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The Story continues~

Series: Axis Powers Hetalia
Pairings Featured: PruCan and slight implied FrUK (Also includes my headcanon of the FACES Family).
Characters Appearing: Matthew Williams (Canada), Gilbert Beilschmidt (Prussia), and Michelle Bonneland (Seychelles) Along with Gilbird and Kumajiro.
Characters Mentioned: Alfred F Jones (America), Francis Bonnefoy (France), and Arthur Kirkland (England)

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It started with a faint creak of the door opening along with a soft gasp.
Then came the faint giggling.
Matthew responded with a whine and buried his face into his pillow, feeling the warmth of what he thought was Kumajiro on his back.
Then came the poking on his head. He groaned and swatted whatever it was away.
But seconds later it continued.
He grumbled and swatted at the object again.
But even then it continued.
Believing it to be Gilbird, Matthew raised his head groggily from the pillow, expecting to see the yellow chick.
Instead what he saw were a pair of happy brown eyes.

The happy brown eyes belonged to a lightly tanned girl with long dark brown hair tied into two loose pigtails with bright red bows. Her light blue dress fluttered around her. She smiled down at the half-awake and surprised Canadian and said softly with a smile, "Hi Mattie." Matthew felt his glasses being slid on and realized the girl had put the small glasses onto his face.

Matthew awkwardly tried to sit up to see the girl better but flopped back down from the pressure on his side. "M-Michelle?" He managed to get out.
The girl only smiled as a response and happened to glance past Matthew.
Matthew glanced over and realized what the pressure was. Gilbert's arms were wrapped around Matthew's stomach and pulling them close together.

Embarrassed by the closeness and the fact that Michelle had seen them too close and god knows what she was thinking; Matthew loudly yelped, "MAPLE!" And started to flail frantically.
This woke up Gilbert who sat up with a jolt, sending the younger country off the bed.

Michelle's eyes widened and she dropped to her knees to check on the fallen Matthew. "Are you okay, Mattie?" She asked, gently rubbing his head with her hand. "I-I'm fine...But Michelle...why are you even here?" Matthew asked, gently pushing her hand away.
Gilbert, who was now interested in the chit-chat, rolled his awesomeness over to that side of the bed to watch the two talk.
Michelle's face fell and she replied, "I was visiting Papa Francis and Arthur when Alfred burst in and went on in a screaming fit how you were...sleeping with an ex-nation?"
Matthew yelped out, "Gil and I are not sleeping together!"
Gilbert buried his face in the blanket to hide his smirk. "Kesesese..." He snickered to himself.
"I didn't say you were, Mattie. Though you both did look cute while you were sleeping. Cuddling, it was really sweet." Michelle said, grinning. "Well Alfred told Papa and Arthur what he had said to you and well...he's in real trouble. So while that was going on, I came to see my little brother."

Gilbert raised an eyebrow. "Kleinen Bruder, Birdie?" he repeated as he stared down at the two. Matthew groaned and Michelle grabbed onto his head, pulling him into her hug. "We haven't been properly introduced. Bonjour, I'm Michelle but that is just my human name, my real name is Seychelles." Michelle said, smiling at Gilbert. "Well I am the awesome Prussia...also known as the awesome Gilbert." Gilbert replied, not noticing Gilbird was sitting in his hair. "So you are related to mein Birdie?" He asked, red eyes staring at the two.

"Oui. I am the oldest but I also was adopted. I was found and raised by Francis and then raised by Arthur. I consider Alfred and Mattie as my brothers though." Michelle answered, gently kissing Matthew's head.
Gilbert just stared at the adorable sibling love he was seeing and glanced away from it.

"Also Mattie...Papa était vrai? Y at-il quelque chose ... qui se passe ici??" Michelle asked, switching to French to have a conversation with Matthew and hoping Gilbert couldn't understand French.
He didn't of course. But she didn't know.
Matthew's face got red and he yelped in reply, "Michelle! Je pense que vous êtes autour de Papa trop!" Michelle giggled and said, "Je n'étais pas le plaquer un avec lui pendant que je dormais, Mattie~" Motioning to a very confused Gilbert as she spoke.
"J'ai été bouleversé par Alfred être une sorte hoser Gilbert m'a réconforté." Matthew explained in another yelp.

Michelle gave a laugh at how red her brother's face was although the laugh coming out as a light, "Honhonhon~" To which Matthew asked, "Etes-vous sûr Papa-vous adopté?"
"Teehee~" Michelle giggled as she slipped back into English. "It's not my fault, Papa would say that~"

Matthew groaned and rubbed his eyes. Gilbert snickered and asked, "I heard my name. Are you you talking about the awesome me?"
Michelle smiled and shook her head. "Noooo...Anyway Mattie, I have to go back to Papa's house." She said, standing up. She kissed Matthew on the head as she continued, "Be sure to visit soon. Bye."

Then she was gone, the front door shutting signalling her departure.


Matthew stood up so he was on his feet, needing coffee and a shower.
Those plans went out the window when Gilbert wrapped his arms around Matthew's back and yanked him backwards onto the bed. "Birdie, are you feeling any better?" Gilbert asked, hugging the Canadian.
"Well...yes..." Matthew replied as he managed to shake out of the older country's arms.

"So...Francis and Arthur raised you?" Gilbert asked, propping his head up to look at the blond. Matthew nodded, slipping a white sweatshirt over his head.
"I'm mostly surprised those two even get along." Gilbert said, messing around with a hockey puck that had been sitting on Matthew's side table.

"They didn't..." Matthew answered quickly, "I remember them fighting over everything. Land...me...Alfred...Michelle...Who was going to cook in the kitchen..."
That last part caused the Prussian to start laughing.
Kumajiro was unfortunately caught in the laughing Albino's grasp and flailing his little paws as Gilbert held him. "Why can I see zat happening? They are like an altes Ehepaar!" Gilbert managed to get out through his laughter.

"But...I remember on some days, They'd settle their differences because they shared one thing in common...they both loved us." Matthew said, showing a hint of joy from the old memory.
Gilbert stared up at the Canadian and smiled.

"Hey Pru-I mean Gil?" Matthew asked, correcting his slight mistake.
"Ja Birdie?" Gilbert responded as he was squeezing Kumajiro's face.
"Maple...this is going to sound stupid and you can say no if you want..." Matthew said, mumbling.
Gilbert glanced at the Canadian and raised an eyebrow as if saying, "Go on?"
"Um...well...would you like to...live here with me? I mean...if you need a break from anything back at your house..." Matthew managed to get out, staring at Gilbert.

Gilbert's eyes grew wide from the question and then he smirked at the blond.
Before Matthew could react, Gilbert moved his way over and gently kissed the Canadian on the forehead. Matthew tapped his own hand on the spot with wide eyes, surprised by Gilbert's action.

"Ja mien Birdie." Gilbert whispered in reply.