Chapter 4: Prussia and Canada


He was no longer a nation anymore. They had decided, and the awesome nation of Prussia was no longer meant to be here. Germany had fought and fought but he could do nothing to change their minds. Gilbert didn't care about them anyways. If they couldn't see that he was awesome enough to keep around then that was their own problem.

He wasn't scared, if that's what you were thinking.

No, Gilbert had another concern of his own. He was more concerned about a certain Canadian boy that he had gotten attached to. His little birdie went by enough without getting noticed, how was Birdie supposed to get by without him?

Gilbert had 24 hours to get his affairs in order and say goodbye. He left West to take care of his possessions and will, he could care less about that. Instead he went straight to Matthew's house, not wanting to miss a single moment of his last day without Mattie. He didn't even knock on the door, knowing that Matthew had probably already heard from his loud mouthed brother about what was going to happen to him. Sure enough when he entered there was Matthew sitting on his couch crying his eyes out. Kumajiro shot Gilbert an annoyed look.

"Birdie…" Matthew looked at him tear filled eyes and Gilbert could feel his heart breaking at the sight.

"G-Gil… Is it true?" His voice was so sore. Gilbert scowled and didn't look at Matthew.

"Can't we talk about something else?" Gilbert didn't want to talk about this, he just wanted to spend one last day with his Birdie.

"You aren't a nation anymore." Matthew said quietly. Gilbert didn't reply.

"This is my last day." Gilbert said after a while.

Matthew suddenly stood up. He looked so determined, like he was going on the mission of a lifetime. He walked right past Gilbert and headed straight into the kitchen. Gilbert followed behind, a confused look on his face.

"Birdie? What are you doing?" Gilbert sat down at the table while Matthew started to pull out ingredients and pans.

"Making pancakes. Every time you come over you insist on pancakes, and it would only be a matter of time before you started begging for some." Matthew smirked back at Gilbert, his red rimmed eyes the only sign that he had been crying.

"Hey! The awesome me doesn't beg." Gilbert shouted a light blush on his cheek.

It became a day like any other. Matthew made more pancakes than a normal human being should be able to eat for Gilbert. They talked about how Alfred and Ludwig were doing and how boring their lives could be. They watched random movies and let Kumajiro and Gilbird play outside together. It was a day unlike any other, and it was just what both of them needed to forget about what was going to happen tomorrow.

Eventually night fell despite how nice their day was, and they had to talk about something series. Gilbert had only one request for Matthew though, and he didn't know how to ask for it. Finally he couldn't keep it inside anymore.

"Birdie, I want you to watch after Gilbird while I'm gone."

"W-what?" Matthew was not expecting that, though he didn't know what he did expect.

"I want you to watch after Gilbird."

"Why me?"

"Gilbird likes you, and I don't think West will watch him without letting him get gobbled up by one of his dogs. Plus he gets along with Kuma." Matthew and Gilbert looked over at the pair who were currently asleep on the other end of the couch.

"I-if you're sure." Matthew felt his face growing red.

"I could think of no one better." Gilbert grinned at his red faced friend.

When Gilbert had left, Matthew felt like his house was strangely empty. There was a certain life that was missing from it, and his house felt more empty than before. Gently he picked up Kumajiro and placed Gilbird on his head, just like he had seen Gilbert do countless times. The bird burrowed itself right into his hair, seeming just as much home there as he did on Gilbert's head.

The next day his brother paid him a visit, to tell him what Gilbert's last moments were like since Matthew couldn't be there. Alfred looked torn in half by what he was trying to say.

"Mattie, Gilbert's last words were 'tell Birdie I love him and that he is never alone.'" Alfred had never felt so much pity for his brother, and he realized to the extent what he had helped cause. For the first time in years it was Alfred who felt like the villain instead of the hero.


Hello my lovely readers! Guess what? You can now suggest a pairing! Just leave it in the review, but be warned if you aren't specific about whether or not you want it more of a family like thing or an actual pairing it might not turn out like how you thought it would.