The time was WW2, Canada a.k.a Matthew Williams flew over the enemy lines in his fighter plane shooting at enemy planes. His partner was flying by his side but was suddenly shot down and soon after Matthew found himself plummeting to the earth.

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Matthew awoke, he was in his plane which had hit the ground sometime later. Matt looked around for his partners plane. Seeing nothing but trees he tried to free himself from the planes wreaked cockpit but his left foot was stuck, Matthew started to panic frantically trying to free his leg when he heard a rustling in the trees was it the enemy or was it his partner and not the enemy.
Prussia a.k.a Gilbert walked in the trees, again trying to escape West's intensive training sessions which he was forcing on him more now but Gilbert didn't want to fight and wasn't he supposed to be the one pushing West around

"Damn that West!" Gilbert mumbled loudly to himself. As he continued walking he heard a voice from behind the trees and some sounds of a struggle. Gil walked to the bushes and looked through. The pilot of the crashed plan was amazingly handsome he had golden blonde hair with a stray curl coming from his hair he had sky blue eyes now wide with fear like a deer in the headlights. Gilbert approached the now board stiff pilot of the plane who couldn't move even if he wanted to

"D-Don't hurt me..." Matt mumbled now shivering with cold and fear

"Its alright..." Gilbert said slowly approaching the plane

"I'm not gonna hurt you." Matthew stared at Gilbert in confusion

"I'm here to help you." Gilbert said

"B...But aren't you my enemy." Matthew replied

"Only when my stupid brother West is around."Gilbert said

"O-Oh alright I'll trust you..." Matt extended a hand out to Gilbert in friendship. Gilbert smiled

"Alright then!" he tried to pull Matt's leg from the cockpit

"Okay I'm gonna lift it up a bit then you pull your foot out. " Gilbert instructed

"Alright but are you sure you can..."

"Of course I can. " Gilbert lifted up on the dashboard and Matthew pulled his foot out. Gilbert helped him down from the planes cockpit and sat him on the ground "Maybe you should come back with me and heal that foot up." Gilbert looked at Matthew's cut up and slightly bruised foot

"Um...well." Matthew stood up cringing and almost falling over from the pain but was caught by Gilbert

"O-Okay maybe I should..." Matthew hesitated. Gilbert smiled

"Awesome!, Do you want me to carry you?"

"can you?"

"If I can lift the dashboard of a planes cockpit I'm sure I can carry you." Gilbert picked Matthew up and carried him through the woods to him and his brothers house

Gilbert laid Matthew on the ground behind a bush

"I'm gonna go and see if West is here if he is we're gonna have to go in the back."

"Wont...Won't your brother find me?"

"Nah I live in the basement and West never comes down there he's always upstairs or in his room with Feli." Gil walked over to the house and looked in all the windows

"West is in there but he's in his room I saw him in there 'with' Feli kesesese."

"M-Maybe we should go in the back just to be safe..."

"Yea okay we will." Gilbert picked Matthew up and carried him around the back of the house and slid the door open to a hallway and a flight of stairs. Gil closed the door quietly and flicked a light on in the stairwell and eased his way down cringing at every creak, when they finally reached the bottom he laid Matt on the couch and trotted back up the stairs to close the top door and flick the light off

"Well this is home." Gil said gesturing to he room around him where there was a bar and two couches

"Where do you sleep? On the couches..."

"Nah I have a bed through that door." he pointed to a door hidden slightly by the shadow of the corner

"Well it's pretty nice Its nicer than where my brother used to make me stay."

"Hehe yea West is okay for a brother I mean I'm the oldest but he pushes me around more these days." Gilbert grabbed a first aid kit and started to wrap Matt's foot in a bandage

"Oh...a-and...Thanks...you know, for saving me." Gilbert paused and looked up at him with his shining crimson eyes

"Your welcome by the way I never caught your name." Matthew smiled

"I'm Matthew, Matthew Williams. Whats your name?" "

Nice to Meet you Matthew my names Gilbert or Gil if you prefer Mattie." Gil stuck out his hand and Matthew took it

"I think I'll just call you Gilbert I like that." They both smiled as Gilbert continued to doctor Matthew's foot.

~Time Lapse~

Gilbert slumped on the couch Matt had fallen asleep a while ago and now unintentionally was leaning on Gilbert's shoulder. Gilbert blushed and smiled as he studied Matthew's tired and dirty face thinking 'You know no matter what West does to me I'm glad I ran off from training today.' Gil smiled but then thought 'What if West comes down here and finds him, I could take him in my room and I sleep on the couch and I'll be clever and put a beer next to me on the table to make it look I passed out drunk' smirking at his clever plan he gently picked Matt up off the couch and carried him to his bed and la him down. He started to walk out when he heard Matthew call him

"Gilbert W-What are you doing, eh?"

"Hm...I was gonna let you have my bed and I'm gonna crash on the couch so mein little bruder won't see you when he comes down to wake me up."

"Oh...a-are you sure Gilbert?" Gilbert smiled "

Yea it's cool Mattie."

"Okay, thank you Gilbert." Gil closed the door and walked over to the bar and poured a bit of beer into the glass pouring some back to look like he had been drinking it and lay it on the table. He lay down on the couch and stared at the ceiling for a bit thinking 'I wonder who Matthew is, is he just a person or is he a country.' Gilbert knew he had to ask Matt some questions about that tomorrow and soon he closed his eyes and slept.

~Le Time Lapse ~

It was fairly early in the morning Matthew was laying there staring at the roof and wondering 'Who is Gilbert I mean he seems nice enough but I wonder if hes a country or if he's just someone who lives in Germany and I wonder who that West is, Is it common in Germany to have albinos?' as he lay pondering this he heard something outside the door like a voice booming like a bass drum

"Prussia you lazy dumkof! You got drunk didn't you!? Get your ass up!"