Comfy Lap and Nicknames
Canada pretended to be interested in America's story about some party that he had went to while they walked down the sidewalk to the meeting room. Canada held Kumajirou in his arms, but the little bear was of no help to him, because he had fallen asleep several minutes ago.
"It was so awesome bro, Iggy got so drunk that he started to strip, and France video taped the whole thing it was hilarious." America said laughing loudly.
Canada rolled his eyes, America had been talking the entire time, and Canada hadn't been able to get a word in at all. "And then Italy got Germany to sing with him-" Canada decided that now would be a good time to tune the American out.
Canada let his thoughts drift off to his new friends, would Prussia and Romano remember him. The Canadian hoped so; hanging out with his new friends had been fun yesterday.
After lunch, they had all taken a walk together, and Gilbird had taken a special liking to Romano. It was somewhat cute to see Romano bonding with the little bird while Prussia secretly took pictures. Canada wasn't even bothered by the fact that Romano and Prussia had started to argue with each other, it was only a petty argument and ended almost as soon as Canada had intervened.
Canada was so caught up in his thoughts he didn't realize he had made it into the meeting room, until he heard Britain yelling at France. Canada sighed and went to the seat he had been at yesterday, Prussia and Romano weren't there yet so the Canadian sat alone watching the other nations in the room converse with each other.
Canada sat with Kumajirou in his lap, and began to play with the bear's ears, because of his boredom. However, Kumajirou didn't seem to like this so he climbed off the Canadian's lap, and went to find a spot to rest under the table.
Canada began to get nervous; he figured that his new friends would forget about him, it wouldn't be the first time something like that happened to the Canadian.
Two minutes later, Canada had fully convinced himself that his new friends would forget him, but when he saw Prussia walking towards him his mood brightened. Canada smiled and waved at Prussia. "Hey Pr-" Canada was cut off by the albino sitting on him.
Prussia wasn't nearly as heavy as Russia so he didn't hurt the Canadian physically, but poor Canada felt near tears now. His new friend had forgotten about him, Prussia hadn't even seen him sitting in the chair.
Romano sat down next to Prussia and glared at him. "Bastard what the hell are you doing?" Romano asked.
Prussia grinned at Romano. "Sitting in the most comfortable seat ever! Why do you ask?" Romano rolled his eyes. "You're fucking weird."
Canada frowned, Romano had forgotten about him as well. The Canadian felt like he needed the comfort of maple syrup, and Kumajirou to get over this horrible event. He would have liked to get up and leave the room, but he didn't have that luxury because of the Prussian sitting on him.
Canada poked Prussia in the back, trying to get his attention. "Um…Prussia…" Canada whispered, expecting to be unheard by the albino.
Prussia turned his head around so he could look at Canada and smiled. "Did you say something Canada?" Prussia asked innocently.
Canada was so shocked that Prussia actually knew he was sitting here that he couldn't think of anything to say.
Romano punched Prussia in the arm and glared at him. "He probably wants your fat ass to get off of him!" Romano yelled. Prussia frowned and rubbed his arm. "Canada do you think I'm fat?" Prussia asked, but Canada was too busy trying to grasp what was happening right now.
'Romano and Prussia can both still see me! Then why is Prussia sitting on me?' Canada shook his head hoping to clear his thoughts and looked up at Prussia. "Um w-why are you sitting on me?" Canada asked softly.
Prussia grinned and threw his arm around Canada's shoulder. "Ha I'm sitting on you because you're lap is really comfortable." Prussia said enthusiastically, while Romano rolled his eyes again. "Fucking weirdo."
Canada stared wide eyed at Prussia and Romano. "S-so you guys didn't forget about me?" Canada asked.
Romano and Prussia stared at the Canadian in shock. "Why do you think we would have forgotten about you?" Romano asked loudly, drawing the attention of a few other nations in the room.
