THE MASK WITHIN THE MIRROR
A PRUCAN FOR ALL THOSE FANS OUT THERE IN ! :3
Writers who wrote this:
Midnightestrella
NarutoNineTailsFury
Pairings: RoChu, Hints of RusCan, GerIta, PolandXLithuania & Spamano. Pruba (CubaXPrussia)is a pairing in here, but, not really there... you know? No, It's not really a pairing, we just threw that in there.
Cast: Evil Warlock Ivan, Servant Yao, Prince Matthew, Knights Arthur and Alfred, The Bad touch trio as themselves, Cook Feliciano, Friend of the prince Lovino, Magic user Natalia, Friend of Ludwig in the real world and in The Mirror realm Kiku, Servant Toris (Lithuania), Magic user Iryna (Ukraine), Cheating Fiance Carlos Machado (Cuba), Servant Eduard (Estonia), Servant Raivis (Latvia), and The boy at the ball Feliks (Poland).
GILBERT was visiting Canada. Well, His boss fired him and told the lazy albino he needed a job. A better job.
In CANADA.
The prussian had to go all the way over there, just to get a good job? Really? Gilbert was in a bus. Luckily, his friends Francis, and Antonio decided to tag along. The bus was filled with people, talking in quick french. Antonio and Gilbert only understood a few words that was flying out of the canadians mouths.
"Hey, Francis..." The albino started.
"Oui, Gilbert?"
"Do you think I'll get a new boyfriend..?"
Antonio jumped into the conversation,
"You're going to cheat on your Carlos?!"
Gilbert blurted,
"No! And please quiet down!"
"He'll quiet down when you do!" The frenchman replied.
Gilbert sighed,
"No! I'm not going to cheat on him! Just thought... Maybe I'll take someone home with me..."
The Spaniard and The Frenchman looked at one another, then they snickered at the same time:
"Ooooooh!~"
Gilbert rolled his eyes then smirked,
"Yep. I'm going to take someone home with zhe awesome me!" The trio laughed until the bus stopped.
"ALL OF THE PASSENGERS, GOT YOUR CAMERAS READY?" The bus driver asked through the speaker.
"Cameras?" Antonio asked, with a raised eyebrow.
"Francis...?" Gilbert turned to him, confused as well.
"Why are you looking at moi, like zat? I didn't do anyzing!" Francis put his hands up in surrender.
"CRAAAAP!" Gilbert hissed, "Ve got on zhe vrong bus!"
oOo
The trio stepped out of the mobile with the rest of the tourists.
"ZHIS IS UN-AWESOME! VE GOT ON A BUS FOR TOURISTS! CRAAAAAP!" Gilbert whined while Francis facepalmed.
Antonio pointed out, "It WAS kinda your fault, Gil."
"Sh-SHUT-UP! Zhe awesome me did zhis on purpose!"
"Sure, Gil." Francis replied as they climbed the steps. The trio walked into the palace, the smell made their noses wrinkle up a bit. The place was beautiful though. A gold chandelier hung on the high ceiling, the curtains were drawn back, the stained glass windows were a bit chipped but they still held beauty. The trio gaped at the sight.
Gilbert looked around the old castle, "This place is awesome! Not as awesome as me of course!"
Antonio smiled, "Agreed amigo, this palace is muy guapo! I should take Lovi to see this place!"
Francis chuckled, "Mon ami...I wish you luck on that!
Francis and Gilbert chuckle good naturally, while Antonio pouts childishly.
"Hey! Vhat's that?"
Francis and Antonio looked at each other,
"What's what?"
The prussian went out of the tourist group and gestured at the flight of stairs which had a sign:
No Trespassing.
"Zhink we should go? Kesesese!~"
The Spaniard and the frenchman exchanged worried glances, they whispered then nodded:
"Gilb- WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" They cried as they saw the prussian slink up the stairs. Gilbert smirked,
"Vhat does it look like i'm doing? Trespassing."
The two friends saw their amigo vanish as he turned left up the stairs.
"Should we..?"
"Oui. He's our friend!"
The two raced up the stairs to catch up with the albino.
Gilbert kes'ed as he walked up the stairs quickly, his friends at his heels. He finally made it at what seemed to be a throne room.
"Vow, Guys look at this place!"
Francis and Antonio looked around the magnificent throne room.
"Mon Dieu..."
"Wow..."
Gilbert turned and smiled at them, "See! Zis place is awesome! And ve vould have missed it! I-"
He was interrupted by a quiet voice near the front of the room,
"W-who are you?"
Gilbert spun on his heels & he squeaked in surprise.
A man stood with a plain T-shirt and jeans. He seemed normal. Gilbert sighed.
"W-who are you, a-and why a-are you here?"
The albino smirked and strutted over to the blonde man,
"I'm Gilbert, zhe awesome one. I'm here cuz i'm bored and in need of a stupid job."
The Canadian stuttered,
"Leave! Y-You're not s-suppose to be h-here!"
The trio exchanged glances,
"Pero, amigo, why are YOU here?"
