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.
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
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!!1 year 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.
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: PruCan2 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
Seemingly Unnoticed-PruCanSongFic: "We All Fall Down" AerosmithSeemingly Unnoticed-PruCan1 year 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
Perfectly Imperfect: PruCan'It's so nice tonight,' Matthew said as he and Gilbert walked to a nearby park.Perfectly Imperfect: PruCan2 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 Day1 year 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
A Night OutThis is based off of a RP I did with WhiteWolfArtist. She was Prussia, and I was Canada.A Night Out2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Well that could have been worse." Canada muttered as he left the World Meeting. "At least nobody sat on me this time."
Canada hugged his white teddy bear (Kuma- something) against his chest in an attempt to console himself. Everyone at the meeting had ignored him again.
He brightened up when he saw Prussia coming toward him. The two had first met when Canada introduced Prussia to maple syrup and they had become friends since then, much to Canada's delight. Prussia remembered him, and never mistook him for America. Canada had developed a crush on the somewhat narcissistic former country.
"Hey Birdie, how are you doing?" Prussia slapped Canada's back in a friendly gesture.
"Oh, hey Prussia." Canada blushed slightly and hoped it wasn't noticeable.
"Do you wanna grab a drink with me?" Prussia asked, his usual cocky grin on his face. "Spain's busy with Romano and France
Sick Day /PruCanIt had started off with sniffles early morning, and tossing and turning. The steady rain outside was soothing, and letting off a mood of relaxation; as much as Matthew would have loved to give into it and sleep a few more hours, it was just too hot, and too cold. The consistent pounding of water droplets on concrete, and brick was absolutely hypnotising, but every blink caused a sharp pain, and the grumbling of a groan. The ceiling fan's buzzing quickly grew more irritating every minute he was conscious, and Gilbert's thrashing around was no better.Sick Day /PruCan2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Picking up, and moving Gilbert's arm from it's current position around his neck, he called out to him. "Gilbert!"
After many failed attempts at waking his partner, he slowly sat up, and looked around the room. It was lighter than it had been an hour ago, the sun was finally rising, though the rain seemed to have gotten worse. A pain sparked in his head again, and he dropped backwards onto the pillow with a heavy huff. The fall must have wok
Das ist die Liebe: PruCan'Gilbert I have to leave.'Das ist die Liebe: PruCan2 years ago in Romance More Like This
'But Birdie you can't leave me!'
Matthew rolled his eyes at the albino that was currently sprawled over him. He had sat down on the couch to put on his shoes and before he knew it the man was laying in his lap. Luckily for Gilbert Matthew always got ready early and preferred having ample time to leave.
'You don't want me to be late for work do you?' he asked toying with the feathery locks. Gilbert turned on his side, pressing his face into Matthew's shirt mumbling. 'What was that?'
'If you didn't have to go to work then I could spend all day with you,' Gilbert said again. He closed his eyes at the gentle feeling of the long fingers softly running through his hair. It amazed him at how Matthew put up with him. Had he done this to anyone else they would have sent him tumbling to the ground. Matthew on the other hand was soft and gentle, relying instead in persuasion and not violence. It made the man fall even more in love with him every day.
'Yes but if I never
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-1 year 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
Canadiens Vs Canucks Sudden Death: PruCan'Scheisse,' Gilbert cursed to himself. How could he forget about today? He usually tread carefully on days such as these, sneaking downstairs for a beer every once in a while, avoiding the Canadian as much as possible. If Matthew caught him then he would be trapped for the remainder of the evening.Canadiens Vs Canucks Sudden Death: PruCan1 year ago in Humor More Like This
He was standing in the kitchen, beer forgotten in his hand, a Canadian bustling around him excitedly. Matthew was grabbing all the snack food they owned. He was wearing his normal jeans with a large blue and white jersey one. Today was the big game between the Montreal Canadiens and the Vancouver Canucks and Gilbert just happened to live with the world's biggest hockey fan.
As Matthew carried the many bowls of food out into their spacious living room Gilbert fished out his phone and send a quick text. To Al: help me!!
