PruCan Hetaween Contest Entry PruCan Hetaween Contest Entry
Canada sighed, gazing out the bay window of his house overseeing the beautiful forest scenery in his backyard with Kumajirou napping beside him. Tonight was Halloween – the one freaky night out of the year that he was always hesitant to leave the house, but this year was different. He had been asked to spend the whole night with none other than Prussia himself.
Given they WERE going out, but that wasn't the problem. Prussia wanted to do a number of things that, quite frankly, Canada was too queasy to try. The list went from: pranking kids (not for their candy, but to help make them scared because “that's what Halloween is all about!”) to going trick or treating themselves. However, the ideas just didn't sit well with Canada, and eventually he was forced to admit to his lover his irrational fear of all things creepy and freaky on the night of Halloween. Plus, the moon was a bright, full orange – more than a sign to stay inside
Happy Halloween, BirdieAll Hallows’ Eve. Samhain. Halloween. A night that has had many names over the years. A night that symbolizes the end of summer’s warmth and life, and the beginning of winter’s deathly cold grip. The night of the year when creatures of the night have the most power and roam freely. So take care on this night, and wander not by yourself, for tonight of all nights is the worst night to be alone and vulnerable.Happy Halloween, Birdie2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Up in the sky, thinly veiled by dark clouds, the moon cast a sickly light that drained the color out of everything it touched. Naked trees reached up, bare branches grasping out like clawed hands. Fallen leaves rasped against concrete and crackled under the feet of stray trick-or-treaters.
One small figure had broken away from the others, a little girl dressed as a witch. Her large black hat threatened to fall over her eyes, and her feet kept catching on the long hem of her dress. She shivered as the chilly wind pierced through the thin m
Happy Hetaween (Prucan Hetaween Entry)Okay so here is my entry, yay! More Prucan! God I love these two. Anyways, it's not long, but I do hope you enjoy! Also I won't be adding in Gilbert's accent to this one. I'll let you use your imaginationHappy Hetaween (Prucan Hetaween Entry)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
In retrospect, this was a bad idea. A very bad idea. It went without saying that most ideas that Alfred had were not often classified as good ideas. However, being a good brother, Matthew always tried his best to accommodate his brother's rather eclectic need for adventure. This time, however, it seemed he'd gone far in over his head. In fact, he would go so far as to say that he may regret this tomorrow if the vision before him was any clue as to exactly where this evening was heading.
Alfred's hand was tight on his brother's as he drug him along towards the rather cheesily made front entrance to the haunted house. Card board and wooden pallets had been nailed (and some even looked taped) together
Haunted Attractions-PruCanThe amusement park, Matthew could think of a dozen other places he would rather be. Like, a training session with Ludwig, piano lessons with Roderich, enduring story time with Papa, getting cooking lessons from Arthur, and perhaps even UFO hunting with Alfred, the list could go on and on. To be honest, he would even rather be at the conference center sitting through another long meeting being ignored by the others then be at an amusement park. However, that is exactly where he now found himself, he may not like them but Gilbert did. He would do anything to make that man happy, even if it meant going to the park, on Halloween.Haunted Attractions-PruCan2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
During the other times of the year, Matthew thought the parks were just an annoying way to spend the time. In the spring, it was rainy and miserable and summertime was hot and unbearably crowded with out of school teens. But this time of year was the worst, it was a terrifying time to go. He wasn't like his brother Alfred, he didn't like horror movies or
To Lose a Canadian: PruCanIt was much too early for this. Gilbert cracked one red eye open and quickly closed it again. The sunlight that was filtering weakly through the partially closed curtains was just a bit too bright for his liking. He snuggled back under the covers when he noticed a problem: there was a certain Canadian warmth missing.To Lose a Canadian: PruCan2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Gilbert groaned, not wanting to venture from beneath the deep red down comforter but not wanting to go back to sleep without his favourite fiancé to cuddle with. He knew it was a tendency of the Canadian to steal all of the top blanket and huddle in some obscure corner of the bed. All Gilbert had to do was find him.
