Prussia worked silently on the knitted hat in his lap. Canada was singing along to the radio in the kitchen as he washed dishes, probably dancing as he worked. Smiling to himself, Prussia finished the patterned portion of the hat and began the decreasing rounds. He loved when the tall country danced, especially to an old country song. One thing he had never gotten the nerve to do was ask Canada for a dance, and he decided that was yet another thing to do before he disappeared. But first, he had to finish this hat.

The hat was black and white with a Prussian eagle on one side. When it was finished, it would have a black and white pom pom attached to the crown. Prussia was pleased with his handiwork, having only learned to knit when he first came to live in Canada's house six months ago. Already he was knitting as fast as his best friend. Of course it helped that there wasn't much he could do these days, except sit by the fireplace and work on little projects.

"Hey, Gil," said a soft voice behind him.

He turned to see Canada leaning on the doorframe leading from the living room to the kitchen.

"What is up, birdie?" Prussia asked, trying not to blush. He enjoyed hearing the blond's soft voice much more than he'd ever admit.

"What's your favorite song?"

Prussia's mind blanked for a second. "Edelweiss," he finally responded hesitantly.

Canada quickly typed the song into his phone and wandered back into the kitchen, listening contentedly. Without a second thought, Prussia pushed his legs underneath himself and carefully stood. He wobbled into the kitchen to see Canada slowly waltzing around the room with his eyes closed. Reaching out for one of the tall country's outstretched hands, he pulled him close and began to dance with him. The blond opened his eyes in fear and shock, but closed them quickly when he realized it was just Prussia, and laid his head on his shoulder. Prussia then began to sing along softly to the song, holding tight to his best friend and trying not to cry.

When the song was over, Prussia released Canada and found a stool sit on by the counter. He grinned up at the blond through the tears in his eyes.

"Awesomest dance I have ever had," he exclaimed.

Canada just nodded, somewhat unable to speak. He had never really danced with someone else, not like that.

"Lunch?" he finally asked, moving to the fridge to get out peanut butter and jelly.

Prussia smiled and said, "Ja, bitte!"

"Do you like to dance?" Canada asked, so quietly the Prussia almost didn't hear him.

"Ja, I do. Back after the wars there was always a huge awesome ball, und of course I would go among my people. But I have not since they…"

"Since they…? Since they what?" Canada looked back at Prussia and realized it in an instant. "You were dissolved, that's right. Gil, I'm so - I'm so sorry…"

Prussia laughed at the blushing country, wiping his tears back. "Ancient history now, hm, birdie?"

"Not so ancient if you think about it, only seventy years or so… Oh maple, I'm not helping at all am I?" The blond reached over and grabbed his hands and squeezed. Prussia blushed and looked down. How would he tell this adorable country that he loved him?

Just a few hours later, the hat was finished.
"Birdie!" Prussia called out towards the kitchen.

Canada peeked around the corner holding a piping bag. "Eh? What's - what's up?"

"I have the awesomest gift for you!"

Coming into the living room, Canada sat down next to his best friend and looked at him expectantly. Prussia felt his heartbeat pick up suddenly, then presented the hat ceremoniously.

"Just… Something so you remember me, ja?" he said hesitantly.

"Oh Gilbert, you goof! I love it!" Canada pulled the hat on and modeled it for Prussia, causing the albino to laugh. "And you know I'll never forget you, anyway. I lo-" The tall country shut his mouth with a snap.

Prussia looked at him curiously, wondering what he had been about to say. Canada was blushing and pulling at the hem of his too-large sweater.

"Wanna dance?" the blond finally asked, breaking the silence. They looked shyly at each other for a second, then Prussia found himself being dragged upwards by the tall country.

"Hey! Birdie! Careful!"\

"Sorry Gil! C'mon! Alexa, play Frank Sinatra!"

Wrapping an arm around Prussia's neck and taking his other hand in his own, Canada stepped in close.

"You said you missed dancing, non?"

"Ja, but-"

"Non, let's dance!"

So Prussia pulled him closer and waltzed around the living room.