Prussia looked around to take in the amazing site around him, they had just arrived in Canada and were heading to someone named Matthew's house in a van France vented from a nearby dealer, as he stared out the window he smiled. He had always loved the snow, the way it covered everything like a blanket and seemed to go on forever. Oh there was snow in Russia, General Winter made sure of that, but it was different here the snow seemed softer, kinder almost and that just made him grin a little wider.

"Vee~ what are you looking at Gilbert?" Italy asked curiously as he watched the Prussian stare out the window.

"Oh, just the snow Feliciano isn't it beautiful?" Gilbert asked as he turned towards the young Italian.

"Yeah the neve is really pretty Prussia, it reminds me of fluffy pieces of cotton!" The younger Italian said as he sat back in his seat and smiled even more, if that was even possible.

"Alright everyone we're here! " France said in a sing-song voice as he opened his door and went up to the door of the house in front of them, it was a cozy little home with smoke billowing out of the top of the chimney and a Canadian flag hung on the porch, they all stood at the door waiting for the Canadian to answer after Germany had briskly knocked on the door a few times.

"Yes?" the owner of the house asked as he looked out, the man had dirty blonde hair and blue eyes hiding behind a pair of thin frame round lens glasses, "Oh, France! How nice of you to visit!" The man said smiling as he opened the door wider to reveal a nice little living room with a green four person couch and a wide screen TV with an uncountable number of game systems hooked up to it.

"Hello Mathieu as you can see I have brought some friends with me." Francis said as he motioned towards the others who were still standing at the doorway nervously waiting to be introduced.

"Hello there, I haven't seen you all since the last world meeting." Matthew said as he looked at the other countries with a smile planted on his face. The others muttered there greetings when Matthew's eyes landed on Gilbert who had been hidden behind Ludwig for the conversation so far.

"G-Gilbert", Matthew said as he stared unbelievingly at the albino. "Your-your alive!" He shouted as he ran forward and hugged the Prussian as Gilbert gave a puzzled look towards the others.

"Yes, but I am afraid that there is a problem mi amigo." Spain said as he looked at the young Canadian with sadness in his eyes.

"What do you mean?" Asked Matthew as he shifted his gaze to the Spaniard and gave him a questioning look.

"Well……" Germany started as they all went into the sitting room so Ludwig could explain. "And that's our current situation." He finished as he gave a hopeful look towards Matthew.

"We were hoping you could help." Spain said as he turned to also look at the Canadian a worried look buried in his eyes.

"Did you try pancakes?" He asked the group.

"Yes and there was no reaction, in fact he said he had never seen them before." Ludwig said as he looked back towards Gilbert, "We had them for breakfast this morning."

Gilbert nodded in response, "they were really delicious though!" He said as he tried desperately to lighten the mood.

"Thank you….." Matthew said as he turned a sad smile to the Prussian, "Than I'm afraid that that's all I can offer, though you guys could go ask Alfred for help he used to always have awesome fights with Gilbert."

"That's a good idea I mean we're already in North America anyway. Thanks for the help Canadá." Spain said as he and the others shuffled out the door. Once they were in the car they drove off to their next destination, America.

"Are we gonna go you tomato bastard or what?" Romano asked in an increasingly annoyed voice as Spain and Feliciano pretended to drive, France stuck his head out the window at yelled to the waving Canada, and Prussia was asking Ludwig a question that had been on his mind for a while.

"Hey Ludwig?" Gilbert asked as he turned in the backseat to face his younger brother sitting to the left of him.

"Yeah brüder?" Germany asked turning to face Prussia hopeful that he might have remembered something important.

"What are awesome fights?" He asked curiously a look of pure interest on his face.

"Just, don't ask." Ludwig said as he turned back to face the front with a hint of annoyance in his voice.

"Okay…..?" Prussia said as he turned back towards the window and gazed at the snow again, "Just like cotton huh?" He said as he continued to stare out the window and the car started up again.

"VIVA AMERICA!" Shouted Spain as they drove off smiling, they might have found a lead.