Canada and Prussia

Dedicated to Me!

The soft green grass felt lush beneath Matthew's quilt as he ate his lunch alone in the silent meadow.

He came to this secluded field every weekend and enjoyed the peaceful serenity of it all.

He didn't mind being alone. It was just something he always found was apart of him.

Silence. And of cource his pet bear which the name of he could never remember.

He sighed and decided to pick up an apple.

As he chewed on the delectable fruit, he couldn't help but let his mind wander..

A smile spread across his blushing cheeks as he recalled a fond memory..

'He birdie!' An arrogant man called out from across the hall outside of a meeting room.

Matthew kept walking, oblivious to this new pet name.

'Matt-ie!' the man yelled louder.

The Canadian froze and turned his head slightly to see who had called.

'Y-Yes?' he whispered and wanted to flee, fearing what the other person could possibly want from him.

Matthew realized the man who had called was no other than Gilbert Belshmidt.

He slightly yelped and darted his eyes, sweating nervously.

'Oi!' the Prussian yelled with a hint of a smirk.

He came closer and gave Matthew a wide grin before handing him a small box in the shape of a little yellow bird.

Matthew genderly took it and looked up from the box to Gilbert and back a few times.

'Just open it.' the Prussian exclaimed impatiently.

Matthew arched an eyebrow with a terrified look.

'It's-it's not gonna kill me, is it?'He asked gently.

'Nah, if I wanted to kill you, I'd be more forward and awesome about it.'

Matthew hesitated a few moments before finally opening the box and finding a 'Happy Valentines Day, Birdie!' note inside with Gilbird handing him a rose.

Matthew gawked at his gift and looked up again to see Gilbert had vanished with Gilbird trailing behind around the corner.

Matthew blushed, said a quiet thank you, and decided to leave his own note for Gilbert, placing it under his hat which he'd forgotten in the room.

Sighing happily, Matthew looked out to the little pond near the meadow and smiled.

"Oi! Birdie!"

Matthew shuddered from the surprise, but when he looked up, a huge grin was plastered on his shy features.

Gilbert held the same grin- although it was slightly, unawesomely awkward.

He sat down next to the younger nation and let Matthew's head fall on his shoulder as they gazed at the afternoon sky.

Matthew took out his 'special dish' he'd made for Gilbert and handed it to him.

"Happy Valentine's Day."

Gilbert's eyes grew to saucers.

"Mattie!"

He tackled Matthew to the ground which caused him to blush wildly.

The two laughed for a while until they started to gaze into the other's eyes filled with love which they'd realized they had for each other two years ago.

Gilbert chuckled softly and bent down to softly peck Mattthew's lips until immediately getting up to wolf down Matthew's special pancakes.

Matthew giggled softly and rested his head against the Prussian, gazing softly at their reflection in the smooth surface of the water.

I can't tell you enough how much I adore PruCan! And I've always wanted to write a scene where Matthew makes pancakes for Gilbert, which I know is used all the time, but I still love it! I'm so sorry if I made Gilbert seem like a pansy or if anything was wrong. And again, send in any requests and I will hopefully write a better one- shot than this for you.

Review if you wish :)