Matthew and Gilbert have decided to write the story of how the met. Will it go according to plan or cause some trouble? Find out in PruCan: Our Story
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia. This story is just a work of my own mind so sorry if it sucks.
Not all stories start with "Once upon a time". In fact most don't even have a nice opening. Just the same sad opening after sad opening.
"Birdie, cut it out."
"Gil, do you have a problem with how I write?"
"Ja, Birdie it is kinda sad".
"Fine, Gil do you want to try?"
"Mine awesomeness can do anything".
There once was an awesome guy named Gilbert and an awesome guy named Mattie. Gilbert and Mattie got along so well that soon they were a couple. The End.
" There how was that Birdie? "
"Gil, that's not very much. That wasn't even close to the whole story".
" OK Birdie, do you wanna try again?"
"Yeah Gil".
" Let's start with you Gil".
"Danke Birdie".
In Berlin Germany, lives the personification of Germany, Ludwig, and Prussia, Gilbert Beilshmidt. Prussia is one of the world's awesomest countries...
" Birdie, Prussia is the world's awesomest country ".
" Gil, we've been over this. Canada is an awesome country too".
"Fine, but just so you know I am pouting".
Prussia is one of the world's awesomest countries, making Gilbert have one big ego.
" I do not have an ego!"
" Yes you do Gil ".
" Whatever Birdie".
"Gil are you OK? I didn't mean it in a bad way. I'm sorry".
"Birdie I will only forgive you if I get pancakes".
"Gil, are you blackmailing me?"
"Nien, just trying to feel better. Do I need to beg? Cause I really want pancakes!"
" Fine Gil, I guess it is about time for lunch anyway".
"Ja, do you you need any help in the kitchen?
" Non Gil, I've been making pancakes since long before you came along".
"Understood Birdie, but I'm still going to watch".
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"Those pancakes were awesome Birdie!"
"Ready to get back?"
"Nien, this back story stuff is boring".
" Then we'll skip to right before we met".
"Awesome idea Birdie!"
"Good, then let's get to work".
"Nice pun Birdie".
" Gil, I didn't make a joke".
"Birdie we met at a world meeting. Therefore we met at work. You said let's get to work".
"Gil I get it now. You can stop explaining the joke now".
" Just checking Birdie ".
The nations had a meeting scheduled for America's house. Like always after the meeting, America, Alfred, threw a party for the nations. Also like always, Alfred had dragged his brother along so he could make "friends". Eventually Alfred stopped paying attention or got just drunk enough for his brother to sneak out the backdoor and drive home.
However, this time was different. Matthew had gotten away from Alfred, who was currently chasing after some blonde Brit with rather large eyebrows, and made it outside. Matthew was in fact almost to his car when he heard a noise. It was a simple rustle of a nearby bush. This was not what had caused Matthew to stop but instead it was the piercing, bright red eyes that starred at him from the bush. Their eyes connected, violet with red, and time seemed to stand still. The stares lasted for a minute or two, when suddenly Matthew's mind started working again. He immediately made a dash for his car. By the time Matthew was in the safety of his car the eyes were gone. This fact didn't stop Matthew from racing home to his comfortable and safe bed. It wasn't until the next morning that Matthew even thought about the red eyes the had held his gaze for so long.
"Mattie, I never knew that I scared you that night".
"To be fair Gil, I was drunk enough to not be thinking straight about the whole ordeal".
"As long as you thought about it eventually I forgive you Birdie"
"Gil you never did tell me, what happened to you that night?"
Gilbert Beilshmidt had finally finished his paperwork. This was hardly ever a problem, except Gilbert had been in a world meeting earlier so he had extra work to do. But he was done now, so he checked his phone. How can it be that late already? I'm so late for Alfred's party, it's probably haft over by now. Gilbert thought to himself. After a few moments of arguing with himself over even going to the party, Gilbert got his things together. Soon Gilbert was at Alfred's house. The party seemed to be in full swing, but a figure was coming toward him. The figure looked kinda like Alfred but obviously wasn't Alfred. Then it hit Gilbert, this was Matthew the older brother of Alfred, who no one ever noticed but was the personification of, the worlds second largest country, Canada. Prussia could not be seen by a guy this cute, at least not yet. Gilbert acted before thinking. He dove into a nearby bush and hid himself. Gilbert watched Matthew stroll by then stop. Their eyes met, Gilbert stared into those violet orbs. He kept the others gaze or a moment or two, when Matthew senses kicked in and he ran. Gilbert let out a breath he didn't realize he had been holding. Prussia decided at that moment to head home. He shot Alfred at text, Can't make it tonight, got to plan. There is a bird I need to catch. Talk soon. Gilbert checked to see if Matthew was still in sight then raced for his car. Prussia was slowly devising a plan. Matthew would be his, and no one was stopping him.
"So let me get this straight. Gil, you scared me haft to death that night, and all I did to you was cause lust?"
"Ja Birdie, that's right".
" I don't understand you".
" But you lieb me!"
" So what if I do?"
"Nothing, just means that my life is complete".
"Gil you're a shameless romantic "
"You know you love it, Birdie".
"Non Gil, I know I love you".
"Wow Birdie, just wow. So what happens next?"
"We finish this story".
" Ja, good idea".
