Every night, Prussia and the stars above him compete for Canada's attention. Some might call it pointless, this one-sided rivalry with balls of brightly burning gas millions of light-years away. Others might call it psychotic. Prussia sees it as the final challenge to win Canada's heart.

If he could outshine the stars for just a moment in Canada's eyes…


A/N: Short chapter is extremely short. Bite me. I rewrote this five times, each one with a different approach, and this is what fit best.