Germany sighed as he watched to chaos in the meeting room. He had tried many times to stop it to no avail and had just decided to give up, there were only ten minutes left anyway. As he looked around the room at all the yelling, fighting or sleeping nations, he spotted an eye to the storm. Near where France and England were having their usual fist fight with America laughing and taunting them on, sat a nation. This nation was awake and not fighting or yelling, despite it happening all around them, which shocked Germany. Germany looked closer at the nation trying to remember who it was. They looked remarkably like America at first but as he looked more carefully he spotted the differences. The nation had blond hair that was wavy and barely reached their shoulders, skin almost as pale as Prussia's, big blue purplish eyes covered by round glasses and their features where not as sharp as America's they were softer and gentler. They also seemed to be holding a large stuffed polar bear. As Germany looked at them trying and failing to put a name with their face, America shouted. "Meetings over dudes!" he yelled quickly making his way to the exit. Soon all the countries had filed out leaving Germany and him alone in the room.

"May I help you Germany?" the other person asked. Germany jumped realizing he was caught staring at them. "I-I.." he started saying then cleared his throat. "I was just trying to remember your name." he said cheeks lightly dusted with pink. The person let out a sigh and looked at Germany with a small smile that didn't reach their purple-blue eyes. "I'm Canada." he said. Germany's cheeks got a little more pink. "Uh ja, Sorry." he said sheepishly. "It's okay. I'm used to it." Canada said with another smile that didn't reach his eyes. They sat there in an awkward silence until Canada finally broke it. "It was nice talking to you Germany, hope you have a nice day." Canada said while getting up and walking towards the door. "Good bye. Hope to see you soon." Germany called out to him as he stood up. As soon as Canada was out the door he thought of something. He ran out the door hoping to catch Canada in time.

Germany ran out into the hallway seeing the Canadian only halfway down it and took off after him. "Hey Cana-" Germany yelled out as he got closer Canada stopped but before he could finish he tripped. As Germany fell he reached out his hands hoping to grab something to break his fall. His hands grabbed something soft and firm, but Germany still fell flat on his face. "Scheiße!" he mumbled into the hallway carpet. His hands where still gripping that firm softness and Germany slowly lifted his head up curious to what he grabbed and was still holding onto. He froze. In his hands was a pair of very nice butt-cheeks belong to the frozen Canadian in front of him. Germany quickly removed his hands and jumped up apologizing profusely. "I am so sorry Canada, it was an accident. I came to see if you want to go drinking and I fell. I am so sorry." Germany said face bright red. Canada turned around his face bright red but a small smile on his face.

"You wanted to invite me out drinking?" Canada asked a smile still on his face. "Ja." Germany said a bright blush still on his face. He felt bad that he couldn't remember his name and plus well he had to admit Canada was pretty cute. Canada beamed at him as he said that. "I'd love to go drinking with you!" Canada said. Germany smiled at him getting over his embarrassment. "Then let's go. I know this nice little bar a couple blocks from here." he said. Him and Canada started walking to the bar pleasantly chatting the whole way. Germany's mind did wander back though to when he accidentally groped Canada's butt blushing when he realized he wanted to do it again.


Hoped you liked the first chapter! GerCan is one of my favourite pairings so I figured I write a little story featuring it! :)