Prussia twisted around on Canada's lap so he could look at him. "Yeah birdie why would you think something like that? We're friends we won't forget you! "Prussia exclaimed loudly earning himself a glare from his younger brother.
Canada smiled. "Uh well it's just that most people don't remember me for very long, and I thought you guys would forget too." Canada whispered softly.
Romano frowned and lightly flicked Canada in the head. "Well don't think things like that bastard, we're friends now so we won't forget you." Romano said softly.
Prussia grinned. "Yeah Romano is right!" He yelled. Canada looked up and noticed that most of the nations in the room were staring at them. "Um you guys I think we're disturbing the meeting." Canada whispered.
"Are you done now?" Germany asked glaring at his older brother. Prussia rolled his eyes. "The rest of you will be arguing soon anyways, what difference does it make." Prussia grumbled.
Germany was going to continue to argue with his brother, but France and England started arguing, and Russia was terrorizing the Baltic nations. Germany sighed and banged his head on the table; Italy immediately went to Germany's side and tried to feed him pasta to make him feel better.
"Kesesese! Now as I was saying, you're an awesome guy Canada. Not nearly as awesome as me of course, but that's okay because I'm really awesome and no one can compare to my epic level of sheer awesomeness. It's so great that some people can't even handle it, and they get jealous, but I understand that. I mean if I wasn't me I would be jealous of the awesomeness that is Prussia too."
Romano face palmed. "Shut up bastard!" Romano yelled, shoving Prussia off Canada's lap.
Prussia landed on the floor with a loud thud and groaned. "Romano that hurt! Why did you push me?" Prussia whined.
Romano rolled his eyes and snorted. "Because you were being a dumbass and talking way too much." Romano said.
"…So my lap is comfortable?" Canada asked Prussia. The albino slowly stood up and rubbed his back. "Yup it's super comfortable." Prussia said grinning proudly.
Canada tilted his head and stared at Prussia, then his lap. "My lap…is comfortable?" He asked again slowly.
Prussia nodded his head enthusiastically. "It's super comfy! Romano sit on Canada's lap!" Prussia demanded loudly.
Romano scoffed and crossed his arms. "I'm not gonna sit on his lap bastard! That's fucking weird."
"C'mon Romano I have a point to prove you need to sit on his lap." Prussia begged, trying to persuade Romano into sitting on Canada's lap.
"No!" Romano stated firmly. Prussia grinned and snuck up behind Romano poking him in the cheek. "Please." He asked innocently.
Romano swatted at Prussia's hand. "No." Prussia continued to poke him in the cheek. "Please."
Swat. "No."
Poke. "Please."
Swat. "No."
Poke. "Please."
Swat. "No."
Prussia sat in Romano's lap and poked him in the cheek five times. "Please, please, please, please, please."
Romano groaned and gave in. "Fine I'll sit in his lap, just stop poking me in the face, and get off of me you're heavy."
Prussia grinned and stood up patting Romano on the head. "Good boy." Romano rolled his eyes and stood up, looking at Canada awkwardly.
"Um I guess I'm gonna sit on your lap now." Romano said rubbing his arm awkwardly.
Canada smiled shyly. "It's fine Romano."
Romano sighed and slowly sat down on Canada's lap. "…Oh my god potato bastard was right! Your lap is super comfortable!"
Canada blushed as Romano leaned back on his lap. "It's like you're a pillow or something." Romano said relaxing on the Canadian's lap.
"See I told you his lap was comfortable!" Prussia yelled, somehow attracting the attention of the nations that were just arguing amongst themselves a few minutes ago.
"What are you two doing?" England asked his fist only inches away from France's face. "I would like to know as well, whose lap is comfortable?" France said moving away from England.
Prussia grinned. "Canada's lap!" He exclaimed.
France seemed to just notice that Canada was sitting underneath Romano, and he stood up to go talk to the Canadian.
"Mathieu, what are you doing?" France asked. Romano didn't like being around France so he stood up and walked towards Prussia.
