I'm not going to waste too much time on notes this chapter. This time up is Canada/Ukraine, my personal Hetalia OTP. I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia.
Carnival Games
"Damn," he swore under his breath, gritting his teeth at the display before him. Another ball thrown, and another failed attempt at knocking over the damned milk bottles.
Sighing, Canada slapped another ticket down on the counter, before turning to Ukraine with a determined smile.
"I will win it this time!"
Ukraine smiled back, and the teenager at the counter rolled his eyes a bit. The blond had been going at it for half an hour already, and he hadn't even come close knocking the bottles over.
Still, the kid handed him another three balls, and watched again as each one missed its target.
"M-Matvey," Ukraine started as she saw her boyfriend start to shake in anger, "may I try it?"
It looked as if Canada was about to protest, but when he saw Ukraine's sweet smile the word caught in his throat. He sighed softly, before smiling and placing another ticket against the counter.
"Thank you," she sang happily, accepting the three balls she was handed.
"D-don't worry if you don't get them, it's not that ea-"
Canada was cut off by the sound of collapsing milk bottles. While he stood there, gaping in disbelief, Ukraine was clapping excitedly.
"Look Matvey, I did it!"
"Y-yeah. Congrats, Katya."
But she didn't hear him, too busy trying to pick out a prize.
A moment later, there was small stuffed pig in his hands.
"H-huh?"
"I know you wanted to win, so you can keep it."
And even though there were millions of protests on his tongue, Canada found himself accepting the pig with a blush when Katya kissed him gently on the lips.
End.
Thank you all once again for reading, and I hope you are still enjoying these little drabble-fics.
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