I promised PruCan, and here it is. I hope this is okay!
If I owned Hetalia, England might have been run over ages ago.

"Canada..." I heard a whine from behind me. "Birdiiiiiieeeeee... why're you always so busy?"

I rolled my eyes, and grinned goofily at my boyfriend. "Well, considering my older brother was hit by a car, and I don't think it was an accident, I'd better be busy."

He rolled over on his bed (no, we're not that far along in our relationship yet, so leave me alone), and mumbled something incoherently.

"Prussia, please don't curse at me in German. I really don't think I deserve that right now."

He glared at me with his red eyes, and I raised my eyebrows expectantly. Prussia climbed off his bed, and practically jumped towards me. He pulled me out of my seat, and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his neck, fingers burying themselves in his hair.

Just as it started to get better, my cell phone starts to vibrate in my pants pocket. We jumped back from each other, Prussia staring at me as I answered the phone.

"Hello?" I sounded breathless.

"Canada?" It was France. "What were you doing that makes you sound so breathless?"

My eyes widened as I replied. "I-it's nothing... just woke up."

France started to laugh, and the sound made my cheeks turn a rather luminescent shade of red.

"Mon petit, you are such a terrible liar. But I will not pry. How is my dear Angleterre?"

I sighed. "I haven't seen him today. I'm going back soon. You know you can go visit him."

"Non, I think that he would rather rest than be visited by moi."

Prussia's arms were wrapping around my waist, and I figured I had to finish the call soon.

"Papa, I have to go. Au revoir."

"Au revoir, mon frère."

I shut the phone, and stared at Prussia, whose head was resting on my shoulder. I kissed him lightly on the cheek, and watched as his cheeks flushed with pink.

"I've got to go. Maybe talk to England, but definitely talk to America. I need to find out if they know anything." My violet eyes scanned his face. And don't give me that look, you know it won't work."

Prussia pouted a bit, and I gave in. "Do you want to come with me? I'm sure it can't hurt anything."

He jumped in front of me, and kissed me again. I pulled away slowly, and smiled. "Can't look like a mess, can we?"

Prussia ruffled my hair, and grabbed the keys to the rental car. "I'm driving!"

I gaped. I never have trusted him behind the wheel of a car. But, being the regular passive person I am, I didn't say anything, and followed him as he headed out the door.

"Hey England, wassup my British botha from anotha motha?"

I hid my face in my hands. He would, he would, so why did I bring him along? Why am I going out with him? I could feel the warmth under my hands. To my utmost surprise, I could hear England laughing from his bed. It was a weak and tired laugh, but it meant England was getting better.

"Well, I'm well on the way to recovery, if that's what you're asking." He was smiling.

I lifted my face from my hands, and smiled. "That's really great. I was just wondering, though... have you remembered anything yet?"

"No... why do you ask?"

I flinched at the question. "Just curious. That's it."

England smiled again. I could see the bags under his eyes, and could hear his weak breathing. He's still in pain, he's just trying to hide it. I slouched in my seat.

"England, if you're in pain, please don't try to hide it. It really makes me worry."

England's face fell, and he glanced at me, cautiously. "You shouldn't be worrying about me; you've been stressed lately, I don't want to add to that."

I shrugged, explaining that I was morally obligated to worry about him, and that he should hurry up and get better, because I didn't like seeing him stuck in there. I made him laugh. I could hear him struggle for breath, my stomach knotting in concern.

"Canada... why have you been so busy lately? You always look so stressed when you come to see me, and it really does worry me." England whispered.

I shrugged. "Lots of stuff going on lately, I'm just tired. You've got no reason to worry."

I could tell he didn't believe me, but I ignored that little fact.

"Canada, do you know if France was in London the day I was hit?"

I jumped out of my chair. I felt my jaw drop as I stared at England indignantly, before answering.

"Maybe... I called him on his cell, so for all I know, he could have been."

England looked at me, then to Prussia, and back to me. "Oh... okay. I just thought..."

"If you're worried about something, just tell me."

England shrugged, but didn't reply. I slouched in my seat. Prussia started to yell. "Ol' France was probably just paying you a visit, Iggy!"

I smacked Prussia upside the head, and snapped, "The normals can't know what we are! Keep it down."

Prussia shrugged. I sat there silently, until I remembered that I needed to speak with Alfred. I quickly excused myself, and dragged Prussia behind me. Sadly, my exit hadn't been so quiet. The door had been in reach when I yelped.

"Canada, lad, what's wrong?"

I felt my face turn a red to compete with my flag, and I muttered, an octave higher, "Nope, nothing's wrong."

I dragged Prussia out of the room, and shut the door behind us. I quickly turned around adn slapped him square across the face.

"What were you thinking, grabbing my ass like that?"

"Oh Birdie, you know you liked it."

I blushed even more, and mumbled, "You could have waited until we got to the parking lot."

Prussia leaned forward, his lips gently touching mine, and we practically ran to the parking lot, because I was late to meet America.

We pulled up at the cafe, and I gasped. Normally, I generally stay out of America's private life, but I had told him repeatedly that this was a bad idea. Of course he wouldn't listen to me about this. He never listens to me.

I climbed out of the car, and walked briskly towards my brother, who was passionately making out with Russia. I placed my hands on their shoulders, smiling.

"Now, I'm sure you two are having a simply lovely time, but Ivan, if you don't mind, I need to speak with my brother."

I'm so sorry about the slow updates, I've just been crushed by an essay worth twenty percent of my World History mark, and more fun important projects. I'm going to try and update a little more often!

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