"Uh well Prussia sat on me and thought my lap was comfortable so-" Canada was cut off by England yelling from the other end of the room. "Who the bloody hell is Canada?" He asked.
France rolled his eyes and flipped his hair over his shoulder. "This." He said gesturing towards Canada. "Is Canada, you can tell by his fabulous hair that is much like mine."
"Hey Mattie when did you get here?" America asked walking over to where Canada was seated and patted his brother on the back. Canada inwardly groaned. 'I walked here with you, how could you not notice me you idiot.' Canada thought.
England finally realized whom they were talking about. "Oh! Canada, I knew that." He said embarrassed that he had forgotten the boy.
"Mathieu why was Romano sitting on you're lap, and more importantly why don't you ever let me sit on your lap?" France asked.
Canada just sat there staring at the French man in confusion. "Why would you want to sit on my lap?"
"Because you're lap is awesome! It's super comfortable!" Prussia exclaimed, making overdramatic hand gestures. Romano growled when he was almost hit in the face. "Watch what you're doing bastard!" He punched Prussia in the shoulder.
Prussia rubbed his shoulder and glared at Romano. "That hurt!" Romano rolled his eyes. "That was the point bastard."
Prussia tackled Romano, and sat on his back. "You need to apologize to the awesome me!"
"Hell no! Get off bastard!" Romano screamed.
France sat down on Canada's lap, surprising the Canadian and America. "F-France what are you doing?"
"Dude why are you sitting on Mattie?" America asked.
France gasped and turned around to face Canada, making the situation even more awkward for the Canadian. "Mathieu you're lap is comfortable!" He exclaimed, as if it was the most amazing discovery in the world.
Canada blushed. "U-um thanks…I guess." He said, secretly hoping that France would get off him soon.
However, France remained where he was on Canada's lap, and started to have a conversation with Canada. "So how have you been Mathieu? It has been so long since we talked."
Canada nodded his head. "Um yeah it has…" France continued to talk going on about his hair, and gourmet food, while Canada sat awkwardly in his chair.
Russia walked over to the group that had gathered around Canada and observed everyone.
Prussia was sitting on top of Romano's back, while the Italian screamed and kicked. America was munching on burgers while he watched, France and Canada converse, and lastly Russia noticed that France was sitting on Canada's lap.
"Kolkolkolkolkolkolkolkolkolk ol." Everyone stopped talking and stared at the Russian who was emitting a strange aura.
"France why are you sitting in Matvey's lap?" Russia asked an innocent smile on his face. France gulped. "Um because Mathieu has a very comfortable lap…" France said nervously.
"Get up." Russia said cheerfully. France was so scared that he quickly stood up and tried to move back to his seat, but Russia grabbed his arm and led him in the opposite direction.
Romano rolled over, successfully knocking Prussia off his back and grabbed Canada's arm and pulled him out of the room.
"Hey Romano where are you guys going?" Prussia yelled, as Romano ran out of the room with Canada in tow. "Hey wait up for me!"
"Hurry up bastard." Romano called over his shoulder leading Canada down the hall, and out of the conference room. Once they were outside of the building Romano released Canada's arm and waited for Prussia.
"Why did you do that?" Canada asked, trying to catch his breath. "Didn't we make a pact to help each other out?" Romano yelled crossing his arms.
Prussia caught up and stood next to Canada. "What did he need help with?" Prussia asked.
Romano rolled his eyes. "Are you kidding me? I was sitting underneath you and I noticed the creepy look in Russia's eyes when he saw Canada."
Canada and Prussia stared at Romano in shock. "What are you talking about? Russia never notices me; he always sits on me during meetings! He can't even see me!" Canada exclaimed.
"Pfft he definitely noticed you a few minutes ago, and there's no telling what he's gonna do to France." Romano said.
Prussia grinned mischievously, snuck up behind Romano, and wrapped his arms around the Italian's waist. "Aw Romano that's so sweet! It's adorable I didn't realize you cared about Canada so much, do you care about me too?" He asked enthusiastically.
