Co-Written with SquishingBananas! Without her this whole idea would not have been created. The crack is equally spread between the two of us.
We own nothing except Teresa!
Continued Summary:
This story will contain many different pairings. The following pairings have a chance of popping up: UsUk, Fruk, Frucan, FACE, GerIta, Spamano, AusHun and PruHun.
Future chapters may also include sessions with: Russia/Baltics, Belarus/Russia, Germany/Prussia, Poland, North Italy/South Italy, Sealand/England, Prussia, China/Japan, Turkey/Greece and Russia/America.
We don't ship all of these pairings but we think it'd be pretty interesting to get them in a therapists office to talk, don't you? So we'll do our best to include chapters with these characters.
Prussia was quite proud of himself as he sat in the parking lot of the therapists' office, car seat reclined just enough to let him hang his booted feet out the window and still let him have a great view of the front door. He wouldn't pass this up for anything, seeing America and Canada duke it out at a therapists'? Who wouldn't want to see that? Gilbird perched upon his head, silent for now. "This is going to be awesome. This plan is the best one I've come up with. Heh." Prussia crossed his arms behind his head and eyed the entrance to the lot. He had lured America here with the promise of a hero conference and free hamburgers and Canada? He had told the quiet Canadian that his brother had been dissing his hockey teams and maple syrup. Easy as Pie.
A small red car pulled in and parked, Canada lurched out of it looking annoyed and frustrated. He slammed the door and looked around. Soon after another car pulled in, rolling around the corner far too fast and lurching into an empty spot near the red car. America jumped out of the dark blue truck with a hoot of laughter. "Hey! Bro! What's up? Are you here for the hero conference too? I hear they're giving out free hamburgers too, score right?"
Prussia leaned forward, pulling his feet into the car, the show was about to start. Canada's fist were clenched at his side, he stood in front of the door to the therapists office. America sauntered over with a wide smile. "What's wrong Mattie?"
"You've been dissing my teams again, eh?" His brother crossed his arms with a frown and America's grin slid off his face.
"What?" America rolled his eyes. "I haven't been dissing your teams." He shrugged nonchalantly. "Besides, you cheated in the Olympics. I would have won." He smirked and Canada's eyes narrowed.
"I won fair and square!" he snapped and America rolled his eyes again, shrugging. "My team is just better than yours, get over it Alfred, just drop it."
"Please, next time the Olympics come around you're toast Mattie." A feral grin appeared on his face as America leaned back on his heels with a laugh. The door to the office opened before Canada form a witty reply.
"Hello, are you two Matthew and Alfred?" Both men looked over at the woman who was eyeing them. She had long chestnut hair that was incredibly curly and small brown eyes that seemed to take in everything and analyze it.
"Err…" Alfred frowned and shrugged. "Yeah, I'm Alfred. Who the hell are you?"
"And I'm Matthew…" Canada added.
"I'm Teresa; you guys are arguing pretty loudly out here, I don't know if you noticed. And you're about ten minutes late for your appointment. Why don't you step inside." She stepped back a pace and opened the door wider, motioning them inside.
America hesitated only a moment, sharing a confused glance with Canada. "Appointment?" he asked and she waved him in.
"Come on inside, you must be confused. He must not have told you everything." She turned with a sigh, leaving the door open.
"Who what now?" America asked intelligently. Canada and America shared a shrug and hesitantly followed her inside, wondering what the hell this was all about.
Prussia snorted gleefully from the car. "Oh well, I guess I didn't get to see as much as I wanted." He sighed. "What I wouldn't give to be inside there right now." He smirked and patted Gilbird, who chirped at him. "Yeah! Yeah, you're right. Good point my friend. I almost forgot those!" He dived into a backpack that was on the passenger seat and pulled out a laptop. He turned it on and accessed the cameras that he had set up in the therapists' office earlier that week.
I don't know how often the updates will happen since we don't often have time to sit together and work on stuff.
As for my other works, specifically "Of Drabbles and One Shots", I'll be updating slowly from now on. This new story has come up *points above* and I haven't had any good idea's for one shots lately. Please forgive me! I hope that you will all enjoy this story as much as my One Shots and will give it a chance.
Squishingbananas and I will keep the characters in character as much as possible, expect some fluff, drama, pranks and lots of humor.