THIS IS PURE CRACK! But hopefully amusing.
Pairing: Prussia x Canada
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Warnings: Perverseness, Prussia, crack
Enjoy~! XD
Insanity
This was one of those days when Prussia felt like ripping all of his clothes apart, and running naked to someone else's house. That 'other person' would obviously be his sweet and quiet little lover, Canada. The almighty ex-nation wanted to sweep Canada in his arms and carry him to the huge bed made of pine tree – and make love to his lover all day and night long.
His little plan had obvious flaws. First, he couldn't run from Germany to Canada – especially not naked. So he'd have to catch a plane and suffer through those long, long hours sitting in a fully packed aeroplane. He'd have to listen to children crying and screaming – gosh how he hated kids, probably listen to some old lady's ranting about 'how the young people are so inconsiderate nowadays' and after the ranting the old lady's walking stick would surely make contact with his head. And to sit in a plane with a boner in his pants? There was no way he could tolerate it.
Prussia wanted Canada. Now, not after a horrid plane ride. Not after waiting so many hours. Not after getting packed in a small space – the plane. Prussia wouldn't be horny anymore. So, what to do? Canada wouldn't surely take the first flight to Germany, just to see his lover 'just because he was bored'. No, Germany didn't want to stress Canada when he knew how much work his poor lover had to do every day.
Were there any options left? Prussia sat down on his couch and started to think carefully. You couldn't ride a car over the Atlantic, a plane was out of question – at least a public one.
Hey! There was an idea! A private plane! If he only asked Ludwig…
"Meine liebe Bruder! May I, the great Prussia and the awesome You's brother, borrow your awesome fighter plane?"
"…"
"Please, Bruder! I'll wash the dishes the whole next month if you don't!"
"…Gilbert, no."
"Fine then! I'll burn down your 'fancy porcelain dolls' that you've been hiding in your room! And I'll tell Italy that you like crossdressing!"
Prussia knew he had won when he saw the horrid look on his brothers face – and the blush.
"Fine then, stupid brother. But don't fire the cannons."
He grinned wickedly as his brother.
"Sure thing. Not much at least."
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The look on his lover's face was priceless when Prussia had parked Ludwig's huge fighter plane on Canada's yard. Canada had ran down the stairs and pointed at the plane with an expression of surprise and horror on his face.
"B-but Gilbert! Are you sure that it's legal to park fighter planes on a yard?" Prussia burst into a laughter and piched Canada's cheeks in a playful manner.
"Silly, of course it's okay! This is your country, you make the rules." Canada blushed.
"Oh yes, I suppose it's okay then. But what are you doing here, Gilbert? Well it's a nice surprise but.."
The Canadian was cut off with a sudden kiss.
"Is it illegal to come and see your lover? I did miss you…"
Canada smiled and hugged Prussia warmly. He was anything but disappointed by the Prussian's sudden visit. He had missed him too.
"No, but I know you, Gilbert. There must be something else…"
"Okay okay, I got horny. And it wouldn't go away. So I took my brother's plane and flew here."
Canada blushed even more and shook his head, laughing a bit.
"You're as stupid as ever, Gilbert."
Prussia grinned and pulled his slightly shorter lover towards him, whispering in his ear:
"So, how about it?"