Romano flailed his arms and tried to get away from the albino. "Get off of me Damnit! I don't know what you're talking about!" He yelled, and Prussia only tightened his grip on Romano. "Stop hugging me you weirdo!"
Prussia laughed. "Come on Romano, the only reason that you would overreact about something like that would be because you actually care about Birdie. And I bet you care about the awesome me too. Kesesese!"
Romano growled and elbowed Prussia in the chest. "Shut the hell up bastard!" Canada smiled, and let a small laugh escape his lips.
"I'm totally awesome anyways so there's no way you couldn't care about me. In fact you probably love me because of my sheer amount of awesomeness." Prussia stated proudly.
Romano pouted. "I don't, now let me go bastard!" Prussia ruffled Romano's hair and let him go. "It's okay Roma I know you secretly love me."
Romano glared at Prussia. "Did you just calm me Roma?" Prussia nodded his head. "Why?" Romano asked.
Prussia shrugged his shoulders. "I like nicknaming people. I always call Canada Birdie."
Romano sighed. "I think it's because you're a fucking weirdo." He said nonchalantly. Canada giggled, and Prussia frowned.
"No nicknames are a way of showing you care about someone, and I think you guys should come up with an awesome nickname for me." Prussia exclaimed enthusiastically.
Romano rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. "No." He stated firmly. "What do you bastards want to do now, besides stand in the middle of the sidewalk and have dumb conversations."
Prussia grinned and jumped up making excited noises. "I know we can all go back to my place, since we're already in Germany!" He exclaimed excitedly.
Romano looked to Canada for his agreement, and the Canadian was happy to be acknowledged. "Sure that sounds fine." He said softly. Romano nodded his head in agreement. "Whatever bastard." Prussia just grinned and grabbed their arms, pulling the two off in the opposite direction of the meeting building. Where if you listened closely you could hear the faint screams of a French men.
Prussia hailed a cab, and quickly ushered Romano and Canada inside, he said a few words in German to the driver, and remained silent for the rest of the ride.
The cab pulled up to Germany's house, and Prussia gave the driver some money before quickly exiting the vehicle. Romano and Canada followed Prussia into the house, but were confused when the albino started leading them towards the basement.
Prussia descended the steps into the basement, and Canada was going to follow him, but Romano placed a hand on his shoulder to stop him. "Why the hell are we going in the basement?" He asked nervously. Canada shrugged his shoulders, and placed a hand on Romano's arm. "I'm sure it's fine." He said softly.
"Bastard how the hell can you be sure that something like this!" He gestured to the basement. "Is fine, what if he's planning on killing us!"
Canada sighed. "Romano, I don't think he's going to kill us, you're just overreacting." Prussia appeared at the top of the stairs and grinned at Romano. "Don't worry Roma I'm not going to kill you…today." Prussia winked and smirked at the clearly freaked out Romano.
"See this is what I'm talking about! How can I trust this bastard? And stop calling me Roma damnit!" Prussia laughed manically and Canada tried to calm Romano down.
"Romano he was just joking, c'mon I promise I won't let Prussia kill you." Canada said gently. Romano reluctantly agreed to go into the basement, so long as Prussia stayed far away from him and no weapons were involved.
All three of them were standing together in the basement, Romano and Canada huddled together because of the lack of lighting, and Prussia laughing hysterically. "Oh maple…maybe he is going to kill us…" Canada whispered, and Romano punched him in the arm, trying to hide the fear in his voice. "D-damnit bastard I t-told you he was going to kill us!"
"Prepare for the awesomeness that you are about to be exposed to!" Prussia exclaimed loudly. Romano immediately shut his eyes, expecting to see torture devices, and other things of that sort, but Canada kept his eyes open and looked around the room in amazement.
