Italic= peoples thoughts
Bold Italic =Author talking
Bold= umm sound effects and what-not
Ignore this if you want: I talk to much:
Woo Chapter #2 after 2 night's of no sleep (not because of writing this, my body just refused to sleep) i decided to stop being lazy and finish chapter 2 i mean i have nothing else to do really so why not...anyway what i give you here is this:
Prussia says awesome alot when depressed/nervous/being annoying/and when ever he decides to use it cause he is awesome like that, so if it starts to bug you just tell me and i'll tone it down, i don't think i used it to much...yet ^-^ canada's about to become a badass and Americas in the way (as usual) Prussia is just now noticing he likes to think of Canada as his and Canada already knows how he feels about Prussia. did i say to much? whatever just read ^-^
I own Nothing...just the plot. if i did own Hetalia i would make it brainwash ppl into being like Italy ^-^ Vee~
also boyxboy love no smut just fluff... should warn you now.
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Prussia's Pov
Gilbert sat on the couch with a bottle of maple awesomeness in his hand while waiting for Matthew to get home from the meeting he had refused to go to. It wasn't that he didn't want to go it's just that he couldn't be himself around the other nations without Gilbird on his head or at least knowing where he was and that he was safe. The thought that Gilbird was out there lost made his stomach ache.
What if I never find him?
What if he is hurt?
What if he dies?
Could I live with that?
It might seem strange that someone like Prussia would get this upset over a bird, but the truth is that bird was once his only friend, his key to sanity sometimes when things looked bleak. He had help Gilbert through some tough times. When he had been forced to go live in Russia's house he had made Gilbird stay behind, he hadn't wanted the bird hurt by the crazy Russian, but the whole time he had wished for the comfort of the little bird.
His dark thoughts were interrupted by the front door opening.
Finally Birdies home!
After a minute of waiting he got up to see why the Canadian hadn't come into the living room to yell at him about the bottle of maple syrup in his hand. When he turned the corner he stopped, standing in front of the door stood a freaked out Matthew.
Walking towards him he asked "What happened birdie?"
Matthew looked at him before shaking his head. "It's nothing I-I just ran into R-Russia and well y-you know…he's k-kind of scary."
He started to take off his coat hand hang it up when Gilbert noticed a dark spot on Canada's arm. He grabbed the startled Canadians arm making him drop his coat. Yanking up the sleeve he saw that there was a bruise in the shape of someone's hand. Prussia got a dark look in his eyes.
Who would do this to my birdie?
"What happened?" he asked again his voice dropping to a dangerous level.
"W-when I r-ran into R-Russia h-he g-grabbed my arm…"Matthew stuttered out taking note of the dark look in the Prussians eyes.
Russia! That son of a bitch! I'm going to kick his ass! How dare he lay a hand on my birdie!
"It's n-nothing i-if I hadn't b-bumped i-into him he w-wouldn't have had t-to help m-me up." Canada said as if reading the others thoughts. Prussia let a grin spread across his face.
"Don't worry birdie the awesome me is going with you tomorrow so nothing like this happens again!"
"That's what I was afraid you'd say…" Canada muttered.
Prussia ignored him and picked up the coat Matthew had dropped, he hung up the coat and looked at his friend with hint of guilt on his face.
"hey Mattie…." Prussia started, holding up the half empty bottle of maple awesomeness.
"I knew it!" Canada yelled grabbing the bottle out of Prussia's hand.
"You drank almost all of it." Canada sighed
"Can you make pancakes..pllleeaaassseee?" Prussia whined the grin still on his face.
"…..i guess…after that we can go look for Gilbird some more." Canada started towards the kitchen leaving Prussia alone in the hall, once again the dark thoughts started to surface.
How did I even lose Gilbird in the first place?
One minute he is nesting on my head the next he's gone and I can't find him?
And Russia how dare he leave a bruise on My birdies arm—
He stopped.
His birdie?
When had he start calling the young Canadian his?
Still in deep thought he didn't notice Canada pop his head out the kitchen door till the young man spoke.
"Gil….Pancakes are done." This snapped Prussia out of his thoughts immediately.
Canada's Pov
Canada sat across from Prussia at the table. When the silence started to get really weird he asked.
"So...where did you last see Gilbird?"
"Well….. umm…. The thing is that the awesome me doesn't remember."
Canada sighed and stood up "well I guess we can go take another look around the meeting hall then, see if we missed something last time."
"I guess…" Prussia said suddenly feeling depressed all over again.
"Don't worry Gil I'll help you find him even if it takes us forever." Matthew said smiling down at the ex-nation that was finishing off the rest of the pancakes.
"Ja ja I know I just hope it doesn't take that long." He mumbled blushing slightly from the Canadians smile.
Prussia got up and took his empty plate to the sink then turned around to grab his coat off the chair.
