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.
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
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.PruCan - Verboten ch13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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
Hope Was HereEver since I was born, my parents knew I would never live long.Hope Was Here3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Matthew sat in the library quietly, immersed in the fictional illusion of the story. Images and pictures were swirling around his mind, a small smile on his face as he flipped the page. He felt like he could hear the voices speaking in his head, feel the wind on his face and hair, it all felt real to him. He shifted in his position in the chair, as he rested his head on his knuckles, letting his blond locks fall into his face. His violet eyes continued to be lost in the words.
He was almost finished.
The doctors told them that I would likely die in my early twenties, at the latest. Though, they also said I could die any time, really.
The time had passed quickly, and by the end of the book the boy was sobbing in his hands, letting the tears roll down his cheeks. Well, there was another amazing book done and complete. That had been a tearjerker for sure.
Matthew realized he spent a lot of his days
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
Who? Chapter 1My name is Canada.Who? Chapter 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
Yes, Canada, as in the country. You think being the second biggest country in the world would make me noticeable, right? Wrong.
No one remembers my name, and not even my "Hero" of a brother, America, and romancer of a father, France, notice me. Occasionally America or Cuba would see through my invisibility and use me as a punching bag, intentional or not; and France would flirt and try to get me to do stuff. Even though Britain is also my father, I don't think he ever actually knew I existed.
Yeah, being Canada isn't all flapjacks and maple syrup. It's a lonely life, being one of the greatest hockey countries. I thought I would have to float through the millennia unnoticed and unloved.
That is, until, a certain country wasn't affected by my natural invisibility cloak.
This country was Prussia.
That cocky, egotistical, son of a maple. And he managed breach through into my little world and get me all confused. Well, in order for you not to get confused, I suppose
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
DISSOLVING - Chapter 1 (eventual PruCan) Prussia followed his brother, Germany, into the meeting quietly. None of his usual proclamations of awesomeness, or his usual 'kesesese-ing' were echoing through the halls. The nation's blood red eyes were flat and cold, and his face was neutral. The personified nation knew what was coming.DISSOLVING - Chapter 1 (eventual PruCan)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
He knew the allied powers wanted a "militaristic, evil nation" such as himself to be destroyed. He knew he was losing power and land. He knew even his own brother wanted him out of the picture. So when the meeting was adjourned and the final decision about the dissolution of Prussia was made, Gilbert wasn't surprised. He was now an ex-nation. And he knew, just like any other ex-nation, he was going to eventually disappear. Prussia sighed and thought to himself,
"Gott, this is so unawesome!" The Prussian got up quietly and followed his brother out. The last
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
The Shadow -PruCan-Let us dream,The Shadow -PruCan-4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
For the night that will never come,
Let us dream,
For the water we've so longed for,
Let us dream,
For the song we've wanted to hear,
And let us dream,
For our hearts to meet again
In the darkness lurked a shadow. The lonely little shadow is what most call him. No name, no recognition, no anything. Just the little shadow that only longed for a heart. He was everywhere you could imagine, in your room, in the ally ways, in restaurants, anywhere. Because if someone could know he's there, and give him a name, he wouldn't be just the little shadow anymore. So he always looked for someone, anyone who could know that he was there. But sadly, know one really spared a glance at shadows, so he was always consigned to the depths of eternal darkness. He'd come to accept this fact. And day, after day, he would always hide from that everlasting bright known as the sun, for if he even touched it, it's rays would be then end of him. But he couldn't help but try and go out in it
Dissolving Ch. 5 (eventual PruCan) Prussia awoke to a bright, sunny day, with sunlight pouring through his window. He also woke up with a serious migraine.Dissolving Ch. 5 (eventual PruCan)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
He growled ferociously and sat up, holding his head, and slid off his bed, nearly stepping in a nearby puddle of vomit, to go close the curtains. He assumed he puked sometime during the night. Lucky he had the sense at least to lean over the side of the bed. Gilbert stumbled over to his bathroom and dug through his medicine cabinet, throwing pill bottles everywhere, searching frantically for the cure for his aching head.
"Ve~ Prussia, are you awake?" The Italian's loud, high-pitched voice was like a rusty nine-inch nail being hammered through the albino's skull. He dug his fingers lightly into his scalp with one hand as he continued searching with the other.
