Glad to see someone stopped by to read this.
Since Chapter 1 was so loved, I decided to continue writing it.
Series: Axis Powers Hetalia
Pairings Featured: PruCan.
Characters Appearing: Matthew Williams (Canada), Gilbert Beilschmidt (Prussia), and Alfred F Jones (America). Also Gilbird.
Characters Mentioned: N/A
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"How long had it been since the day Gilbert began living with him?" Matthew thought to himself as he stood in his kitchen, making himself a sandwich. He continued his thoughts aloud, "Not that I'm complaining...its actually nice to be noticed by someone...even if that someone isn't-" He stopped when he felt arms wrap around his head.
"Hey Mattie. Kesesese~" Came Gilbert's voice.
"Hi Gil..." Matthew replied, quietly.
"Nien...wrong person." responded Gilbert. Matthew could just hear the smirk in his voice.
"H-huh?" Matthew managed to stammer out. "Then who are you suppose to be then?"
Gilbert snickered. "I am the awesome!" He shouted. "Say I'm awesome, Birdie!"
Birdie was now Matthew's nickname. Ever since Gilbird decided to make Matthew, what Gilbert called, "His Mutti Birdie".
Gilbert had been calling him by a shorter version of the name...Birdie.
That and he claimed Matthew reminded him of a bird.
Matthew shook his head as best he could. "A-acun..." He answered.
"Say it Vögelchen. Say iiiiitt~" Gilbert said, squeezing Matthew's head slightly.
"Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow!" Matthew yelped, flailing at the pressure on his head. "Erable!"
Gilbird flew out of Gilbert's hair and landed on Matthew's head, chirping at the albino and pecking his arm.
Gilbert stared over Matthew's shoulder. "So whatcha making, Birdie?"
The light stone counter was dirtied with peanut butter. An empty container of maple syrup and an open peanut butter jar sat on the counter beside an average size sandwich. Matthew shook Gilbert off and picked up the sandwich, turning back to him.
"Its a peanut butter and maple sandwich. I haven't made one in a while." Matthew replied, smiling at the red eyed Prussian. Matthew squealed when he noticed maple syrup had oozed onto his fingers.
Instead of grabbing a napkin, the blond haired Canadian licked the maple syrup off his fingers, right in front of Gilbert. "Délicieux." Matthew said, giving a small grin. Gilbird chirped happily from Matthew's hair.
Gilbert stared at Matthew for a second before looking off at the window.
"Sorry if you wanted any Maple syrup, Gil...I kinda wasted the last of it on my sandwich...eh heh heh..." Matthew said, nervously as he moved past Gilbert and started to leave the kitchen to go eat in the living room.
Matthew didn't see Gilbert was staring after him...nor did he hear Gilbert charging at him.
He did unfortunately feel Gilbert tackle as it sent him tumbling forward.
"Maple!" Matthew yelped, grabbing onto a wall so he could avoid hitting the floor. Gilbird fluttered in the air, having seen his owner come charging and fluttered to get out of the way. Matthew turned his glare on the Albino.
"Gilbert?! What was that for you, Hoser?!" He shouted at the silver haired Prussian though it came out as a high pitched yelp.
Gilbert stared at him for a second before saying, "Let me have that sandwich."
Matthew stared back at him, raising an eyebrow and asking in another yelp, "What? Why?!"
"Because I am awesome, that's why!" Gilbert shouted his reply, giving a grin.
"Well I don't care how awesome you are, you aren't getting my sandwich...." Matthew replied, sitting down on his couch. Before taking a bite out of his sandwich, Matthew mumbled under his breath, "...hoser..."
Then without warning, Gilbert came flying and landed right on Matthew, pinning him down to the couch.
With the sandwich still hanging out of his mouth, Matthew could only glare up at the smirking former nation. After dropping the sandwich, Matthew finally realized how awkward their position was; he face turning pink.
"G-Gil...?" Matthew managed to stammer out.
"Ja Birdie?" Gilbert answered, not even bothered by their pose.
"Pl-Please g-get off of m-me!" Matthew yelped, flailing in a poor attempt to get out of the Prussian's grasp.
Gilbert couldn't help but smile. That pink on the blond country's face told the awesome him that he was embarrassed by the whole situation. "Nien." Gilbert responded. "Kesesese."
Matthew flailed more, slipping into angry French. "Si vous ne descendez pas de moi en ce moment, je le jure, je vous le genou droit dans vos soi-disant cinq mètres!"
Even Frenchie never got this hyped up.
Gilbert moved slightly so Matthew had more breathing room but he still remained close to the blond who was having dual angry and embarrassed emotions by that point.
"This is embarrassing..." Matthew thought to himself. "...This cannot get any worse-"
Then as fate would have it, Matthew's unlocked front door burst open.
"Hey Canadia! The Hero is here!" came the loud voice of Alfred F. Jones, Matthew's twin brother.
Here for a surprise visit.
"Maple Tree..." Matthew thought to himself, staring up at the now opened door.