The Canadian shook his head,
"That doesn't matter! I-I live here, I mean, I work here! I'm the janitor and guard!" he glared.
The trio didn't buy it, but they didn't want to get in trouble.
"Uh, sure... um... we were just leaving, Au revoir." Francis tugged at his friend's sleeves. They walked out of the room.
The canadian sighed and he turned to the large mirror which was placed on the wall. He muttered something incoherent. He slowly stepped into the mirror...
Gilbert turned his head and ran into the room, he saw it all. Gilbert chuckled and ran into the mirror. He was swallowed inside.
Francis and Antonio ran, until they noticed Gilbert wasn't following.
"Where did he go?"
"He went back into the throne room!" The two ran up the stairs, a little too late. Their friend was nowhere to be found.
"Gilbert..?"
"where... did he go..?"
When the friends glanced at the mirror, they saw themselves wearing royal garments fit for kings with a royal masquerade masks rimmed in gold. They blinked and they vanished, leaving their original clothing.
"You saw that, didn't you, amigo?"
"Oui. I did, Antonio..."
The two squinted at the mirror then Francis walked out,
"Let's go search the other rooms... apparently, he's not here.."
Antonio nodded slowly, but before he left, he glanced at the mirror once more, and he saw his reflection give a golden glow. He wore the same outfit, only for a split second, then the Spaniard left the room.
oOo
The Canadian quickly looked down at his royal clothes and sighed; that was the only place that he could have some freedom, but duty calls... He stopped in his tracks when he heard a peculiar laugh, he turned quickly and saw the man from the other world!
"W-What are you d-doing here?!"
Gilbert chuckled, "I followed you...awesomely!" Then he looked down at his royal cape and gold rimmed mask, "Vhat zhe...?"
The Canadian shook his head quickly, "N-no! Y-you can't stay here!"
He stopped in his tracks when he heard voices calling him, "Prince? Prince?!"
He quickly pushed Gilbert into the closet and answered quickly "Y-yes?"
A knight quickly came in, "Prince Matthew, you missed breakfast, so everyone was worried"
Matthew nodded, "I-I'm sorry. I d-didn't mean to frighten anyone... "
The knight smiled, "Well, would you like me to get something for you to snack on, prince?"
Matthew chuckled, "A-arthur... I thought I t-told you that w-we were friends, you didn't have to b-be so formal when not in p-present company"
The knight, Arthur, chuckled. "Quite right, Force of habit, I suppose. I can get Feliciano to cook something for you?"
Matthew shook his head, "It's alright. I'm not really hungry."
Arthur nodded, "I'll have to go train the young new knights P-Matthew, Your brother is quite the rookie."
Matthew smiled and nodded, his brother WAS next in line for the throne, but he preferred to be on the battlefield, so he passed the throne to his younger brother Matthew. Arthur bowed and left the room.
Gilbert was furious, 'Thrown into a royal closet? UN-AWESOME!' He thumped on the closet door,
"HELLO?! ZHAT VAS REALLY UN-AWESOME OF YOU TO THRO-"
"Hush! You are so loud, Sir Gilbert." The Canadian opened the door which made the prussian fall on top of him.
"W-We're t-too close..." Matthew squeaked.
Gilbert blushed,
"Ja..." Gilbert smirked and leaned forward, Matthew could feel his hot breath on his face. Matthew blushed and rolled the 'Dangerous Stranger' off of him.
"W-What were you th-thinking?! Y-Y-You were... GOING TO KISS ME?!"
Gilbert cried,
"NO, I VASN'T GOING TO DO ZHAT, ZHAT WOU-"
"Prince Matthew, aru. Are you okay in there? Are you talking to someone in there, aru?" Yao the servant asked and knocked on the door. Matthew stood up and fixed his cape,
"Y-yes. Just, trying to remember my lines for the royal masquerade, Yao."
The chinese man was not convinced,
"The masquerade is not until next month, aru."
Matthew face-palmed, 'think, THINK!' He replied quickly,
"Remember, I, I have bad memory, and I'm frightened that'll forget my lines by then, Yao."
Yao nodded,
"Right, Your majesty, aru. I'll see you, later on in the day for brunch, aru." Yao walked down the marbled floors, smiling as he did so.
oOo
Ivan was evilly grinning as he was walking on the training grounds, hiding with the casting shadows of the trees.
Arthur swung his sword, so did Alfred. CLASH!
"Your lacking form, Alfred!" Arthur exclaimed as he swung again. Alfred deflected the blow,
"Your lacking strength, Arty!"
The two were in full battle positions, they were in serious training.
"Hello, Arthur, and Alfred..."
They stopped and held their swords up,
"Sir Ivan? Why are you here?!"
Ivan grinned and rose a ring that glistened in the sun,
"The engagement Remember, da?"
Alfred smirked,
"You never stop trying, now do you?"
Ivan tilted his head,
" 'You are only finished when you have quit, not when you have lost.' " He quoted.
Arthur bit his lip,
"True..."
"And I'll never stop until Little Matthew is mine. Simple. You still remember the engagement, da?"
