Prussia had woken up in the morning on Canada's couch with a crick in his neck and a heavy need to stretch out his back. His back was facing the TV screen and he was simply too exhausted and lethargic to even bother opening his eyes. He could sense a weight atop of him so he decided it was best to try to get the blanket off of his legs. When he feels that there's another pair tangled in his own his eyes fluttered wide open as he tried to see what exactly was on top of him.

He tried his best to control his surprise.

He had found a snoozing Canadian on top of him, who simply seemed so pleased and comfortable with the position he had put himself in, Prussia couldn't find himself able of possibly feeling angry or irritated at what the other had done. The two of them must have fallen asleep when the movie had ended, or at least, after the two other movies both of them had ended up marathoning. It made sense that he was too tired to even move him lazy ass to the guest room since he had used what little energy he had left from the plane ride to help with the decorations for the house. Prussia felt Canada move a little bit, and he could feel himself freeze up. Crap! Only the worst could immediately come to Prussia's mind. 'What if he sees you and thinks you were trying something, and then he starts believing what Francis warned him about?' 'What if he thinks something else happened?'

He could only breathe a sigh of relief when the only thing the nation did was move closer to him, or what Prussia could guess was his warmth because he could see him shiver from the frigid air. His head burrowed itself in the crook of Prussia's neck and the albino could feel his soft breath on it. He was able to feel himself relax in the changed position, and he wouldn't mind staying like that for a while. Canada looked a little cute, actually, with the lighter shade of pink on his cheeks, in Prussia's opinion. No, wait, no, he is Prussia's friend and this is not good. He shouldn't think of someone who he considers a friend like that, even if it was really adorable how he tried to get closer to him to get warm, or how his arms were wrapped around his shoulders.

Nope, Prussia doesn't think of him as adorable or cute at all.

Wait, he can't think about stuff like that right now, he just has to leave his crisis for later. He needs to face the current issue: how he can get off of the couch without waking Canada up.

In the end, it had taken around 10 minutes just to get his arms and legs off of Prussia. It would have been faster, but when he had seen him shake from the loss of heat, he had ended up feeling bad and tried to get the blanket on top of him. Although, in the process of doing so, he ended up leaning back too much and landed on the ground with a loud thud. Much to his own dismay, he had ended waking Canada up.

He leaned over the couch as he looked at Prussia with concern while he himself tried to look as if he had been on the floor the whole time. With a more forced than casual grin, he tried to talk to the blond. "H-hey Birdie, what's up?" Crud, he just stuttered. He knows better than to do something that obvious.

He couldn't help it though.

Canada had looked at him with his chin resting on one hand, with the light redness of his cheeks and his 'glimmering' eyes, it had given Prussia a shock to say the least. All he could do is pray that he didn't notice his stutter.

"I thought I heard something fall, and it woke me up." He started rubbing his eyes and covered his mouth with a hand as he yawned. "Must've been me or something."

If Canada continued to act this cute, it would actually be the end of Prussia. "Yeah, I guess, I didn't hear anything."

"Why are you on the floor, did you lose something? Are you looking for Gilbird? 'Cause I thought you put him in his cage before we started watching the movies."

This should be easy, Prussia always been good and making up lies on a whim. "Well, I just woke up, must've been what you heard."

"But didn't you just say you didn't hear anything?" He raises one of his eyebrows, which was also when Prussia had noticed the charming 'bed head' that he has, and 'god verdammt' he just wants to making everything harder for him, doesn't he. While Prussia may be good at making lies, he is not the best when it comes to keeping track of the ones that he'd already said. The only reason Hungary always knew if he was lying about something or not, and also why he would always come home with frying pan indentations on him.

"I did? I'm too tired to remember anything that I'm saying." Hopefully he can move the conversation to another topic, or that the nation is just too tired to actually care.

Canada got off the couch and started stretching, which made his hoodie ride up to show only a sliver of his stomach. The nation always seemed to have a deep love for oversized closing, since everything the had sleeves would always cover his hands and look a few sizes larger on him. Prussia was just surprised as to how his sleeves never seem to actually get dirty every couple of minutes.

"I'll go upstairs for the moment, but it'll just be a few seconds, and I can make us breakfast after." He gives him a soft smile before he jogged up the stairs.

Prussia might as well get ready for breakfast as well. The friendship crisis he was having earlier should be left for later, or at least in his opinion it should.

As Canada was finishing breakfast and putting two plates down on the table, Gilbird had started chirping as he laid himself on top of Prussia's hair.

"Why does he like your hair so much? Why not your shoulder or something?" Canada had taken a small bite of his pancakes, and covered his mouth as he continued, "I mean, wouldn't it be more comfortable for the two of you?"

Prussia had finished off nearly the entire plate as he started trying to explain, "It's more like, if he gets on my shoulder, I'll look like a pirate. Plus I'm awesome enough to be able to look amazing even if he's on top of my hair."

As he had gotten out of his chair to refill his mug with hot chocolate, Prussia started to space out a bit.

Canada had looked at him with a peculiar face. "Gilbert, are you alright? You seem really focused on something."

His eyes went back into focus, making Prussia realize he had been staring at nothing while not even realizing it, and he had noticed him staring at the other, "Oh, sorry Birdie. I guess I phased out." Why were this morning's events bothering him so much?

"I thought phasing out wasn't good, or awesome. It would let an enemy take the first strike." He gives Prussia a cheeky grin and finishes his breakfast along with his hot chocolate.

