Hi :) this is my first fanfic on this archive, and I'm super excited! I've been meaning to post a story on here FOREVER but I never did! so yay :D
I do have a couple of other stories going on right no, so updating might be a little slow (that is if you guys even want me to continue this..). Please be patient with meh :P
Also, normally chapters are 1,000 , but i got caught up in this! :)
GO PRUCAN!
"Hey. Hey, Canada!" The sleeping nation was roused from his slumber by a rough shake of his shoulders. Canada refused to open his eyes, rolling over and grumbling.
"Go away, America, I'm sleeping," he said rather irritably. The voice laughed oddly and shook him again.
"Ksesesese! Can't you tell it's me? I'm sure you can just feel my awesomeness!" Canada's eyes snapped open. He momentarily questioned how Prussia got into his house, but was cut off by said Prussian yanking his covers off. Canada gasped and sat up quickly, covering himself as best he could. He was only wearing his maple leaf boxers that, now that he thought about it, were getting a bit small. He looked up to see a blushing Prussia standing next to his bed.
"What do you want, Prussia?" Canada asked, climbing hastily out of bed and scrambling to his closet. He was painfully aware of a pair of red eyes watching him, and the rising heat in his own cheeks. He threw on a shirt and rummaged around for pants.
"I thought I would take mein Birdie out to drink." Prussia bent and snatched a worn pair of pants from the floor and tossed them to Canada, who sighed and wriggled into them.
"But it's nine in the morning!" Canada rubbed his eyes and pouted slightly.
"It's five o' clock somewhere," shrugged Prussia. He smiled and grabbed Canada's arm, pulling him from his room and down the stairs.
"Wait! Don't you at least want pancakes?" Canada softly squeaked. Even though he spoke timidly, Prussia had learned to hear the slightest noise. His ears perked and he abruptly turned toward the kitchen.
Prussia sat at the bar drinking a beer Canada had bought just for him while Canada cooked. He turned around every so often and plopped another pancake on his plate, dripping in maple syrup. Prussia licked his lips and shoveled them down quickly.
"These are awesome, Birdie!" he mumbled due to his cheeks being promptly stuffed full. Canada laughed and sat down next to him with his own plate. He brought his fork to his mouth, ready to take a bite, but Prussia cut in. He ate Canada's bite with a devious grin, sticking his tongue out at him. Canada gaped for a moment but laughed. He picked up Prussia's mug and took a sip.
"Now we're even," he smiled. Prussia smiled back and chuckled.
"Ksesese, I'll get you back for that!" Canada brushed him off and continued to eat. He picked up both their plates and set them in the sink before turning and nodding to Prussia.
"I guess we should go now." Prussia jumped to his feet and rushed to the door. Canada grabbed his keys, wallet, and phone before joining him.
"Alright! Lets go, Birdie!"
"One second, Prussia.." Canada turned and called down the hall. "Kumajet-plane, I'm going. There's food in the fridge if you get hungry."
"Who are you?" called back a small voice.
"I'm Canada." He smiled and shut the door. Prussia looked at him funny.
"How can you stand you pet not knowing your name? That's so unawesome." Canada simply shrugged and got in Prussia's yellow car.
Canada watched with slightly concerned eyes as Prussia staggered about. He was about to pass it off as Prussia being himself, when the albino dropped his mug and fell to the ground. Canada jumped to his feet, rushing to the Prussian. He knelt and hoisted him up slightly. Frantically, he looked around for help, but the bar was empty. Even the bartender had stepped out for a break.
"Matthew," Canada went rigid at the sound of his actual name. "I don't feel so good.." Canada slapped money on the counter and lifted Prussia gently. He ran to the car and climbed into the drivers seat. Canada reached over, trying to grab the keys in Prussia's pocket. His hand was grabbed suddenly by the owner of said keys. Prussia grinned and pushed the Canadian's hand down, forcing him to touch his crotch.
"Prussia! Stop!" squeaked Canada. The man only shook his head and continued, making him rub roughly.
"You know you want it! I'm too awesome to resist!" And then his lolled forward and his eyes closed. Canada blushed and grabbed the keys, starting the car and driving home quickly.
"Birdie.." Prussia murmured. He was quickly cut off by a pair of arms wrapping around him. He gasped shocked.
"Prussia! Maple, I thought you died!" Prussia raised his arms slowly and returned the hug. He noticed he was a bedroom. Canada's bedroom. Did mein Birdie carry me all the way up here? He pulled on Canada's cowlick, causing the latter to shudder. Prussia cocked his head. Did that hair do that?
"Did you carry me up here?" Canada pulled away and nodded. He shoved a glass of water at him and blushed.
"Yeah; you had me worried, eh?"
