A/N Okay so...This is basically just a random story I started to write. It's reuploaded from my dA account. 8D Hope you enjoy! Oh and the first chapter is basically about this Prussian general who went to America to teach the troops some stuff...Sort of forgot his name. lDD

Warning - Slight PruCan in this chapter. Nothing really bad...Oh yeah that's right...Use of Human names, and cursing.

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The Prussian placed his feet on the table and let out a sigh of relief. He was heading over seas to train some kid. Why? Well, Gilbert had decided this would of been the best time for a vacation, and he could find some fun training some kid.

"And right after the awesome me won the Seven Years! Kesesesesese!" Gilbert laughed.

He stood up and walked out of his small cabin, laughing as he walked through the very narrow hall. He got up on deck of the ship and breathed in the fresh air, still laughing his trademark laugh. He then looked out land and saw the upcoming land.

Gilbert got off the boat and quickly walked around, looking at all the men. He was to train one-hundred and twenty men. Oh and Arthur's son.

Gilbert walked around the town for a bit, realizing after awhile he spoke only a bit of English and he was going to need a translator to help him if he was going to train these good for nothing men. He soon walked out to the woods, figuring out that if he was going to train these men, he was going to need to know of the area first. He let out a laugh at the thought of those men at his feet, begging for a break.

The Prussian stopped moving and turned his head to the side, hearing a twig snap. His eyes scanned the bushes till he saw a blond piece of hair, in the shape of a curl, in the bushes. He smirked, thinking that the curl belonging to the kid he was going to train. He quickly walked over to it and gave it a tug, smirking still.

A squeak came from the bushes, it sounded close of a moan and a gasp. "W-Who..." The owner of the curl said as he looked up at Gilbert, his face slightly red.

" It's the awesome me. Gilbert Beilschmidt! I'm here to train you." Gilbert said, frowning at the sight of the kid. He wasn't suspecting a cute boy like him. Wait, did he just thought cute? No, it was just his mind playing with him.

"W-What? M-Me? W-W-Why?" The boy asked.

"Because you asked me too, stupid." Gilbert said glaring at the boy. "Anyway, what's your name? I'm sure you already know my awesome name since I told you! Kesesesesese!" He laughed.

"Canada." The boy said, frowning slightly again.

"...Was."

"I-I'm C-Canada..." He said again.

"...Human name, now." Gilbert said, slightly glaring down at the boy.

"M-M-M-Matthew W-Williams." The boy stuttered.

"Bumsen. Your...Francis's child...not Arthur's...Bumsen, bumsen, bumsen." Gilbert said over and over again as he hit his head on a tree, feeling quite un awesome for once...Wait no, he was always awesome, Matthew had just acted un awesome and not told the awesome him about not being Arthur's child. Yeah, that was it.

"I-Is s-something w-wrong...M-Mr. B-Beilschm...idt?" Matthew asked, standing up from out of the bush.

"Nein." Gilbert said as he starting walking away.

Matthew watched what way Gilbert was walking in and quickly realized that it was not the way to his brother.

"M-Mr. Beilschmidt!" Matthew said, just slightly above a whisper.

The Prussian didn't hear him, and kept on walking.

Matthew let out a sigh and quickly ran over to Gilbert and slightly tapped him on his shoulder. "Mr...B-Beilschmidt." He said, just barely above a whisper again.

Gilbert immediately grabbed Matthew's arm, twisting it to behind Matthew's back, and pushed him up against a tree. "Was?" Gilbert said, not letting go of Matthew's arm.

Matthew winced in pain and then took a deep breath. "M-My...b-brother lives t-that w-way..." The Canadian whispered, pointing to the way Gilbert just came from.

"I know." Gilbert said as he let go of Matthew's arm and continued the way he was heading.

"D-D-Don't...go t-that...way." Matthew stuttered.

Gilbert turned around and stared at Matthew a bit. "And why shouldn't I?" He asked.

"...That's...J-just don't g-go that way..." Matthew said, frowning.

"I'll go that way if I want to." Gilbert said with a laugh as he walked the way.

Matthew grabbed Gilbert's arm, his eyes slightly wide and a frown still on his face. "Don't."

Gilbert let out a growl. "Fine." Gilbert said with a groan as he walked back the way he came.

Matthew let out a sigh of relief and walked where he told Gilbert not to.

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Nein - No in German

Bumsen - German for Fuck

Was - What in German

If I got any of my German wrong, please tell me. 83

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