He didn't have to wait long before it buzzed back. To Gilbo: What do you need?
To Al: Come and save me! Keep me company!!
To Gilbo: Why do you need----
Silent Night-PruCanChecking his watch for the fifth time in just five minutes, Gilbert gave a little start. Nearly seven in the evening, Matthew should be coming to join him soon. He paced, digging himself a nice trench through the snow covered ground. This night always made him nervous, it was such a big deal to Matthew. Not that he would ever come out and say that directly, always hiding how he truly felt but Gilbert knew. This night meant more to him then all the other nights of the year, which Gilbert found rather odd but he didnt questioned it. Once again he checked his watch, only one minute having passed and he jumped feeling something wet hit his cheek. Looking up to the cloudy night sky that had a twinge of orange to it he saw it was snowing lightly again. That was good, in fact it was perfect, he thought relaxing just a little bit. Even though he could very much do without the powdery precipitation, Matthew lived for the stuff. One more glance at his watch as he continued to paSilent Night-PruCan1 year ago in Drama More Like This
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 Plan4 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
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 Again2 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
Facing One's Demons: PruCanGilbert smiled as he watched his fiancé flit around the house, performing mundane tasks that the Canadian appeared to actually enjoy doing. Only he seemed all too happy cleaning the kitchen and straightening the living room. ‘Birdie, come here and snuggle with me. Stop your cleaning before I feel the need to mess it all up again.’Facing One's Demons: PruCan1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Matthew beamed at the albino that was currently sprawled out on the couch working on his best puppy dog look. ‘I suppose I could use a break,’ he said finally sitting down and immediately being imprisoned in a tight hug by the other. The blond loved being held. He had never really been too sure about human contact until Gilbert. Alfred had always hurt him whenever he hugged him; Arthur wasn’t really into hugs and such, only doing so when Alfred begged or just glomped him; Francis had always had an ulterior motive, hands ghosting down or feeling him up. But with Gilbert he felt safe and loved, knowing the man would never hu
Last Page- PruCanDear DiaryLast Page- PruCan1 year ago in Drama More Like This
Prussia hastily scrawled the heading across the top of one of the last pages in a very worn journal. He knew he probably shouldnt have taken the time to come here and right this, but he knew he had to. He wasn't quite sure what was going to happen to him and there needed to be some sort of record of it. Looking around to the numerous already filled journals lining the walls of the large room he smiled, it would be a shame not to write down this moment. After all, he thought dipping his favorite old fashion pen into the ink well, authors dont let their books go unfinished.
This is mein last entry in the Great Prussias diary.
Putting those words down on paper had almost the same effect on him as if he had said out loud. They were painful to realize, his head started reeling. How had this happened so fast? How had the end just snuck up on him like this? Prussia took a deep breath, he thought he would have forever but now it seeme
BreatheI first met Matthew after talking with the therapist for the fourth week.Breathe2 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
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 Morgen1 year 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
[ A Deer In The Headlights ] PruCanBEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP. BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP. BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP.[ A Deer In The Headlights ] PruCan1 year 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
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, Birdie1 year 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
Twinkling Lights: PruCan - Happy Holidays!!‘It’s far too wet for this,’ Gilbert grumbled as he huddled under the giant umbrella. His jacket had been soaked a long time ago but he didn’t want to be in the rain anymore. Back in the morning of that same rainy day, he had come downstairs still feeling stuffed from the massive Thanksgiving dinner Alfred and Matthew had prepared the night before ready to eat more food only to see his living room transformed.Twinkling Lights: PruCan - Happy Holidays!!1 year ago in Romance More Like This
‘Holy Scheisse! Weihnachten!’ he exclaimed freezing in his tracks taking in the glittering baubles and sparkling lights. Gilbert managed to make his way into the kitchen only to see a very grumpy looking Arthur nursing a cuppa and an energetic Alfred bouncing around in a hideous reindeer sweater that lit up. He blinked at the odd pair then looked for his blond. Matthew was wearing a red sweater with little white snowflakes and maple leaves along the edges happily flipping pancakes while whistling a Christmas tune.