"Why?" Prussia took a sip and raised an eyebrow.
"Well, you WERE out for two days.." Canada shuffles to the right.
"WHAT?!" Prussia spit his drink accidentally to the spot Canada was standing a second ago. He mumbled an apology and wiped his mouth.
"It's okay. Listen, I called Austria and Germany.. They both thought it would be better if you stayed here for a while.."
Prussia blinked. His hair rustled and Gilbird chirped. "Did I just get kicked out?" he asked, sounding a bit brought down. Canada climbed in the bed and sat at the end. He patted Prussia's leg awkwardly.
"They said you could come back once you 'get a hold of your problem'." Canada shrugged and smiled a cute lopsided grin. "But you're staying here in the meantime, so it'll be fun, eh?"
"Thanks, Birdie, but where will I sleep?" Prussia propped himself up on his elbows and took a sip from his water again.
"In here, of course! The guest room is filled with stuff and it would take me too long to clean it out." Canada was actually quite messy with his belongings, despite popular belief, but he made an effort for Prussia.
"But, mein Birdie, wh-"
"You ask too many questions, Prussia!" smiled Canada, making the latter blush without noticing it. "I'm going to call them and tell them I'm coming." Canada left for a few minutes and came back to say goodbye.
"Birdie! Take my car," called Prussia. Canada nodded and plucked the keys from the nightstand.
"Back in a few, eh?"
"Ja.." Prussia watched sadly as his Canadian left he actually felt a little bad about stealing his bed. I'll show him just how awesome the awesome me can get! It'll be my gift to him. Wow, I'm so thoughtful!
Canada stepped into the house and was caught off guard by the smell of bacon. He wavered, delighted. Then the smell of burning hit his nose. There was a yelp and Prussia came running to him, tugging on Canada's sweatshirt.
"BIRDIE! Thank Gott you're home! I tried to make you some bacon but- but-" Canada walked to the kitchen slowly. He turned off the stove and picked up a burnt piece. He took a bite and smiled at the anxious Prussia.
"How'd you know I like them crispy?" Prussia's shoulders sagged in relief. He quickly puffed up his chest again and grinned.
"I'm just that awesome!" Canada laughed and handed him a small suitcase.
"I grabbed what I thought you'd need. That one's mostly clothes. I'll go grab the second one out of the car." He started to walk to the door but turned. "Oh, and I cleared out half my closet for you yesterday. You can go ahead and put your stuff in there."
Prussia trotted upstairs. he set his suitcase on the bed and unzipped it. On top was a neatly folded Prussian flag and a picture of Canada and him. He smiled and rubbed the flag between his fingers. Prussia felt a warmth spark in his chest, spreading through him.
"Thanks, Birdie.." Prussia smiled briefly before starting to hang his clothes. He peered into the closet and was surprised to see Canada had organized it. All his clothes were hung up and his shoes were in neat rows. Prussia whistled and put up his shirts, admiring how Canada had even gone so far as to color organize his.
"Need any help?" Prussia jumped at the noise. He hadn't heard him come in. He glanced at Canada standing in the door frame, holding a larger suitcase.
"Ja, thanks." Canada walked over and grabbed an armful of pants, opening a drawer and placing them carefully inside.
"You brought my whole closet, Canada!" exclaimed Prussia.
"Heh, yeah. I didn't know what you liked more, so I took them all." Canada smiled and dug around in the other suitcase.
"Even the-"
"Oui. Even the Gilbird boxers." He held them up to prove it, laughing when Prussia turned a bright red.
Later that Night
Prussia was stirred from his sleep by the sound of soft footsteps coming towards him. "Birdie? What's wrong?" he said, reaching out blindly and groping the air. He heard a soft sniffle and instantly shot up. "Birdie, are you okay?"
"I-..I had a nightmare.." Prussia grabbed the nation by his shirt and pulled him into his arms. The Canadian squeaked but crawled in next to him. Canada sniffed and tried not to cry, though his efforts went to waste. Prussia stroked his hair and held him tightly, oddly protective of Canada. He hushed him and rest his chin on the boy's head.
"Hey, it's okay. It was just a dream.. I'm here for you.." Canada blinked in surprise. He wondered if Prussia was always like this of if it was because he was so tired. Prussia would never say these things if he was awake, would he? Canada went stiff as he was pulled from his thoughts as a soft hand brushed away his tears.
"P-Prussia.."
"Sshh, just go to sleep.." Canada allowed himself to be pulled down next to him and lay his head next to his. After a few minutes, Canada felt the arms around him loosen and heard the sound of Prussia's soft snores as it filled his ears. He felt his hot breath on the back of his neck. The constant warmth lulled him.
And then he was asleep.
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