"These meetings are so boring." Prussia groaned to his brother as they walked out of the conference room for the lunch break.
"Maybe if you took them seriously, you wouldn't be bored." Ludwig suggested.
"That's bullshit why should the awesome me care?" he retorted
"I don't even know why i bother with you." Germany sighed. "Oh yeah, I'm eating lunch with Italy today, bye." then he left.
"Whatever, I wonder where France and Spain are." Gilbert shrugged and began to look for his two friends. As he walked through the halls a delicious smell caught his attention, tempting him so much that he just had to find its source. He followed it to a room where America stood, dressed oddly, setting a pile of something on the table. "What the hell are those America?"
"I'm Not America!" growled the man as he spun around "And if you had a brain you would no that their pancakes."
'This little shit just fuckin' insulted, who the hell does he think he is?' Prussia sneered to himself "Well if your not America who are you" he queried.
"For the love of God! Does no one pay attention to me? I'm Bloody Canada!" shouted the blonde sitting down at the table, shaking with anger.
"Hey, don't take it personally I never pay attention to anyone at these cursed meetings." Gilbert shrugged "Oh and by the way if you ever insult me again I'll break every bone in your skinny little body
"Um, I'm sorry." Canada said looking down.
"So are you going to give me any of those, uh, pancakes?"
"Do you want some?"
"Are they good?"
"Very." the blonde smiled.
"Okay I'll have some, you'll have to teach me how to eat them." Prussia agreed sitting down next to the other.
"It's really easy." Canada reassured, dropping some pancakes onto a plate for Prussia, then pouring a sticky looking brown liquid onto them "All you do is cut them in pieces and eat them."
"Whats that stuff?" Gilbert asked, eying the liquid wearily.
"Maple syrup." Canada said, forking a piece of pancake into his mouth, then chewed.
"Mien Gott!" exclaimed the silverette "This is amazing!" stuffing more into his mouth.
"I'm glad you like them." Canada beamed. When his plate was cleared, Prussia leaned back in his chair letting out a contented sigh. He was in heaven never had he eaten so good.
"I see you enjoyed them."
"Those were fucking good." he grinned at the smaller man.
"Well the second half of the meeting will be starting soon, we should go." Canada said, checking his watch.
"Damn."
"Well it was nice eating lunch with you Prussia." he smiled again walking out of the room.
"How . . . How do you know my name?" Prussia called running after the other nation, catching up to him quickly.
"Everyone knows your name unlike me your not invisible."
"That's cuz I'm awesome but your not . . ."
"Hey Gil, I knew you were crazy but never thought I'd see you talking to yourself in public." Spain laughed as he walked up, his arm around Romanos shoulder.
"I'm not talking to myself!" Prussia snarled.
"Oh so your talking to Gilbird. Don't you usually take him out of you hair when you do?" Spain teased.
"What are you fuckin' blind I'm talking to Canada."
"Uh, who?" Spain and Romano asked in unison.
"Canada! He's right fuckin' next to me!" snapped the albino, shaking Canada's head.
"Where did he come from?" Romano screamed, jumping behind Spain.
"He's been hear the whole time." Prussia said.
"Hi." Canada muttered.
"That's America." Spain said.
"No I'm Not!" Canada yelled, stomping his foot.
"He's Canada." Gilbert said, holding Canada's face between is thumb and index finger. Turning it so he could stare into his deep blue eyes, making the blonde flush a light pink "He's cuter."
"Wh . . . What!?" Canada squeaked, flushing deeper.
"See what I mean?" Prussia grinned.
"Ah yes." Spain chuckled "Well see you at the meeting." waning as he and Romano walked off hand in hand.
"Stupid Spaniard." Gilbert sighed, looking down at Canada, who just stared up at him eyes wide, mouth agape.
"What?"
"You . . . You called me . . ." Canada fumbled.
"Cute?"
"Yes that." he said averting his blue eyes from Prussia's blood red ones.
"Whats wrong with that?" Gilbert shrugged.
"I think it's wrong to lie." said the blonde.
"You think I'm lying? My dear Canada I never 'lie'." he said pushing Canada against the wall.
"Well, it can't possibly be true." Canada said, beginning to get scared, wishing he hadn't said anything.
"Why not?" he asked pushing closer to the younger nation so that their chest's were toughing.
"Cuz I'm a guy and you a guy." Canada blurted out. Raising an eyebrow at this, Prussia started laughing then leaned down and softly kissed Canada on the lips.
"That doesn't mean shit." Gilbert purred "Weren't you paying attention to Spain and Romano?"
"I just thought they were good friends." he mumbled, face redder than a cherry.
"Your so naive, but that's part of what makes you so cute." teased the tall Prussian.
"Stop calling me that."
"Why?"
"Because."
"Why?"
"Because."
"Mathew." America called "There you are, your going to be late if you don't come with me. Come on i know you don't want to miss what i have to say. Oh hello Gilbert, Ludwig's looking for you." he added pulling the small Canadian after him.
"Thanks." Prussia waved, smiling "Lets eat pancakes again someday 'Kay, Canada" letting his smile drop one the brothers had rounded the corner. "Fuck, stupid American. Well guess I should go find west."
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