I've been igoring this story for a while. So, I decided to get something done. Here it is, and sorry to all PruCan supporters.
3. Canada's Unfortunate First Kiss
It was just another world meeting with Canada running late. It seems that either America had remembered Canada long enough to pull a prank on him or someone who thought he was America was trying to get revenge. It didn't really matter to him now, as all he was worried about was being late.
He burst into the conference room panting, getting odd stares from everyone else in the conference that he had just interrupted.
"Who are you?" England asked.
Both Canada and France opened their mouths to answer, but were beat to it by Prussia.
"It is Canada," He said and everyone looked at him surprised.
"H-how do you know who I am?" Canada worriedly asked the question that was on everyone's mind at the moment. How could Prussia remember the one country that was always forgotten by the others?
"Because your country makes awesome maple syrup," Prussia answered easily and Matthew felt himself blush. "Anyways, you are super cute. In fact…"
That was when Prussia grabbed him and forcefully kissed him.
"I've always wanted to do that," Prussia said to himself, completely ignoring the glares he was getting from Canada's family and the horrified look he got from his brother.
"Bruder… what did you do?" Germany's voice broke through his thoughts.
"Huh?" Prussia asked.
"I'm going to kill you! You can't be my brother's first kiss!" America yelled and tackled Prussia to the ground. He pinned him to the ground with his arms behind him.
"H-how do y-you k-know that was my f-first kiss?" Canada asked his brother.
"Oh, please Mattie. You know that nobody would ever remember you enough to actually kiss you," America said. Canada pouted at him and the sad truth to his words.
"W-well, it's the t-truth, but-" Canada started but got cut off by America.
"See, you stole my brother's first kiss. You are going to pay!" America shouted.
"You stole mon petite Matthew's first kiss!" France shouted at him and put his hands on his hips.
"You bloody git! How dare you steal a kiss from my child!" England joined in.
"Should I be scared of two old men and a naïve little boy?" Prussia asked skeptically.
"No," Germany said, sighing. "You should be scared of two former world superpowers along with a current superpower."
If Prussia's face could pale, it would have. However, his expression would have to suffice.
"You know Prussia, I thought we were friends. Then you go and do something like kiss my son!" France yelled at him and Prussia gulped.
A few minutes later Prussia was tied to a chair and Canada's family was debating what to do with him. Canada was standing off in the corner and Russia was slowly making his way towards him.
"Hey guys," Prussia called out and they all stared at him like they had forgotten about him despite talking about him.
"Don't talk!" America spazzed out and stuffed a piece of cloth to gag him.
"Alright, I say we curse him or put him in busby's chair," England suggested.
"Why don't we just nuke him?" America said.
"Hey! He's no longer a country and living at my house! If you bomb him then you bomb me… and he's my bruder," Germany added after a small pause.
Prussia made a small noise of indignity at that. He noticed that now Russia was standing next to Canada and had just put an arm around his shoulders. Canada jumped a little at the contact, but after he saw who it was leant into his and watched Prussia with worry.
"You know, I really feel bad for Gil," Canada told Russia.
"Don't be, he stole your first kiss before I could," Russia answered him.
Canada smiled at that and slapped his arm, causing the taller one to laugh. Oddly enough, this laugh didn't attract any attention at all.
"Still, Gil's my friend. I mean, he does sometimes end up at my house drunk sometimes, well… a lot, but he's… he's… he's a loyal friend?" Canada said sounding like he was questioning himself.
"Well, so am I," Russia said with a childish pout.
"Yes, I know you are. Anyways, can you help me get Gil out of this?" Canada asked him.
"No," Russia rejected his question.
"Please," Canada pleaded making his eyes big and batting her eyelashes. Russia was starting to waver.
Prussia watched the exchange between the two, but couldn't hear what exactly they were saying. It couldn't be good though, seeing that Canada had slapped Russia and then had to make those puppy dog eyes he so often made to make him to something. They go him every time, and he was only allowed to make them at him! Not that he was being possessive or anything. Still, it wasn't a good sign; that he was sure of.
"I have an idea of what to do with the weird albino thing!" Russia shouted and Canada elbowed him in the ribs, not that anyone really noticed.
"What?!" All three of Canada's respective family members shouted at him short-temperedly. Then, seeing whom they had yelled at France and England apologized profusely.
"I think I should deal with him for stealing Matvey's first kiss," Russia said with a smile.
"I'm going to go with that idea," England proclaimed.
"I'm good with that," France also said.
"Well…" America debated.
"Just say yes, Alfie," Canada sighed.
"All right, but only because you insisted," America added hurriedly afterwards.
"Okay then, let's go."
Canada started to walk out the door and Russia followed pulling a tied-up Prussia. When the were finally in the safety of the hall Canada sighed and stopped. Russia also came to a halt, 'accidently' knocking over Prussia's chair. Which in turn made Canada rush over to see if he was okay, making Russia even angrier.
"Are you all right? I'm sorry about my family, they get all worked up over things like that," Canada said in all one breath while taking the piece of cloth from his mouth.
"Yeah, I'm just dandy. Do you mind untying me?" Prussia asked.
"Sure thing," Canada said smiling. Russia scowled from the corner.
As Canada started to untie him Russia came over and loomed over the both of them. When Canada was finished he took his arm and started to drag him away completely ignoring the other two's confused look.
Right before they left the hall Russia turned around to Prussia and said, "Don't ever kiss Matvey again."
"Ivan, wha-" Canada started and was cut off by Russia dragging him out once more. Prussia just started laughing.
This was very random.
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