Matthew woke up the next morning, his brain just starting to think straight. He developed a plan. Alfred knew only other countries, therefore the red eyes had to belong to one of the countries at the world meeting. The good news was that Matthew had two more days of meetings before everyone went home. The bad news, Matthew was already running late. Matthew liked to be early to the world meetings, yet he somehow had slept in. Instead of having forty minutes he only had thirty minutes before the meeting started. Matthew raced to the meeting, there was no one to the meeting yet. Alfred was usually the next one there, he claimed it was his job as "the Hero" to be there before the others. Matthew then took his seat and made a list of all the countries whose eye colours he knew.
"Birdie, do you still have that list?"
"Yeah Gil. It's in my notes, let me go get it".
"Wow Birdie, who knew you were so preceptive".
"Gil I make an effort to at least know something about everyone".
"That's really awesome Birdie, makes me feel special that I know you".
"Thank you for that Gil, now let's get back to writing".
"OK Birdie".
Gil arrived home and immediately started writing down his thoughts. Birdie would be Gilbert's at any cost. Prussia developed a plan of recon and romance. The first part of the plan was simple, find out as much about Matthew as he could. Gilbert already knew that Matthew was the personification of Canada and that he was related to Alfred. This information was not a lot to go on. Gilbert decided to head to the meeting a bit early. There was no one there yet considering he was forty minutes early. Gilbert decided to wait and see if anyone else decided to come early. About ten minutes later in strolls Matthew. Mattie had looked around before sitting down to write what seemed to be a list. Gilbert was intrigued what could be holding Mattie's attention this early in the morning.
" Gil let me get this straight, you were spying on me?"
"Yes Birdie".
"Why?"
"Cause I wanted to learn more about you, Birdie. Sorry if that sounds weird, but It was the only way I could think of at the time."
"That's still kinda creepy Gil".
" Anyway, it's your turn Birdie".
Matthew finished his list just as Alfred arrived. The meeting started soon after. Matthew usually tried his best to be a good representative of Canada, but today was different. Matthew was paying more attention to the countries he hadn't listed than to the days actual schedule. To soon, in Mathew's opinion, the group was dismissed for lunch. Matthew had made some progress, as it turned out none of the Oceana, African, or Asian countries had red eyes. The North and South American countries didn't either. All that was left was Europe. However, Matthew had already listed most of Europe before the meeting. The only countries he hadn't listed were the Nordics, the Baltic's, Romania, Bulgaria, and Prussia.
"Mattie, how could you forget me? So unawesome!"
"To be honest Gil, its only because we hadn't talked before".
"That is no reason to forget mien awesomeness!"
"Gil, I promise not to forget you again".
" That's better Birdie".
Mattie had been looking for someone since the meeting started. He had already stared at three quarters of the room. Man he could write list for days at this point. What was he even looking for? Gilbert was trying to pay attention to the meeting but something was up with his Birdie. Before Gilbert could figure it out, the meeting was dismissed for lunch."Gilbert, " Francis called, "What are you starring at?" Gilbert's friends and members of the self proclaimed "Bad Touch Trio" walked over. "¡Hóla amigo!" Antonio chirped. "Ja hallo" Gilbert replied after a moment. "Mon amie, what pray tell has your attention?" Francis prodded. "Just a little bird is all" was Gilbert's reply. "Ah then let's get lunch! Francis it's Gilbert's turn to pick out the restaurant, sì?" Antonio asked, his mind was clearly set on food. "Oui". The "Bad Touch Trio" left the conference building, they dinned at a Prussian establishment, then returned to the meeting.
"Gil, what exactly did you have for lunch?"
"Wurst and beer, same as always".
"Gil, eating the same thing every day isn't healthy".
"This coming from the guy who only eats pancakes, take some of your own advice Birdie".
"Gil, if you insult me again I will revoke your pancake privileges".
"Mattie I will never insult you or your pancakes again. Just don't take my pancakes away!"
"Gil sometimes I think you only love my pancakes, not me."
"Birdie, how could you even think that? I love your pancakes, but they don't compare to your sweetness".
"Je t'aime Gil".
"Ich Liebe Dich Birdie".
Matthew had finished his lists. The only countries with red eyes were Romania and Prussia. Now Matthew only had to figure out which one of them was more likely to be watching him. Romania seemingly had no reason to even notice him. Then there was Prussia. Prussia was Matthew's only other option. He also was more likely to have a reason. Matthew decided that he would just have to ask. The meeting ended a little while afterwards, Matthew made a direct beeline for Romania. Matthew had realized he didn't need to say anything. If Romania noticed him, he would have his answer. As it turned out Matthew was ignored, Romania didn't even see Matthew. The answer was clear, Prussia had scared Matthew that night and needed to explain himself.
" Snore...snore...snore ".
" Gil wake up! Its your turn to write".
Gil snuggled closer his Birdie. They hadn't snuggled much that day and it was serially taking atoll on Gilbert. "Birdie we can finish later. Right now all I want to do is hold you in my arms". Mattie knew Gil was going to wine till he got his way. Mattie looked at the clock, it was already eight o'clock. Gil's idea was looking better and better by the second. " You're right Gil, we should get some snuggle time in." The pair walked to the bedroom and got comfy in bed. This is how it should always be was Gilbert's last thought before sleep overtook him.
Authors Note: I plan on writing more so stay tuned.