The room was filled with all sorts of different things. In the far right corner, there was a bed with black and white bed sheets. Hanging over the bed was the Prussian flag; to the left of the bed was a door, which probably leads to a bathroom. And Canada considered this corner of the room to be the plainest thing about the room.
Canada moved around in a circle trying to see everything that was in this awesome room. Continuing left from the bathroom door, there was a collection of life sized stuff animals. Canada thought that this was a little strange, but continued to look around the room.
Once you got past the stuff animals lining the wall, there was a collection of games in the far left corner. A pool table, air hockey, and foosball table were all set up right next to each other, and a large pile of board games was stacked up against the wall, Canada recognized Monopoly, and Sorry, mixed along with other board games he had seen.
In the upper right hand corner was a cluster of multi colored beanbag chairs, surrounding a large flat screen TV and a game system, behind the pile of beanbag chairs was a large black couch that looked comfortable. Canada also noticed a miny bar in the room.
Canada nudged Romano in the side with his elbow. "Open you're eyes eh." He said softly still amazed by the basement.
Romano reluctantly opened his eyes, and slowly looked around the room just as shocked as Canada had been. "Wow bastard, this is actually pretty cool."
Prussia grinned proudly. "Welcome to the cave of awesome!" He exclaimed happily.
"This place is really cool." Canada whispered, as he wandered over to the air hockey table. Romano went in the same direction as Canada but broke off to look at the stuffed animals lining the wall. "Yeah it is, but what's up with the fucking panda bears." He said poking one in the face.
Prussia sighed. "It's a long story, but I thought they were cool so I had to keep them." He said picking up one of the smaller bears and shoving it in Romano's face. Romano rolled his eyes and looked away. "That thing is not cute. I'll admit that Canada's little bear is kind of cute, but that that thing is just creepy."
"Maple!" Canada dropped the puck for the ice hockey game and headed for the stairs. "Oh maple, how could I forget about him?" Canada muttered to himself, while he panicked.
Romano and Prussia stared at the Canadian in confusion. "What's wrong with you?" Romano asked. "Ja Birdie, what's the matter?" Prussia added.
Canada turned around and smiled at the other two nations. "Oh it's nothing really; I just left my polar bear in the meeting room." He said softly, before freaking out again. "Ah Maple I should really go get him, before he does something bad."
Prussia walked forward and placed a hand on Canada's shoulder. "Calm down, we can go get your bear, I'm sure he's fine." Prussia assured the Canadian as he led him back up the stairs into the main part of the house.
Romano followed them. "Cheh I'm sure he's fine, he's a polar bear anyways he can probably look out for himself."
"Yeah Romano's right, once we get back to the meeting building we'll fine your bear waiting there for us perfectly fine." Prussia said.
Canada slowly nodded his head and smiled at his friends. "Okay, thanks you guys." He whispered softly.
So the three friends got into another cab and rode back to the meeting building. "So Roma and Birdie." Prussia said, grinning at his friends as the cab moved along the empty street.
Romano raised an eyebrow; he was sitting near the left window, Canada in the middle and Prussia by the right window. "So what? And stop calling me Roma damnit!"
Canada just looked at Prussia, a questioning look in his violet eyes.
Prussia sighed dramatically. "C'mon are you guys serious?" He asked in an exasperated tone. Canada and Romano just continued to stare at the Prussian.
"Mein gott! You guys need to come up with an awesome nickname for me, since I already gave both of you nicknames!" Prussia exclaimed. Romano rolled his eyes, and Canada offered a small apologetic smile.
"Sorry Gil I'm not really good with nicknames." He whispered softly, but Prussia's eyes lit up and he began bouncing in his seat. "Gil! That's your nickname for me! It's official, and has been approved by the awesome me!" Prussia said happily.
Romano rolled his eyes, but Prussia continued to look at him. "What the hell do you want bastard?" Prussia sighed, as if he was disappointed with the Italian. "You understand what I'm trying to do here right birdie?" He asked Canada.