"Sheiße, Italia," Prussia hissed. "Not so loud."
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 Ch13 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.
Dissolving Chapter 8Everything stopped. As soon as the word "coma" escaped Feliciano's lips, the world came to a grinding halt. No one moved or spoke for at least three seconds. Germany ended the impeding silence.Dissolving Chapter 83 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Was? W-what do you mean, Feliciano ?" Feliciano looked down as though ashamed to be giving such heartrending news.
"I mean he is in a coma. He won't wake up for a while, if not ever." During the subsequent quiet, Canada's mind had once again ceased to be able to comprehend the words rushing through it. Three words echoed around his skull, ricocheting off his brain, comprising of the following: "won't", "wake", and "ever." They rejected Canada's request to form a coherent thought and remained their own ideas, flashing through Matthew's psyche. He tried his hardest to connect the separate thoughts, but the Canadian could not grasp the words' combined meaning. Suddenly, of their own a
Prucan - Forever and a DayGilbert layed in a pool of his own blood. He could feel the familiar warmness surrounding his curled up bony fingers. He could smell it's heavy presence, like death, and the copper taste of it was in his mouth. He thought about how he ended up here, everything that went wrong. Most of it was a painful, hazy memory, with glimpses of blood, destruction and fear. Fear that he had never felt before. Half of it was directed to him and the other was caused by him. Finally, he had escaped from evil's very own clutches, whose blood thirsty being had help Gilbert captive, and had been forcing himself through an endless snow covered terrain. It made him mentally unstable. He wasn't sure which part of the journey was real and which were just a poor attempt at reality that his mind tried to create. At one point he crossed water, but he wasn't sure if he really did or not. There was whole pockets of time that were missing from his memory. He wasn't sure how many hours had passed. A day?Prucan - Forever and a Day3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Hetalia High SchoolChapter 23 (Yes):Hetalia High School3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Feli !!!" Elizabetha ran towards her friend to hugh him, almost tackling him in the process, it had been just a couple of months but she felt as if she hadn't seen her friend in ages.
"Vee, I'm so happy to see you; you have to tell me so many things"
"I know Eli, I'm really happy to see you too, who would have thought we'll end up in the same college"
"Oh and also Heracles, he's studying art history like me"
"Oh really, I thought he was applying for other school"
"Yeah but he was just doing it so he could be close to Kiku, of course when he knew this, he didn't let him"
"It sounds like something Heracles would do"
"Yeah but they still spend a lot of time together though, I mean they are inseparable"
"I'm happy for them; I haven't seen anybody since graduation"
"Well that's because you disappear young man, where have you been?"
"Grandpa decided we should take some vacation in Italy before fratello and I started college"
"Oh well that explains it, but what about Ludwig
Wishes For YouThe air was cold, encircling my body in a chill grasp while the wind whistled through my ears. Despite how they were covered in my warm, white, and fuzzy earmuffs, the icy breeze seemed to seep through, causing me great discomfort.Wishes For You3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I pulled my coat around me tighter, shivering a bit as I did. Though the material was snug around me already, it was still a bit chilly to press it to the few exposed parts of my skin. After this motion, I pulled my red and white scarf around my neck tighter, trying desperately to block out the cold, while not choking myself in the process. It was hard to get a grip with my gloved fingers, but I managed well enough.
Content with my newly wrapped garments, I let my hands fall back as I leaned back, glancing up at the sky from where I sat. I sat on the porch of the house, our house, with the light turned off for a number of reasons. The full moon illuminated the ground, no, the entire area in a pale, white glow that radiated across of everything. The st
BreatheI first met Matthew after talking with the therapist for the fourth week.Breathe3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Gilbert?" Dr. Väinämöinen began, looking over the frame of his glasses with concern. He closed the door behind him, the hinges making a bit of a creak as he did. "Tell me, Gilbert, how are you feeling today?"
Gilbert Beilschmidt sat motionless on the couch in the room, leaning back with his arms crossed, scarlet eyes analyzing every aspect of the room. He examined the walls, a soft shade of green, clearly old, as some places seemed to be chipped, and a bit scraped. He examined the desk in the corner, the polished wood finish shining a bit in the light. Eyes fell over to the window, the dark frame making it appear to be a film, a movie caught in action. His vision then did flicker to the carpet below his feet, also old, a sort of moss color, like the walls. The curtains hung loosely around the edges of the window.