Now finding a person on a bed shouldn’t be that hard but this bed was special. Matthew had wanted just a normal bed, one big enough for the two of them with modest pricing and accented with modest blankets. He regretting ever letting Gilbert accompany him to the store. Gilbert had wondered off while Matthew was looking at the decent
Demon Boy -PruCan-"Non! I'm not doing it! You can't make me!" I huffed irritably, staring into the determined eyes of my brother who was holding two costumes.Demon Boy -PruCan-2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
One of Batman and one of Robin
"Come on bro, do me a favour!" Alfred whinned, nudging the ridiculously tight looking costume at me, a pleading look in his blue eyes
"No! I'll be here for the party, that's enough!" I huffed, now slightly irritated. I ran my hand through my blonde hair, watching as my brother grumbled and turned away. He would be after me again, trying to get me in that skin tight costume.
"That's just ridiculous, if it wasn't that skin tight I might have done it" I sighed, looking down. I didn't want to go in something with short sleeves like that; it was just too risky.
I didn't want anyone seeing the criss-cross lines against my pale skin, the cherry red glow of the healing cuts, and the pink fleshy colour of the healed scars, each one representing a memory being brought up, each thought of him again
Gute Nacht, Guten MorgenIt started out as a summer cold. Prussia would cough occasionally and have a sneezing fit every now and again, but it hindered nothing in his life besides his ability to talk (though to him, this was one hell of a punishment). Nothing was especially concerning about the fact that the albino nation had caught this mild illness.Gute Nacht, Guten Morgen2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Except, of course, for the fact that he was a nation.
Nations generally do not catch illnesses without a proper reason - their economic state, their people, their land, etc.; these were all ways that a nation could become ill, since they did not seem to catch normal human illnesses. Prussia was almost an exception, however, since he had actually experienced the "death of nations," dissolving, once in his life. He had only been back for a short time, less than two human years, but in that time, he had done everything he'd wanted to do before he dissolved. He had mended his relationship with his brother, which led to a sort of "truce" between him and Romano, h
Seemingly Unnoticed-PruCanSongFic: "We All Fall Down" AerosmithSeemingly Unnoticed-PruCan2 years ago in Drama More Like This
An assortment of blue jeans, slacks, tee shirts, collared shirts and hoodies spilled out of the upturned laundry basket onto the floor of the closet. Matthew managed to smile briefly at his handiwork, before frowning and ripping the tie from around his neck. Throwing it angrily into the mix, he begun to take off the suit jacket so that it could join as well. Usually, Matthew preferred order and neatness but he didnt care today, thats why he had kick the basket over in the first place. What did it matter anyway? Its not like someone is going to notice, they never notice anything having to do with him. The others had always been that way and probably always would be, he thought angrily walking out into the main room to get a change of clothes.
When your heart is breaking
When your faith has been shaken
When the road your takin
Takes you nowhere at all
Another day wasted at the conference center, there wer
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
[ A Deer In The Headlights ] PruCanBEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP. BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP. BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP.[ A Deer In The Headlights ] PruCan2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Mathew Williams sighed, wishing the alarm clock would shut up. After maybe the fifth time the machine rang out its shrill tone, the male realized it wasn't going to go away anytime soon. Reaching around blindly, he smacked at the evil, plastic, sleep preventing device until it finally reached the almighty snooze button. The moment the beeping stopped, he sighed softly. Now, to get back to sleep...
"Yo, Mattie! Lil' bro, we got a conference today! Wake up!"
Mathew groaned loudly. Of all the times his brother decides to remember him, it had to be NOW! Yes, that was the reason why Mathew Williams did not want to leave the plush comfort of his mattress. It was the day of a World Meeting. Another day where he gets to sit in a room and listen to all the idiotic countries argue with one another, not even bothering to take notice of him or ask his opinion, not even his snot nose brother would care t
PruCan- You Forgotten Me... Prolouge+1 (Rewritten)PruCan- You Forgotten Me... Prolouge+1 (Rewritten)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was already a summer evening as a lone child sat there, hugging his knees and crying softly to himself. He lost track of his older brother and his Papa, and felt so alone. "Hey!" A voice rung out, directed at him. The boy looked up, his wavy, blonde hair moving, and when his head was fully up, a long, stubborn curl was in front of his face. Matthew Williams stared into the eyes of another child, who had ruby eyes and snow white hair. "What are you doing?" The albino asked Matthew, making Matthew blink a bit in confusion. He pointed at himself. "M-me…?" Matthew asked in that quiet voice of his. The albino walked over and ruffled Matthew's head. "Man, you talk quietly! I am the awesome Gilbert Beilschmidt! But you can call me Gil!" Matthew stared at Gilbert with bewilderment. "You…can see me…?" Matthew asked, which Gilbert looked with dumbfound look. "Eh? What kind of question is that!?" Matthew looked at the strange kid he just met. "Well, only my
Hetalia- The Awesome Merman - Part 2 -Something Much Better Than Any TreasureHetalia- The Awesome Merman - Part 2 -2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The waves lightly rocked the ship. The occupant of a large room shivered, pulling his quilt closer to his body and continued to read.
