I've finally gotten around to making the other dream's sleep drabbles into a story! This one's PruCan; I know a certain sister of mine likes that pairing~
Gilbert sat on Matt's couch, channel-surfing. Matt himself was in the kitchen, popping popcorn.
Matt poured the bag of popcorn right from the microwave into a red plastic bowl. He considered separating it so that he'd get his fair share instead of Gilbert shoving it all down his throat, but he figured Gil would take from his half anyways.
Matt grabbed a bottle of maple syrup and drizzled it all over the popcorn and tossed it like salad. He brought it over to the couch and sat next to Gilbert.
"Something tastes funny about this popcorn…" Gil whined, continuing to eat from the bowl anyways. Before waiting for a reply, Gilbert spoke again. "Hey, I have an idea! Let's watch a scary movie! And then we can pump the volume way up and see if we can wake up Carl with all the shrieks!"
"Who's Carl?" asked Canada, confused.
"It's CARL. You know, from that place, with the air, and the ground, and the people?" Prussia asked as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"Oh, yes! How could I forget Carl?" Canada figured he'd use a tactic he often used on Alfred when he didn't make sense (which was often) - just roll with it.
Gil switched the TV station to pay-per-view ((FUN FACT- When I was little, I thought it was 'paper view' and I'd always get really confused whenever people used the term XD))
The couple finally found a movie they both wanted, a classic haunted house story where various young people would go missing after visiting it.
"Kitty… Kitty-kitty… Come here, Kitty…" A little girl on-screen approached the haunted house after seeing a black cat run in.
The girl slowly opened the door, hearing it creak on hinges that badly needed to be oiled.
"H-Hello? Is anyone home?" The girl proceeded with caution, shutting the door behind her.
"Bad mistake." A vampire appeared in front of her, glaring down at the poor soul. She rapidly turned around and tried opening the door again, but failed. The next scene was a view of the house from the outside, girl screaming and lightning flashing.
"Mounties'll get him," Canada said without fear while Gilbert clutched onto him, scared.
"Shh! You're ruining it!" Prussia said, scared. He actually wanted Canada to continue- his voice made the movie less intimidating. He also wanted to act brave (Even though he'd proved he wasn't). His lust to be brave had won out.
Many other victims entered the house throughout the movie. Gilbert reached into the popcorn bowl to grab more when he found it skidded across a sticky bottom.
"Matt… Hey, Matt…" Prussia poked his companion. "Is there any popcorn left?"
In response, Canada held up the last piece. It was drenched in maple syrup and had a pen cap sticking out of it.
"I can't eat that!" Gilbert said, disgusted Matt would offer such a thing.
"Then just get back to the movie."
"Maaaaaaaatt…" Prussia pleaded. "Please? Is there any junk food in your kitchen?"
Canada sighed. "Yes, there are maple-flavored chips, bacon-"
"You have bacon?" Prussia asked. "I thought all you had was that rip-off Canadian bacon! The stuff that's like ham!"
"Well… It is that kind of bacon…"
"Ugh. I'll just have chips."
Gilbert got up and went to the kitchen while Matt paused the movie. He opened up a bag and poured it in a black bowl.
The couple was soon reunited on the couch. Prussia got back into his previous position before he'd gotten up, clutching onto Canada for dear life. He remained in this position for the remainder of the movie. When it ended, Prussia tried to straighten his legs and felt a bit of pain.
"Owwww! Matt, my legs hurt! How do I get around?"
"Waddle." Canada said.
"MEH." was all that Gilbert could think to say. He waddled, though, out to his car with a bit of Canada's assistance.
"How does a goodnight kiss sound?" Gilbert asked when he was at the door of his car.
"It'll cost you five dollars," Matt said.
"Then I'll just go into debt," Gilbert said, leaning in.
:D It's done! (And much shorter than I thought it'd be…)