"I'm about as fine as I was last week," the albino snapped back
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
APH: Roses "H-Here..." Gilbert said, shoving the the beautiful bouquet of red roses into the blushing face of Matthew Williams. He turned his head so no one could see that he too was turning a shade of rosy pink. Matthew shakily picked up the flowers with both hands, staring intently at the boy who just handed them to him. He was immensely curious as to why the albino boy gave them to him, nobody even knows he existed, let alone cared enough to buy him flowers.APH: Roses5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"G-Gilbert... t-thank you... for t-the roses," Matthew said, stuttering. He really liked roses, but he liked Gilbert more; he always fell for the bad-boys. Gilbert looked up at Matthew with a sly smile on his face, a hint of a blush warming his naturally good looks.
"It was no prob... just wanted to share my awesomeness with somebody, that's all...." Gilbert said, looking into Matthew's lavender eyes. It was a lie, though. He didn't give Matthew flowe
Valentine and Be MineValentine and Be Mine3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Matthew stood alone at the far corner
of the dance. Where the bright flashing lights didn't reach. He
watched all the happy couples dance and party and talk. He gave a
soft sigh before leaning back against the wall. Everybody got a date
to the dance. Alfred with Arthur. Francis with Igiko. Ivan with
Yao. Ludwig with Felicano. Even Romano is here with Antonio!
Everyone was here with someone, except
Matthew who was forced to the dance by his brother Alfred and their
parents. Matthew watched the crowd, feeling really depressed. Why
was he so invisible? Why couldn't he be more like brother? Alfred
was one of the most popular boys in school! But with Alfred being
popular that just sucked Matthew into his shadow. Honestly, he
didn't care anymore. More like stopped caring.
A pale figure broke away from the
crowd and mad
Dearly BelovedThe water rushed over his body, a cool sensation that wrapped its way around his entirety. As far as he could see the ocean was a deep blue hue, with spots of sunlight mixing itself inside. He felt himself sinking farther and farther, unable to swim back up for some reason, as if he were bound to the sandy floor. Where was he falling, why was he falling, what had happened? Why was this happening to him? Those were all questions he had not the ability to answer. All he knew was that the sensation was now over, the salt water stinging his eyes. This feeling felt familiar to him, and he didn't know why. His lungs suddenly began to scream for air, yet he could not push himself back to the surface.Dearly Beloved3 years ago in Romance More Like This
He didn't want to go, no, he wasn't ready yet. He reached out his hand, trying somehow to grasp the top of the water before he fell into his watery grave. Please, he thought. I don't want to go away yet.
But he only sunk further and further, the light fading and the darkness swallowing him who
The Christmas Pantomime Ch6Also, since we've had confusion, here is a full cast listThe Christmas Pantomime Ch63 years ago in Humor More Like This
Genie of the Lamp-Francis/France
Genie of the Ring-Arthur/England
Palace Guards-Mathias/Denmark, Erik/Norway and Emil/Iceland
Other background parts will be added as we come to them
Lighting/Sound-Kiku/Japan, Heracles/Greece and Gupta/Egypt
And again, others will be added later
Two weeks later, and the rehearsals were in full swing, much to the delight of both Matthew and Gilbert. As the ten days rehearsals came to a close an hour earlier than normal, there was almost a sigh of relief throughout the cast when
AlwaysCanada was definitely not lonely. Not anymore. He had grown accustomed to the silence that was within his home, except for the occasional noises that Kuma- Kuma- Kumasomething made.Always3 years ago in Romance More Like This
He was not particularly interested in women or men, mainly for the reason that they usually forgot him anyway. So he had settled into a state of being; one where he was very much alone.
So, needless to say, when he was approached by Prussia the first time, he was very confused.
"Yo! Canada! You're kind of awesome, so I was thinking that I should show you a real good time tonight! Unf!" He did a pelvic thrust at the end of this.
Canada stated for a moment before deciding it was better not to respond. With that, he turned and walked away, leaving the world meeting behind.
The strangest thing was that every world meeting, while most people continued to ignore him, Prussia continued to not. He used cheesy pick-up lines every time he saw the Canadian, which would just leave him lost.
"Do you ha