A/N: Well :D... Uh... This was only going to be a one part thing, but a couple of the reveiws gave me an idea. I just couldn't let Prussia get away with that :)... So Canada gets his revenge :3. *insert evil laugh here*
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia. Or syrup :'(...
Canada was pacing the floor of his kitchen, deep in diabolical thought. Oh, he was going to get his revenge… Did Prussia have any idea how unpleasant it was to suck snot through a straw?
"Oh, and I'll be by for some pancakes later tonight… Now get the fuck out of here! Kesesesesesese~!"
Gilbert would probably be there soon… Which meant that Matthew didn't have much time to think of something to get back at him for the whole spit thing. Of course he couldn't do something as disgusting as spitting in his food, he wasn't that evil. He could always deny Prussia his pancakes, but that just didn't seem like a suitable punishment. But wait… It wasn't just the pancakes that Gilbert liked… He was pretty crazy over his maple syrup…
Canada, armed with his new plan of attack, ran to his room. He knew that present America had given him last year was still in his closet somewhere…
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Gilbert stood at Canada's front door, repeatedly pushing the doorbell. He could hear the cursing getting louder, which usually meant that Matthew would be opening the door soon. But that didn't make him stop pushing the doorbell.
Finally after a whole 40 seconds Canada threw the door open and glared at the Prussian. Gilbert gave him his best shit-eating grin, walked inside, and smelled the air, "I see that you already made the pancakes. I've taught you well. Kese~!"
This made Canada turn up the dial on his glare to "death ray".
"Shut up Gil."
"Now that's no way to talk to your master! Kneel. Beg me for forgiveness."
Canada sighed. Prussia seemed to be in a good mood. He was probably happy over the success of his earlier prank. That was okay though… Matthew would be the one laughing soon.
"Come on, Gil, just eat the damn pancakes and go home." Canada said, walking toward the kitchen. Prussia sat down at the table and waited for the pancakes to be brought to him instead of getting them himself.
Okay, revenge or not, he's pushing it now, Canada thought, bringing him a stack of warm pancakes.
"Where is the syrup?"
Just the question Canada was waiting for… He reached into one of the cabinets and pulled out a jar.
"Here it is" he said, and handed the jar to Prussia.
"Why is it in a jar?" Prussia asked, opening the jar and pouring some of the syrup onto his pancakes. It was weird… The syrup just sat on the pancakes instead of being absorbed into them to make them all mushy and good like usual…
"It's was homemade..." Canada replied, turning towards the sink so he could smile deviously without Prussia seeing. He faced away from Gilbert until he heard him take a bite of the pancakes… and gag.
"… By Alfred." Canada added.
"What?"
"Alfred made it." Canada laughed.
"Oh, you are evil!" Prussia stood forcefully, knocking over the chair he was sitting in. "I hope you know, this means war! Just you wait, I'll get you back when you least expect it!"
And with that, Prussia turned and stormed out of Canada's house. Canada waited a few seconds to make sure he was gone before he started laughing. Oh, Gil was pissed! To think that he, Canada, was able to prank Prussia of all people! The thought made him laugh even louder, without worrying who might hear…
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As he hid behind the bushes of Canada's house, Prussia could hear Canada laughing. So he thought he was good, huh? Well, he'd just have to show Canada who was the master of pranks. And something like this deserved immediate retaliation… Canada had to go to sleep sometime.