The door flew open with a crash, startling the occupant, a light haired man who was nineteen years old, with odd colored eyes of a purple shade and a flowing curl hanging in his face.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE HIM!" shouted the new arrival, who looked very much like the man but with sandy colored hair with a piece of hair sticking straight up and eyes the color of the ocean.
The occupant sighed and asked softly, "What's wrong now, Alfred?"
"What's wrong is that damn Arthur! Apparently he found another Princess for me to go on a playdate with! Of course you never ask Prince Alfred what he wants. I fucking hate him!" Alfred yelled.
Prince Alfred was loud and obnoxious but it kept him noticed by others.
The light haired one, also known as Prince Matthew was so quiet he often was ignored.
"Also why do
Never AgainBreathe in...Breathe out. Breathe in and breathe out again. Prussia closed his eyes and repeated the mantra to himself in his head, feeling a wayward breeze stroke his silvery white hair and blow through his unbuttoned shirt. After a while, he opened his eyes again and looked down from the edge of the roof he was standing on.Never Again3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
His heart beat a frantic tempo against his chest and his breathing was deafeningly loud in his ears. Every detail he saw seemed sharper and more in focus. How ironic, that he felt more alive now, moments before he prepared to jump, than ever before, even in battle when death had loomed over him constantly.
Once, he had been respected, feared even. Prussia's army had been one of the most powerful in history and he had conquered a large portion of Europe with it. Before his dissolution, he had stood proudly and had truly believed himself to be more awesome than any other nation.
But after the war everything had changed. After he had been dissolved, the physical
Perfectly Imperfect: PruCan'It's so nice tonight,' Matthew said as he and Gilbert walked to a nearby park.Perfectly Imperfect: PruCan3 years ago in Romance More Like This
'Ja it is simply because you're here,' Gilbert responded with a grin.
'Ha ha Mr Cheesy,' Matthew chuckled but still smiled with a slight blush on his face. Gilbert smiled in return as he brought his arm around the Canadian's shoulders. He soon had snaked his other arm around the unsuspecting Canadian until he had him in a tight bear hug. 'Hey!' Matthew exclaimed realizing his predicament.
'Lookie here, I found myself a very lovely Canadian,' Gilbert laughed as he tightened his hold around the man. Matthew struggled against the hold laughing along with the albino who was currently hanging off him. One good twist had the blond free and racing away.
'Not fair Birdie!' Matthew heard behind him as he laughed and ran past the other people enjoying the evening. He continued running hearing, 'Dammit Birdie!!' again behind him. He laughed and ran until he was under the bridge that ran through the park. Su
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
Only Cowards Quit: PruCanThe sharp wind whipped Matthew's hair around his head but it didn't bother him. He closed his eyes as the tears fell. He swiped a sleeve across his face and opened his eyes again looking up to the dark sky. He looked back down at the space beneath him. 200 feet below the passing cars looked minuscule, little lights that flew past, blurring with the tears that had formed again.Only Cowards Quit: PruCan3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Matthew let out an exasperated sigh before resuming his pacing once more. His brain brought him back to Alfred. What would he do if he went through with this? Arthur wouldn't even be the same, let alone Alfred. Then his mind became the cruel thing it really was; Alfred pushing him aside harshly to get to something, Alfred laughing at him, Alfred forgetting about him. Alfred didn't care about him. No one cared about him.
That's it. Matthew knew what he had to do now. He stepped up to the edge and looked down once more. The only thing he could think of right now was the bother he would be to the people walking belo
Hate Doesn't Describe UsHate Doesn't Describe Us4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The meeting room was incredibly noisy, per usual. England arguing with a laughing America while threatening to severely injure France. Spain trying to embrace an angered and flustered Romano. Russia thoroughly frightening Lithuania, Estonia and Latvia. As much as all this annoyed Canada, he honestly wished he could be part of all the chaos. Instead, he was ignored. Nothing new there.
