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? x Canada (Prussia is winning so far)
A/N: Wow, this go a way better response than I was hoping for... and as for the 'West' thing, I do say in my defense that this wouldn't be historical accurate....
Rated: T
Berlin, Germany
And Canada really knew that he shouldn't be even talking to the enemy when captured, however, in this instance, he could not help himself. Germany and Prussia and Austria were still arguing as Japan looked on in embarrassment.
"Italy..." Canada looked away from the blissful Italian, the question had been on his mind for a while, "Just how did you capture me?" The blond Canadian asked quietly, watching as Italy slurped his pasta – who was still offering him some. Matthew flushed as his stomach growled in hunger, but he just couldn't accept food from the enemy.
"Ve~ I found you lying in the mud!" Feliciano was rather persistent when offering his special food to his captive, "And I dragged you all the way here!"
And Matthew could not help but sigh in relief, so he technically wasn't defeated by Italy (it would be an embarrassment to his Canadians, the British Empire, and Arthur of all people). Now, that he really thought about it – he didn't even remember fighting against Italy...
"Are you really Amerika's brother?" Japan kneeled down in front of him, examining him with deep-thoughtful brown eyes. Matthew frowned in suspicion as Kiku seemed to give a ghost of some sort of smile before his face returned to its usual emotionless expression.
Matthew didn't bother to answer – it was the rules not to talk to the enemy, not to spill any information no matter what kind of torture you were put under...
"Now, you!" Germany snarled, finally breaking away from his argument with Prussia and Austria, turning to the now-glaring Canadian, "You..." Ludwig weakly broke off – simply because he had no idea what to do with the captive Canadian.
"Bruder... just make him clean around the house or something." Prussia smirked, snickering at his next thought, "And you should make him wear Italy's–" Matthew immediately frowned and tensed as Gilbert quickly lowered his voice to whisper in Ludwig's ear – though kept his glinting red eyes on him at all times.
Germany twitched as Prussia's suggestion, but he wanted to humiliate Canada as he had humiliated his Germans many times – so he accepted Prussia's suggestion. He smirked at the practically feral-looking Canadian, "Follow me." Ludwig said coldly, and Matthew growled, but did so as he really had no other choice.
He would devise an escape plan for the time being....
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"Gott – this is priceless!" Prussia howled in laughter, slapping his knee a few times while his red eyes looked eagerly towards the scene.
And Canada could only simply retreat into himself – the embarrassment of this situation was the most he had ever felt, even when the time when France had forced into cross-dressing a few times when he was a child.
"Ve~ I didn't know you kept those!" Italy pointed out, conversing to Austria – who simply coughed into his hand.
Japan was taking pictures with a camera...
And Germany was smirking at the humiliated and enraged Canada – Matthew was definitely nothing to be afraid of anymore.
"I'll get you back for this, I swear." Matthew snarled lowly, trying to pull down the skirt of the short little maid outfit he was forced into – trying to get his breathing back into control, though failing miserably. "And if I can't do it – then Alfred will." Canada growled, because he knew that America would not hesitate to join the war when he heard that this happened to his dear little brother.
All the Axis Powers tensed at the mention of America, but didn't let it show externally. "Your job is to clean my house until I order you to do something else." Ludwig ordered sternly, twitching a bit at Canada's uninterested look. "Start now."
Matthew snorted, and in a brave move, swung his hips as he moved, allowing the short skirt to twirl around his waist as the Axis Powers only watched with wide eyes – all of them seemed to flush a light red. Canada rolled blue-violet eyes, bending down a bit to dust off a bookshelf.
"Uh – right, I must go prepare... something." Germany snapped his open mouth shut, forcibly suppressing his light flush – turning to move out of the room, snatching Italy along the way (because he knew that Feliciano would just talk to the enemy).
Austria coughed again, trying to regain his pride as he marched out behind Germany as Japan took a few more pictures before following.
Matthew waited for Prussia to leave, and grew annoyed as the Prussian merely leaned casually against the wall – red eyes were intently trained on him as Gilbert grinned lazily, obviously enjoying the sight.
"You look good in that, kid." Prussia snickered as Canada tried to ignore him, though couldn't when Prussia picked up a small bottle from the table (it had been confiscated from him when they had forced him out of his military uniform).
"What the hell is this?" Prussia sniffed he bottle, watching as Canada look with wide eyes. Gilbert dipped a finger into the bottle, licking it (and not even thinking if it was poison or anything), and his red eyes grew wide.
"Fuck, this is fucking good!" Prussia swallowed the contents eagerly and Canada could only watch sadly as his last bottle of maple syrup was eaten. The blond Canadian glared fiercely at the Prussian, curling his fingernails to dig into his skin.
Oh – he would make Germany's and Prussia's life a living hell from now on...
Well, what'd you think? Canada will be a lot more aggressive because... well, this is war time....