Matthew sat down on the couch pulling a red blanket over his knees and snuggled down a little. Grumpily he scooped some lovely French vanilla ice cream into his mouth, which was of course drenched in his most favourite sticky treat. Today had just made him feel miserable. Sitting at home everyday, with only a polar bear that couldn't even remember who you were, caused him to have some pretty depressing days.
Right in the middle of such melancholy who better to burst through his front door?
"HEY! Little Birdie! What ya doing?" Gilbert pranced into the living room looking down on said little birdie.
Canada groaned and kept eating his ice cream, he wasn't in the mood to make pancakes.
"Birdie what's wrong? You're not happy? Why is your ice cream in a mug not a bowl?" With out asking he took the seat next to Matthew and stared down in the mug filled with an oddly coloured ice cream.
"Why can't it be in a mug eh? And I'm not happy because I haven't seen my boyfriend 3 days." Matthew glared at the wall.
"But I'm here now! Aren't you happy? This gloomy place just got awesome!" Gilbert wrapped his arms around Mattie and kissed his forehead.
Canada grumbled a little but leaned into him anyway. "Yeah but I still have another problem."
"What's that Birdie? Awesome me can fix it" Gil beamed at the frowning Canadian.
"This maple syrup you bought me is disgusting"
Oh snap
"W-What?" Gilbert gulped.
"Its maple flavoured syrup" Matthew stared him right in the eyes.
"Oh shi- Mattie I'm so sorry! I swear I didn't know! I will get you the right stuff!"
Yeah that's what I thought, run Gil, run!