Sighing, he made his way over to his designated seat and sat down. He rested his chin in the palm of his hand, observing all the other nations. His eyes scanned the area, but paused when they rested on one certain man.
Prussia was currently in an obviously heated conversation with Hungary, Germany behind him, trying to calm him down. Canada stared at the white haired man, silently willing him to take notice that he was there. It was no use though. Prussia was far too distracted at the moment.
After everyone had finally calmed down, America began the meeting, listing off his idiotic ideas. England disagreed
Love is Love - PruCan - Thank you!!Matthew stared down at his phone. He was truly dreading making such a phone call since of course Alfred had to be that overprotective older brother and freak out when he found out that Gilbert and Matthew were getting married. Matthew had already faced one phone call with Alfred and that had not gone well. Alfred had only made matters worse and Gilbert had hung up on him after he saw how distraught Matthew was.Love is Love - PruCan - Thank you!!2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
With a small sigh Matthew dialed the familiar Virginia number and wished that Gilbert had stayed in the room instead of going off somewhere else but he knew he had to talk with his brother. The rings seemed to echo in Matthew’s head, causing the rising anxiety to increase tenfold.
‘Sup Mattie?’ Alfred’s voice seemed all to chipper for Matthew’s liking.
‘Al,’ was all he said.
‘That’s me, what’s up?’
Matthew sighed again. He did not get mad, he kept telling himself. ‘You wanted a chance to talk, so talk.
PruCan- You Forgotten Me...Extra 1 Little Matthew Kirkland walked up to his best friend's, Gilbert Beilschmidt, house and ranged the doorbell. After a minute or so, Gilbert's father came out and let a small grin unto his face. "Ah, wilkomen Matthew." Gilbert's father greeted as he stepped out of the way for Mattie to walk in. "Gilbert is in his room." Mr. Beilschmidt said before walking away to god knows where. Matthew sighed before he walked into Gilbert's room.PruCan- You Forgotten Me...Extra 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Birdie!" Gilbert called out from his bed. Gilbert had ended up with a fever due to falling into a river the day before, Matthew also fell in as well, but just ended up with a small cough. "Um…happy birthday, Bear." Matthew said and handed Gilbert the big box in his arms that he brought. Gilbert's eyes lighten in glee as he gripped the box tore off the wrapping paper. "Ah, Birdie! You shouldn't have!" Gilbert exclaimed as he pulled out the big plushie of Gilbird, who was sleeping in his cage. Suddenly, Gilbert pulled the Canadian in a big bear hug. "Danke B
The love I lost on our special dayHalloween is that one special night where everything seems to come to life. Ghouls, ghosts, goblins, witches, and many more mystical creatures that you could think of for the day. This is the one day, however, that I always love and always hate.The love I lost on our special day2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I looked at myself in the mirror, seeing the faint color that came to my cheeks as I made sure my shoulder-length blonde hair wasn't too messy as I placed the halo headband in top of my head. I could see that my hair gave a slight wave to it in the middle. I couldn't help but wonder why he wanted me to dress this way, but I didn't care. I would do anything for him on this day that we had together.
"Little birdie~" I heard that familiar, German accented voice from my opened window. I quickly looked over the angel costume I was wearing to make sure it didn't look strange before I quickly walked over to peer down at the figure below. I smiled, glad to see those familiar red eyes staring at me. I could feel my face heating up as he showed that all
PruCan- You forgotten me...2PruCan- You forgotten me...22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The next day, which was a Saturday, Gilbert made his way to Matthew's apartment. He didn't know that on the paper, it said weekends were a bad time to come. Gilbert groaned as he knocked on the door. He heard shuffling, then a very pissed off Matthew. "I thought today would be a good time to study." Gilbert reasoned, making Matthew sigh in annoyance. He got out his 'speaking' pad and wrote something. 'You dumb twat, I wrote I'm full for the weekends on the paper!' Matthew wrote, before locking his door and starting to walk away. Gilbert, being the curious guy he was, started to follow him.
