Halloween Crush

If Prussia knew anything at all, which he obviously did as he was a very smart nation, it was that this party was officially awesome. America always went full-out with this

kind of thing, inviting every country in existence to come to his house for a hardcore celebration on this night. It was Halloween. Prussia and his awesome vampire self was

totally the star of the show, here. He had talked easily with all the nations, and it was obvious that everyone loved him. "America I'm not going out there like this! It's silly!"

shouts Canada as loud as possible which, as usual, was still sort of quiet. "No dude! It's cute! People are gonna love it!" America came up with a cute costume idea for

Canada but Canada was not to confident about wearing it. "U-Uh ok..." Canada sighs then follows his brother out to the party. As Prussia socialized with a rather annoyed

Austria, sipping his drink, something caught his eye from the side. A young blond nation had just followed America out from some other part of the house. Prussia squinted

at the kid. Who the hell was it? He looked just like America, only shorter, and with longer hair and slightly purplish eyes. And good lord, he was wearing a gigantic, fuzzy,

polar bear suit. "A-America I-I look funny...I mean like the polar bear ears and the paws but I still feel like an idiot."Canada looked around slightly embarrassed. "DUDE!

YOU LOOK FINE! IT'S HALLOWEEN! We're all dressed up so don't feel weird!" yells America with a slightly heroic sounding tone. Canada continues to hide behind America

without noticing that Prussia seems to be staring at him. Prussia blinked at the polar-bear/nation, wondering who he was. Were there two Americas now? He took another

sip of his drink as his interest looked around the room shakily. The white-haired nation was considering approaching the other, because... come on, he was CUTE. The

Canadian wondered around bumping into people "Oh! Uh sorry… Oh sorry!" No one ever really noticed him. He decided to sit down in the corner of a room. He sighed as he

looked around through the people. Suddenly he noticed a very attractive boy taking a sip of his drink. The boy looked at him so Canada looked down. "Oh my gosh, our

eyes met, that's so awkward... I can't even look at him, he's really ...good looking..." Smirking as their eyes met from across the room, Prussia made up his mind. He

poured another cup of punch and made his way through the throng of people toward the awkward-looking nation. When the other noticed him approaching, his eyes

widened and he looked like he was going to start panicking at any moment. But before he could do anything, Prussia had plopped himself down on the couch next to him

and handed him one of the drinks. "Hey cutie, what's your name?" Canada blushed. He had never been called cute by anyone except for America or France. His head was

still down so he lifted it up slowly and while shaking a little turned his head to answer. "U-uh, It's uh..." He forgot his own name for a minute as he was so nervous.

"It's...It's Canada..." Canada managed to chuckle a little even though his face was flushing. Prussia chuckled at how flustered the younger nation seemed."Canada, huh?

I've never heard of that place... Are you recently independent?" Canada wasn't sure how to answer that. He was slightly upset that Prussia had never heard of him. He

didn't respond, he just covered his face and started to cry a little. He was never noticed. Prussia raised an eyebrow. Before we continue with the story, it should be noted

that Prussia prided himself on his ability to raise only one eyebrow at a time and believed he had a quite well-muscled forehead. "What's wrong, birdie?" Prussia wasn't sure

what he had done, but Canada was obviously upset. "Does the drink taste unawesome?" Canada didn't even notice that he was actually crying. He tried to get words out.

"I-It's...It's just that...no one ever knows who I am." The poor Canadian just had it. When would anyone ever truly notice him? No matter where he was he felt lonely.

Prussia smiled. "I don't know who you are, but I'd certainly like to. And you want to know the awesome me, don't you?" He grabbed the weeping nation's hand and pulled

him to his feet. "Stop crying! You're supposed to be having fun. Now, we're dancing to this next song whether you like it or not because I'm awesome like that." Canada

shook his head no really fast. "But I-I'm not good at dancing! I'll embarrass myself!" Canada never danced at any party with anyone. Prussia just shook his head. "Don't

worry about it, birdie! Just follow my awesome lead and you'll be fine!" Locking his fingers together with the other nation's, Prussia spun them out onto the dance floor just

as the next song began to blare over the speakers. "Gah!" shouts Canada as he is pulled out onto the dance floor. He constantly looks down to the ground trying not to

make eye contact with the handsome nation smirking at him. "Uh... I don't know what I'm doing..." "No worries. It's only one song, birdie~ "They spun gracefully in waltz-

like circles- or at least Prussia did, with Canada trying his best to keep up."What do you say we check out the buffet after this?" America's parties were always extravagant,

complete with catering, sometimes live music, and always well-decorated. Canada nods at that comment. Meanwhile, America, wearing his Superman costume, noticed his

brother dancing with Prussia. "Hey! That's my brother! Dude! What the hell is he doing with Prussia! He's one step closer to getting raped!" France noticed him getting

worked up and tried to calm him down. "Oh calm it down America! Let my little son have a little fun. I'd like to see what happens next, ohohohoho." Prussia stuck out his

tongue. "Yeah, fuck off America. You're too controlling. So, you're America's brother, huh...? Didn't know he had one... That's unawesome for you." He spun his small

companion in a circle, holding one hand high above their heads. The music finally stopped. Canada sighed with relief thinking "Finally...I can't dance I probably looked so

stupid...but...at least I got to dance with him." Prussia then took Canada over to the buffet table. Canada takes a cookie and nibbles on it. "Uh...Prussia? Do you want one?"

Prussia's red eyes brightened. With a smirk, he bent down and bit the other end of the cookie that was currently in Canada's mouth. He lingered for a second, looking into

Canada's sparkling indigo eyes, before pulling away. He almost let out a chuckle as the smaller nation blushed a deep shade of red. Canada became very jittery after Prussia

got really close to his mouth.