"Of course. We have..."
"Then, The day I have one night with him is drawing near. It's tradition. After that one night, I get to marry him. Then, I'll be with him, until death do us part."
The russian added creepily and with a dark tone.
Natalia and Iryna jumped out of the trees, wearing dark blue cloaks that swayed when they landed.
"Ouch." Iryna complained and patted her chest.
Natalia held a ball of black electricity, she smiled,
"Big brother... I thoughtwe were going to get married..."
Ivan shifted nervously but he tried to stay creepy,
"He'll be mine..."
Alfred ran forward in full speed, he readied his sword for a slice at Ivan's neck,
"No, HE WON'T!"
Arthur held out his hand in an attempt to stop the rookie trainee, "Alfred! Wait!"
It was too late, Ivan had already thrown Alfred against the tree, knocking him out. "ALFRED!"
Arthur glared at the warlock, "WAS THAT REALLY NECESSARY!?"
Ivan looked at Alfred and then back at Arthur, "Da."
Arthur glared at Ivan once again, "YOU HAVE TO LEAVE THIS VERY MOMENT!"
oOo
Matthew looked outside at the commotion and he groaned, "Great, Ivan's here."
"Whose Ivan, Birdie?"
Matthew sighed.
"He's a man attempting to marry me.." then he turned, "Birdie?"
Gilbert shrugged,
"That's your nickname from now on!"
Gilbert smirked,
"He's obsessed about marrying... you?"
Matthew sighed,
"You have to leave now. This," He gestured the room, "This, Is not your world, so it doesn't concern you. Don't you have somebody that needs you back home?"
Gilbert frowned,
"Ja... I do."
Matthew grinned,
"That's great. You can go home now..." The canadian pushed the albino to the back of the room which held a big, gold-rimmed mirror.
"You have to leave..."
Gilbert sighed and he looked at Matthew, he was already chanting the spell.
Matthew gently pushed him in... and he was swallowed once more..
oOo
Ivan smirked,
"And if I don't?"
Belarus readied her electrical black orbs, she wanted to shed some blood on this training ground.
"I'll back you up, big brother..."
Arthur furrowed his eyebrows,
"Then, I have to make you.. or I'll have to end you..."
Ivan held up a hand, purple flames cascaded up his arm, into the palm of his hand,
"Three against one? Heh, This, will be entertainment..."
A servant with long brown hair tied in a ponytail came zipping down the stone steps,
"Arthur! I'll help you!"
Yao stood next to the british knight and took out a sword of the chinese ancients.
Arthur shook his head,
"Go take care of Alfred... he needs it.."
Yao nodded but, couldn't take hiseyes off of the Russian. His purple irises seem to swallow him up.
Yao marched over to the american and tilted Alfred's head.
Ivan smirked,
"You have a very pretty servant... pretty, for a man.."
Arthur grinned,
"Enough chatter, This is a battlefield..."
Ivan threw his purple flames, Natalia jumped and tossed her electrical ebony orbs at the knight.
Arthur dodged them all.
Iryne held up her hand, a green aura came and transformed into a dagger, she came sprinting in the most incredible speed a girl with a chest like that could muster.
Arthur was being attacked on all sides, Until someone shouted,
"E-ENOUGH!"
Arthur looked at the source of the voice, his prince. Matthew stormed into the field.
"W-What is the m-meaning of this?"
Both men attempted to tell their side of the story, but it was impossible to hear because of the other man. Matthew sighed, Yep back to work as usual.
Matthew nodded at Arthur and looked at Ivan, "Why did you attack my brother?"
Ivan continued to smile his unnerving smile, but held his sisters back, "He attempted to stop me from seeing you, Matvey."
Matthew sighed, "It's Matthew, and you shouldn't have fallen for his provocation,"
He sighed once again, "I did promise you that I would listen to what you have to say,"
Matthew gestured for Ivan to follow him and gave Arthur a reassuring smile, but that did nothing to quell Arthur's unease.
oOo
"AH! There you are, amigo!"
Gilbert jumped as he looked over at his friends coming to meet him, in front of the mirror. His mask and fancy garments were gone and he was wearing his usual attire.
Francis smiled at Gilbert, "Mon ami, we've been looking for you! It's already 6, the castle is about to close,"
Gilbert sighed and nodded, "THE AWESOME ME DOESN'T NEED TO BE REMINDED! KESESESE!"
Both of his friends sweatdropped, but they started to head home, though Gilbert put up a brave front, he couldn't forget what he just saw, Was he going crazy? He didn't think so... But one thing is for sure is that this wouldn't be the last time he would go see that odd mirror and odder prince.
oOo
Matthew was eating his pasta, which a certain italian made for him.
"Are-a you okay-a, Matthew?"
Feliciano asked as he was smiling.
"Yes... I am..."
Truth is, Mattie wished that he would see Gilbert... Again...
END OF CHAPTER ONE
[A/n] Me: THIS IS MY 1ST STORY ABOUT FANTASY WITHOUT USING OCS and WRITING WITH A FRIEND! :3
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