"U-um I think you want all of us to come up with special nicknames for each other." He said softly. Prussia grinned and gave Canada a thumbs up. "Good job, I'm glad that someone caught on." He said glancing at the Italian who was gazing out the window. "So what's you're special nickname for Romano, Roma has already been claimed by me!"
Canada bit his bottom lip and thought about it. "U-um I'm not really sure…uh you're human name is Lovino right? I guess I could call you Lovi….If you don't mind." Canada said looking at Romano.
Romano pouted. "I don't like these dumb ass nicknames; don't ever call me that in public it's fucking embarrassing!" He yelled even though Romano didn't really mind Canada calling him Lovi.
"Uh Okay I won't call you Lovi in public." Canada said with a small smile.
"That's great! Now Romano you have to come up with nicknames for both of us!" Prussia said while he got out of the cab, and headed for the meeting building.
Romano walked next to Prussia and Canada and rolled his eyes. "Fine I'll give you guys nicknames. What are your human names again?" Romano asked.
"Gilbert the awesome Beilschmidt!" Prussia said as he walked into the building. "Matthew Williams." Canada whispered.
Romano hummed and looked at Canada. "Matthew huh…I can call you Matteo then." Canada smiled at Romano. "Okay."
"Yeah now nickname me!" Prussia yelled.
Canada walked into the meeting room and began looking for his polar bear; most of the other nations had already left the meeting room so it was empty. Canada walked around the entire room and then began looking under tables, chairs, while Romano and Prussia continued their conversation about nicknames.
"Um…how about bastard?" Romano said walking to the other side of the room. "What! No you call everyone bastard it has to be special!" Prussia whined.
Romano rolled his eyes, he honestly couldn't think of a nickname for Prussia. "How about Potato number two."
"No."
Romano sighed. "Um…Bert?"
"Bert?"
"Well Matteo calls you Gil, so I'll call you Bert."
"No."
"…bastard?"
"C'mon Romano you're not even trying."
"It's hard to come up with a nickname for you I barely know you anyways!" Romano yelled.
"Kuma." Canada called out as he crawled under the table. "Are you under here?" He asked softly looking around the floor. He didn't see his pet bear anywhere so he turned to crawl out when he saw something strange glinting in the shadows underneath a chair.
Canada stared at the spot, assuming his eyes had been playing tricks on him that is until he saw Kumajirou pop out of the floor and wave at him. "What the heck was that?" Canada exclaimed, as Kumajirou's head disappeared under the floor again.
"Well I'll tell you some things about myself. I'm awesome, I like awesome things, and everyone loves me!" Prussia exclaimed.
Canada moved closer to the strange spot underneath the chair, it didn't look any different from the rest of the floor, but when Canada reached out a hand to touch it; his hand disappeared under the floor. "What the maple!" Canada exclaimed, quickly pulling his hand back.
"Wow maybe I should call you Mr. Modest." Romano said sarcastically.
Prussia laughed. "Well I am very-" Prussia was cut off by the sound of Canada's frantic voice.
"Help!" Canada yelled as loudly as he could, he had put his hand in the strange spot again, but this time something had started to pull him down. "Oh Maple help!" Canada exclaimed, his entire right arm was submerged in the whole.
Prussia ducked down and looked for Canada under the table. "Birdie what's wrong?" Prussia's eyes widened when he saw Canada with his arm…in the floor? "What happened?"
Romano looked at Canada and was just as shocked as Prussia. "What the hell!" He exclaimed. Prussia scrambled across the floor to help Canada.
The hole continued to pull Canada in and he screamed in fear when his head was yanked into the hole. The rest of the Canadian's body was quickly pulled into the hole; the only thing still visible was one of his feet. Prussia reached out, trying to pull his friend out, but he was too slow and Canada disappeared into the floor.
"The fuck was that!" Romano exclaimed loudly.
A/N: Woohoo chapter two! I'm glad to know that there are people who enjoy my story, and who will hopefully continue to enjoy it :D