided to do, it would have to be totally unique and mind-blowingly awesome.
Not that Canada was the sort of person who would blow up at him if he didn’t do anything to celebrate. In fact, he would probably be totally okay if they didn’t do anything. But in Prussia’s mind, there was no way that he would let Birdie get away without knowing just how much he meant to the ex
PruCan Chance Enounter ch. 1It was a normal Friday night for Gilbert Beilschmidt. Meaning, he was on his way to the local bar to get as drunk as he could. Usually he dragged his little brother Ludwig with him, who also had a big fondness for beer, but today to Gil's disappointment Ludwig said he didn't want to go. "I er... have some things to take care of," was his unconvincing reply when asked. A chuckle slipped from Gilbert's lips as he walked down the street, hands shoved in his pockets to shield them from the cold. He had a pretty good guess what things his little brother was doing. He was probably going over to his new boyfriend's house. Gilbert shook his head. Ludwig's boyfriend was loud and constantly overly-cheerful, a stark contrast to Ludwig's usual sternness and serious attitude. He had to admit though, the boy was pretty cute. If he could get over his annoying pasta obsession, and if Ludwig wouldn't have killed him for trying, he himself might've given the brunette a go.PruCan Chance Enounter ch. 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
But here he was, walkin
You Look Familiar Ch 1A/N: Hello There! Thank you very much for reading my story! I'd just like you all to know that this fanfiction will contain many pairings, and I'm going to try to distribute the love to everyone equally! Also, reviews make me suuuuper happy! They encourage me to work faster, and feedback is always appreciated!You Look Familiar Ch 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Also, there's one element to this story that might be hard to grasp. Basically, the characters are existing in a world parallel to the one in Hetalia, where instead of Nations, they're ordinary humans. However, the two worlds are not completely separate from one another. In fact, the worlds are almost exactly the same, the only difference being that there is no such thing as a country personification in the world which this fanfiction takes place. Because of this, the memories from the Nations in one universe sometimes gets mixed up with the memories of the humans in the other universe.
Pairings you can expect: GerIta, PruCan, USUK, Spamano, Rochu, Giripan, FranLux(OC), SuFin,
The Christmas Pantomime Ch9About an hour later, the two teenagers were laying on gilberts bedroom floor, abandoned pizza boxes and coke bottles surrounding them both. Gil was just glad that Matthew was smiling again, trying not to gaze at him quite so much as he told him about something...in all honesty Matthew could be reading him the dictionary and the German would still think it was awesome.The Christmas Pantomime Ch94 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Gil...why is your bedroom in the basement? Doesn't it get cold down here?" Matthew asked, looking around him with mild interest
The other had been waiting for that question, grinning a little as he explained: "well, Vati got sick of all the noise I was making, and Luddy got sick of sharing a room. So my Awesome self got moved down here! And I can be as loud as I like, cos there's two floors between me and the others. And yeah, it gets cold..." gilbert shrugged, "but I guess that's why blankets were invented right?"
Matthew nodded, looking up at the small window in the ceiling "I guess so...and it makes sense..." he smile
PruCan - Escape PlanLate in the afternoon, after the bell had rung and all the students of had left the building, Hetalia High School was a rather quiet place usually.PruCan - Escape Plan5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"DAMMIT GILBERT! I'M GONNA KILL YOU FOR THAT!"
Gilbert sprinted manically down the hallway away from the impending wrath of Elizaveta and her frying pan. Ducking down various hallways, he was slowly losing all sense of direction.
Why can't that bitch take a joke?! So what if I filled that prissy four eyes' violin with whipped cream?
"Hey! Doesn't that thing belong to a cooking room or something?" he yelled over his shoulder, darting around a sharp corner. The angry Hungarian ignored his words, and focused solely on keeping up with the albino. He flew around another bend, and stared down the hallway before him. Suddenly, is eyes lit up as he spotted a familiar figure loitering around next to the lockers.
Elizaveta stalked angrily down the halls, eyes glinting dangerously, as she attempted to rel