"Well lets go then before it gets to late out…" The Prussian grumbled his bad mood settling in for the night.
Matthew watched his grumpy friend as he walked behind him out the door.
I hope we find a clue to where Gilbird is soon, Gilbert will be heartbroken if we can't find him and I don't want to see him cry.
Matthew sighed as they got in the car.
(XoXoXoX One Depressing Car Ride Later XoXoXoX)
As the car pulled up outside of the building Matthew was beginning to have second thoughts about going inside at night.
I have to go inside that building no matter what my friend is counting on me to help him I can't chicken out now.
But that place is fricken creepy at night in the dark and I really really hate the dark…
Matthew shuddered at the thought of going in there before he realized that Prussia was already out of the car and heading inside. Matthew got out and ran after him.
I'm safer with him than out here alone in the dark!
He told himself as he caught up to Prussia who had paused at the door to wait for him.
"For a minute there I thought you were gonna make the awesome me go in alone."
"Ah w-well it's j-just the d-dark freaks me out." Matthew said blushing.
"Don't worry Birdie I'm here nothing bad will happen as long as you stick with me, I'm too awesome to let anything happen to you." Prussia said with a grin making Matthew blush harder. They walked inside only to be met with and eerie silence.
They walked up the stairs to the meeting room and had just started to look around when there was a faint crashing sound out in the hall making both males jump and turn quickly towards the door.
"W-what w-was t-that?" Matthew stammered out in a whisper, his whole body starting to tremble.
"I'm going to go check it out so stay here and keep quiet till I get back." Prussia whispered heading out the door quietly.
It had been less than a minute sense Gilbert had left the room when it hit Canada that he was in the creepy, dark, silent room alone. Matthew looked around the room fighting the urge to run from the room and down to the car when his eyes spotted something yellow sitting under a chair at the large conference table. He slowly walked over to the chair while watching his surroundings intently. He stopped and bent down to pick the yellow object up.
What is this?
It's really soft it feels kind of like-
Matthew gasped looking in shock at what he held in his hand.
IT'S ONE OF GILBIRD'S FEATHERS!
*Now you might be wondering why he was so shocked, I mean birds lost feathers all the time right?
What was so special about this one?
One thing, Gilbird in the whole span of his life had never lost one feather…not one…ever and he had been alive almost as long as Prussia.*
This is bad very bad…..bad bad bad bad.
Matthew stood then looked down at the table to see who sat here during meetings and sure enough just as Canada had suspected the person that sat there was none other than… Ivan. Matthew groaned.
Of course Ivan had done it.
The real question is 'Why?' had he done it…
But does a crazy person need a reason to do something crazy?
Matthew quickly put the feather in his coat pocket afraid that if Prussia saw it he would try and declare war on Russia or do something equally stupid. As Canada turned to go find Gilbert and leave he felt someone's eyes on his back making him stop and look around carefully. Not seeing anyone he continued to the door only to have it burst open and smack into him making him once again for the second time that day fall and land on his ass.
"W-what the hell!" He exclaimed angrily looking up at Prussia and then noticing someone else beside him.
"Alfred w-what are you d-doing here?"
"This idiot was here making a huge mess." Gilbert said angrily looking at America before helping Matthew off the floor.
"I was not making a mess….at least not on purpose….. I was here helping you guys look for Gilbert's yellow fluff ball."
"He has a name Alfred, it's Gilbird, and why are you helping?"
"Well duh I'm the hero, of course I would help when my little brother asked me to." Alfred said striking a pose. Gilbert just glared at him before turning to Matthew.
"Did you find anything?"
"Umm n-no i-I'm s-sorry G-Gilbert." Canada stammered feeling guilty about the feather in his pocket.
"It's ok Birdie the awesome me won't give up this easily." He said grinning, but Canada could see the pain in that smile making the feather in his pocket feel heavy. Canada wanted nothing more that to take the feather out and show Gilbert but he knew if he did that it would cause bigger problems that a missing bird.
What in the maple am I going to do?
I tell him about the feather I start a war, I don't tell him and my guilt eats me alive…
Matthew sighed and headed after Prussia who had started to walk to the car with a sad look in his eyes.
Matthew had made up his mind right then and there. He would get Gilbird back no matter what, if only so he could see the real grin of his best friend and the fire that usually lit his red eyes.
Because truth be told... i love you Prussia
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Review and tell me what you think.
Fluff is a little painful for me to write but i must for without it the story goes nowhere ^-^
I know Prussia is a little ooc and i'm sorry its my first time writing him and the others as well and well he is supposed to be depressed, if you suddenly lost Gilbird wouldn't you be? i would turn into a very angry hungry after being deprived of her yoai(sp?)for a month (don't want to run into that lol)... but that's me
Also if you didn't notice i decided that every time Maple syrup is brought up i'm calling something silly like oh i don't now "Maple Awesomeness"