Although, before he could come up with anything clever to retort with, Canada had taken away his now empty plate and had continued his chat. "Well, although it seems like I've won this conversation, I would like to ask you to join me later today to go into the city. Of course, unless you want to do mind numbing paper work again, you might want to find something to do until later." He left the dishes in the sink, so Prussia had gotten up and decided to help him clean.

Before Canada left the kitchen he got Prussia's attention, "And, no, Alfred is not making me do his work this time. So there will be no need for you to call him again in pointless argument." He gives the other a grin before officially heading out his sight.

Once Canada had finished his paperwork while Prussia was messing around with Kumajirou (which was basically trying to get his hand as close to the bear's mouth as close as he could before the other had a chance to bite him, even if he had almost lost a few fingers along the way), he had taken Prussia to his car and had driven the two of them down to the city, which, in Prussia's own ideals, seemed too stuffy to him.

The moment they had arrived, he had already started feeling uncomfortable with the lack of a personal bubble. "Oi, Mattie. How do you feel comfortable with so many people around you?" In the time he was able to get the sentence out of his mouth, around 6 people had pushed against him to continue walking even though he was already at the edge of the sidewalk. 'Canadians are the nicest people in the world' is starting to sound like real bullshit to him. By the time the tenth person crashed into him, the nation had let his temper get the best of him. "Passen Sie doch auf! Sie Stück Scheiße!" Only to hear the person in turn reply. "Ne vous contentez pas de rester là!"

Only after Canada apologized in rushed french to the angry shopper, was he able to calm Prussia down by using words dripping with desperation. "Come on Gilbert, don't let this become the paperwork issue again. Just breath in and out, then walk away, alright? The post office is near by, a-and if you behave I'll take you to a cafe that sells really good sweets!" Once he had heard the word 'sweets' he immediately calmed down, only to look at Canada with large eyes as he grabbed his shoulders with excitement. "Really! You promise?" No matter what, Prussia really is kid when it comes to anything in his interests.

As the pair finished the surprisingly simple task of getting his paperwork sent out at the post office, Canada had driven the two to the cafe you were promised. Even though Prussia gave him too many questions to count about what the cafe would be like, to which he only replied with 'it's a secret', the two of them arrived to a small cafe that gave off a warm 'homey' vibe.

As Prussia entered the cafe with Canada, he was instantly hit with the strong scent of pumpkin and cinnamon, which was all in time with the autumn season.

As the two of them waited in a relatively short line, he had noticed the Canada had seemed to reminisce on something. "I've always really liked this cafe, you know? It's kinda small and a little old, but everyone here is so kind and always treat you so well, not to mention their desserts always remind me of when I used to live with Papa. It can make me nostalgic, but in a good way I guess." His face softens as he starts to remember living with Francis.

"I know exactly how you feel. Back in Germany, there's this little toy store, too small to notice even if you were looking for it, and whenever I see it I get reminded of when Ludwig was little and he always liked this little toy horse that I had made for him. It was one of the few things I actually tried making, now that I think about it." He starts smiling at the pleasant thoughts, and before he knew it, the two of them were at the beginning of the line so that they could order whatever it was that they wanted.

Prussia had ended up ordering a slice of German chocolate cake, which earned him a snicker from Canada, and a small regular coffee; while Canada had ordered a slice of pumpkin pie and a caramel coffee that was similar to a frappuccino. The two of them were able to sit down at a table outside, and with the pleasant weather, they both unanimously deemed it as the best thing to do.

As Prussia devoured the cake he had in only a few bites, he noticed Canada who was snickering at how he ate. He barely swallowed the last pieces of cake in his mouth before he had started to speak, "W'tcha look'n at M'ttie?" The other had started laughing, "At how you eat like it's either your first or last time. How about you take a breath and actually enjoy the food?" He scoops a piece of his pie with a fork and leans in to you.

Why does this seem so familiar to Prussia?

It hits him. This was what he would see in Japan's manga anytime he would hang out with him, it was in those romance ones he would always have lying around his house. At the realization, he was able to feel himself tripping over his own thoughts. "I-isn't this the part where you say 'ahh' or something?" Good, yeah, just use a joke and cover up the faint heat growing on his face. Although the answer wasn't what had had been expecting.

His tone is almost sarcastic. "Haha. Sure," Although his voice ends up sounding almost sincere near the end, "Open your mouth. Ahh." His smile as he does the small sound makes Prussia's blush grow a little more. Is he trying to make the other blush? Prussia ended up opening your mouth, and as the pie was fed to him, he repeated the point of the whole ordeal. "Try to actually taste it this time, and if you like it, I have much more than I can eat here." He motions to the rest of his slice as he drinks his coffee, where both of them barely had any dents made. Yet Prussia had already finished a slice of cake as well as his coffee.

He grins and grabs his own fork all while leaning over the table, "I might just take you up on your awesome offer."

Translations

Gott verdammnt - God damn it

Passen Sie doch auf! Sie Stück Scheiße! - Watch where you're going! You piece of shit!

Ne vous contentez pas de rester là! - Don't just stand there!

Okay, so I'm sorry for the not so spectacular chapter this update brought. I faced a block and couldn't get past it since I already had everything planned out beyond this chapter, but I wasn't too sure what to do with this, which is why it ended up being a filler, and so it took me a while to write it. I do promise that the next update will be better than this one, and that it can bring actual development (which is also why I stalled and said that Prussia would think about what was going on later. I also involved Japan since Himaruya said that they had an 'inseparable' relationship. I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter and remember to review and tell me if there's anything I should improve on! ┐('～`;)┌