‘Welcome to the family,&
Skype Surprise: PruCan'Hey Birdie hurry up!' Gilbert yelled to Matthew to join him in the living room. He was plopped down in front of his computer with the Skype window up. He had convinced Matthew to finally talk to Ludwig since Gilbert hadn't actually told him that they were dating. Now that they were engaged it had to be time.Skype Surprise: PruCan2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Matthew walked into the room carrying a tray with some very sweet looking bars on it. 'Sucre à la crème,' he said placing the tray down. 'A specialty in Quebec.'
'Awesome,' Gilbert said snagging himself a bar. 'Now sit down so we can get this over with.' Matthew tugged a blanket off the back of the couch and sat next to the Prussian only to be pulled over into his lap.
'Hey, I thought we were talking to your brother. I doubt he'll want me sitting on your lap,' Matthew exclaimed though his efforts to get away were mediocre at best.
'Oh Ludwig won't care. Plus this time of night he's usually drunk. He's with Feli right now in Italy and Feli always gets him to drink a tad t
Learning to Fly: PruCan - Art TradeMatthew walked into the music store, in desperate need of some new music. Little did he know that his life would change yet again from those red eyes.Learning to Fly: PruCan - Art Trade1 year ago in Romance More Like This
'Hey Birdie, long time no see!'
Matthew stared in disbelief at the man standing before him. He remembered everything about him. He had tried to get the pesky albino out of his mind since that day but no matter how hard he tried he couldn't succeed. Gilbert was standing there with his confident grin in an old black band t-shirt and black skinny jeans. Matthew blinked again as Gilbert started talking.
'Yeah Birdie. I thought it suited you since you tried to fly and all,' the albino explained.
'I tried to fly...' Matthew trailed off understanding the other man. He blushed and looked away. 'I should probably thank you for that,' he started quietly.
'I'm stopping you right there,' Gilbert cut in. 'Just seeing you alive is enough for me.
Happy Birthday: PruCan Everything had to be perfect. Matthew was running around the house making last minute adjustments. It did not help that he had a small polar bear, a dog and a kitten following after him.Happy Birthday: PruCan2 years ago in Romance More Like This
'Okay I just need to make sure that the pancakes are---!' Matthew cut of mid sentence to regain his footing from tripping over the small white puppy that had plopped itself down in front of his foot as he paused to think. 'Mon Dieu Krieger, you could have killed me.' The puppy merely wagged his tail and yipped happily.
Matthew rolled his eyes before glancing at the clock once more. 'Maple! I've got to hurry!' he exclaimed, this time tripping over the small white and cream spotted cat, rushing to the kitchen. He paused for a second to gather his wits before cracking his knuckles and setting to work on making the best pancake batch he had ever made.
'Paix you're lucky that I didn't step on you. Next time be more careful,' he scolded the kitten as he gathered all the in
APH PruCan - L-O-V-E-Y-O-U-B-I-R-D-I-E"Uh.... Whatcha doin' Birdie?"APH PruCan - L-O-V-E-Y-O-U-B-I-R-D-I-E1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Canada pulled his head upward at the Prussian male, ignoring the snowflakes beginning to fall upon his extremely red cheeks. He gave a small smile, a sniffle being added as well, "H-Hi Prussia...is there something you need?"
"Nein? But I would like to know why you're sitting out here alone, its Christmas!"
The Canadian chuckled as he turned his head away, almost as though he didnt care about the holiday. December 25th, 11:42 pm, at this time, all the countries would be at the G8 Christmas Party held by Italy this year. Although some forget about Canada, he would still attend the gathering just to be with Alfred or France, sometimes even England. Why he wasnt attending this year? Clearly he wouldnt tell.
"Eh...I just needed to get out for a bit..."
Prussia could tell by the sadness in his voice, something was off about the northern country. He sighed as he sat down next to him on the frozen bench, he unwrapped his plaid decorated scarf from his neck, then