After walking a couple blocks, Matthew entered a bookstore, not to Gilbert's surprise. A
mute guy working in a bookstore? A good match. Gilbert still walked in, only to see a mass multitude of book, but Matthew walked over to the kid's section, and was promptly hugged by a small girl. "Mattie! You're back!" The little girl said with glee, as Matthew keeled down and hugged her back. 'Nice to see you a
+Cookie+Canada smiled slightly as he slid the pan into the oven and closed it carefully, then pushed the timer button and set it with small beeps coming from the machine.+Cookie+3 years ago in Romance More Like This
He sighed contentedly and picked up Kumijirou, carrying him into the living room and setting him down on the couch. Canada sat down on the couch and yawned slightly.
The door opened for a moment then closed, and Canada instantly knew it was either America... Or Prussia. He blushed lightly at the thought of the Albino.
Said Prussian walked into the living room, looking at Canada curiously. " The awesome me smells cookies... You can cook something other than Pancakes?!" He gasped in mock horror.
Canada pouted and threw a small pillow at Prussia, who easily caught it. "Aw come on Birdie, I was just joking." Canada still pouted. "It wasn't funny." Prussia stepped in front of the Canadian. "Do I need to tickle you to get that smile back~?"
Canada looked up instantly in horror. "Nooooo!" Prussia laughed and stepped back as the oven
PruCan- You Forgotten Me... 3PruCan- You Forgotten Me... 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Matthew stared wide eyed at the student at the doorframe. The teen walked up to Matthew and opened his arms. "Well? Aren't you going to at least say 'hi' to one of your best friends after ten long fucking years?" Matthew blinked before smiling widely (Which he hasn't done in a long time Author might add) and jumped into the Italian's arm. 'It is! It's Lovino!' Matthew thought brightly, and wrapped his skinny arms around his best friend.
Yes, in elementary school, Matthew had three best friends. Abel Morgens, the tough looking guy from Netherlands, Lovino Vargas, a potty mouth kid from Italy (Even though Matthew doesn't mind his language.) and Gilbert Beilschmidt from Germany. And Matthew was close with all of them…not the same could be said about each other, and it was funny when Lovino, Abel, and Gilbert would fight over who's Matthew's best friend. Until both Abel and Lovino had to go back to their home country. Leaving Gilbert to be Matthew's best friend. Look how THAT turned out.
Hetalia- The Awesome Merman - Part 3 -The Fun is Only Just BeginningHetalia- The Awesome Merman - Part 3 -2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Prince Gil groaned as he swam through the water to his hidden cave. Gilguppy swimming after him.
It had only been several days since what happened with Matthew-
Gil stopped and sighed, rolling onto his back so he could see the sun shimmering from above the waves.
He closed his eyes remembering the face of Matthew.
Light blond hair...violet eyes...that little blond curl hanging in his face.
A smile crept onto his face.
Gilguppy nudged him, signalling their arrival at the cave.
Gil swam down to the entrance of the cave, swimming inside.
He eyes widened.
Lying there in the middle of the cave was the sculpture of Matthew and his brother. Gil swam around it, staring at the sculpture Matthew. Flicking dirt onto the face of sculpture Alfred as he did.
Gil sighed staring at the face of the stone fake Matthew.
"You like him, yes?" came two sudden voices.
Gil turned to see two pair of eyes staring back at him from the shadows.
What caught Gil's eye was the f
Dieppe Raid - A PruCan storyMatthew silenced the rest of his troops as he took a glance out of the window. The afternoon sun was shining over the northern French Port town of Dieppe, and if it wasn't for the sound of gunfire and the smell of burning fuel lingering in the air, it would have been a beautiful place to visit. But now, the Canadian could only look over to the beach, the bodies of his fellow soldier's scattered over the shingle beach, tanks abandoned and burning along the promenade.Dieppe Raid - A PruCan story2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What now, Canada?" murmured one of the soldiers, as he trod carefully towards him. The nation sighed and turned to face the small squad that was left, focusing on the Corporal that had spoken. The rest of them were kneeling down between the slot machines and gambling tables of the casino they had held themselves in.
"I don't know," he whispered back, ensuring the rest didn't hear him. "There's too many Germans." He turned back to the window, as the Corporal returned to the troops, helping those more injured then the rest.