Disclaimer;I do not own any of the characters that appear on this story! They rightfully belong to the creator of hetalia- axis powers. Plus the use of names in here are the countries human names. Prussia- Gilbert /Canada-Mathew other so on and so fourth. THERE WILL BE YAOI! YAOI means a homosexual relationship between two men. AND HON ITS RATED M+ FOR A REASON! I will warn you -the reader- if a scene like that is coming up so most of you won't freak out and say "OH MY WORD WHAT THE FLYING F*CK DID I JUST READ.
P.S. the note is supposed to sound like a child wrote it. They are seven years we go.
Gilbert was full of excitement- today he finally turned 7 and mutti promised him that he could walk to the park on his own! He felt a sense of determination as he walked down the street in his new crimson coat with yellow birds all over it. He charged down the cracked up pavement admiring how awesomely he kicked a stone out of the way, hitting another stone with great accuracy. "Hmph!" He said in approval, "bet you west couldn't do that! Kesesese!" He giggled to himself but gilbird, a little yellow bird -pretty much as awesome as himself- tweeted otherwise. He shot him a glare but kept walking, and soon enough he was at the park. The cold winter breeze ruffled his snow white hair for a moment but passed. It was certainly getting cold this time of year. It always snowed a couple days after his birth day and he was happy to have something as white as his albino self to relate to.
Swings hung low, screeching when sat upon. An old slide stood near it with lovers names carved into the side of the wooden post circled in hearts. Gilbert still wondered why these unawesome people kept putting their names on there. But that wasn't important at the moment because something else caught his crimson eye. It was a violet balloon that hung on a lower branch of a tree. But, something was attached to it. Something like a note. Gilbird tweeted a slight dare to the young boy. He knew he couldn't back down from a dare either so he started to climb. Even though gilbird was a fascinating cheerleader for him the tree was pretty slippery with the morning frost, but he soon got close to the balloon. "Just.. one m-more inch!" Gilbert said. He stretched and soon his hand grasped the tiny note at the base of the ballon. But as soon as that happened, his foot slipped and he fell to the ground earning himself yet another battle scar right below the knee. "How unawesome." He groaned to himself as he wiped the blood of his leg that was now seeping the same crimson as his coat.
Gilbert and gilbird fan to the house eager to see what the note said. "Mutti! I'm home!" Gilbert yelled to the kitchen while he raced up the staircase. "Hi gil. How was the park?" She shouted back. Gilbert was eager to open the note so he replied with a quick "good" and ran to his room.
He sat on the bed which was blue with yellow birds and started to open the note. The paper was damp because of the fresh frost. When he got the whole note open without tearing it he read:
greetings! My name is Mathew and I am feeling pretty good today because Mére said I could let my balloon go. I really want a friend so if you want to you can write and I will write back! My Mére came up with the idea! She is nice. Is your mom nice? Here is my adress so you can mail me a letter!
Gilbert couldn't contain his excitement. In a flash he was in the kitchen with his mother writing a note in reply.
Hello I am the AWESOME Gilbert! My mutti is pretty much as awesome as me. Your mom sounds pretty awesome and so do you I guess. I will add my awesome a dress as well so we can talk. And today was my awesome birthday! I got a new coat with my gilbird on it. Gilbird is my awesome sidekick bird. P.S. you can call gill.
gil ran to the mail box and slid the mail in.