'Hey, sir? What's wrong?' Canada called out; an albino man was sitting alone in a corner, playing with a small chick, sadness hanging across his ruby eyes.
'Ahaaa! Nothing at all! The awesome me is always fine!' Canada looked shocked.
'Y-you can hear me?' he asked.
'Of course I can! Why? Am I not supposed to? Because if so, i'm still gonna listen!'
'N-no, most people don't notice me, not even my brother.' Canada sighed, plopping himself down next to the Albino.
'That's harsh, I wish west couldn't see me. It'd save me from his unawesomeness.' Canada didn't say anything about how 'unawesome' it was for no one to notice you and instead changed the subject.
'S-so, w-what is wrong? Y-you look unhappy...'
'Don't worry kid, it's nothing.'
'O-oh.' Was all that Canada could say, the two sat in an agreeable silence, until Prussia found himself becoming bored.
'So, what's your name kid? I'm too awesome to not know you.'
'O-oh, I'm Canada, Matthew Williams... And you?' Prussia looked at him, his face showing only traces of the true hurt that question had just caused. Canada, however, being quite observant, picked up on these quickly.
'I-I'm s-sorry s-sir.' He muttered, stuttering more than usual.
'Don't sweat it kid, it's Prussia, AKA Gilbert Awesome Beilschmidt.' Prussia said, sticking out a hand, which Canada meekly shook.
'Piyo! Piyo!'
'Oh, right, I've gotta go feed Gilbird, he gets so unawesome when he's hungry, I'll talk to you soon Mattie!' Prussia yelled, jumping up and dashing off, putting the chick in his hair.
Canada shook his head in disbelief, someone had actually noticed and had and conversation with him? It was a miracle, even if said person was Prussia. Canada had been warned many times by America that Prussia was no good. However, England did go drinking with Prussia a lot and France always hung out with him, so surely he wasn't that bad?
Prussia stayed on Canada's mind for sometime before they saw each other again, about a week after they first met.
'Hey Mattie!' Gilbert yelled.
'Oh, hey Gilbert, how are you?'
'The awesome me is good! You?'
'I'm fine thank you.' Canada smiled.
'You're not stuttering today Mattie!' Prussia exclaimed ruffling Canada's hair.
'No, i suppose I'm not...' Canada mumbled. 'I don't suppose you wanna go and see a movie or something? What with West being so busy with Feli... Well, the awesome me isn't supposed to be on his own so much,' Oh, so he's lonely... Canada thought and I haven't been to the movies for some time.
'Sure, that'd be fun.' Canada flashed him a small smile, which soon turned into a look of annoyance as a familiar American voice boomed out.
'HEY, PRUSSIA, STEP AWAY FROM MATTIE!'
'Oh maples, here we go.' Canada muttered.
'MATTIE, MOVE AWAY FROM HIM. I NOT LETTING PRUSSIA POLLUTE YOU.'
'Pollute me...?' Canada was confused, he'd been partially raised by France and America thought he was still innocent? Not possible.
'Hey! Hey! The awesome me wouldn't try that with Mattie!'
'ONLY I CAN CALL HIM MATTIE!' The two looked about ready to come to blows, so Canada decided to intervene.
'A-al, please, he isn't doing me any harm!'
'He was totally putting the moves on you Mattie!'
'H-he was asking me to go to the C-cinema with him! I-it's not illegal Alfred!'
'Mattie~! I told you to stay away from him!' America whined.
'That's not Awesome at all! And why do you have the authority to tell Mattie who he can and can't talk to?'
'I'm his brother!'
'Yeah, his brother that doesn't even notice him half the time!' Prussia burst out, pissed off at America. How dare he? he thought Mattie's not just some lapdog he can control, he has a life too! Pfft, America is such a fail. America just gawped.
'Well, I'll see you later Mattie, I'll pick you up tomorrow, bout 7! It's gonna be awesome.' Prussia grinned and flashed him a thumbs up. As he turned to leave he felt someone tug at his sleeve.
'H-here.' Canada muttered, thrusting a small piece of paper a Prussia. 'M-my number, incase you need me...' He mumbled slightly, blushing. Prussia accepted the paper and handed over another, with his written on it.
'Ok, I'll see you later Mattie! Erm... Is he ok?' Prussia jabbed the still in shock America.
'He'll be fine, he does this sometimes. I'll get England and sort him out.' Prussia laughed and walked off, waving to Canada, who waved back.
'MATTIE, STOP WAVING AT THAT PSYCOPATH.'
'Iggy! Tell him that he shouldn't even be thinking about this!' America moaned, pouting.
'About what?' England asked, not looking up from his newspaper. America had dragged Canada to England's house in the hope of persuading him to call off his date.
'Going out with Prussia!' England's face cracked into a grin.
'Gil finally had the balls to ask then? Good for him.'
'Whatdoyoumeangoodforhim?' America yelled, mashing up his words.
'I'm disturbed I understood that. Prussia's been going on about Matthew all week.'
'SO HE'S A STALKER AND STALKERS ARE BAD FOR YOU MATTIE!' America yelled.
'N-no shit, Sherlock.' Canada muttered.
'Ahem, Matthew, what have I told you about saying that?' England scolded.
'That it's disrespectful to one of the greatest characters in all literacy?' Canada recited.
'Exactly, now, about this date with Gilbert, go right ahead, I'll keep Alfred busy tomorrow.' England flashed him a crafty grin, which Canada returned.
'Ha! But Iggy, you've got that date with Francis tomorrow! So you can't watch me!' America gloated.
'I suppose you'll just have to come with us...' England sighed.
'Oh, ewww! I don't wanna see you and Francis playing tonsil tennis!' England blushed.
'Right, for that I'm putting you on the toddler leash.'
'Aw man! Iggy, I hate it when you do that!'
'You shouldn't be such a prick then. Now both of you, bugger off. I need to ring Francis and tell him about the new arrangements.' America and Canada decided to listen and both left quickly.
Right, this was supposed to be a one shot for PiratedxHearts
which is now 8 pages long, and not even finished yet.
Sooo, Chapter fic!
This is mainly fluffy Crack.
With PruCan, FrUk, GerIta and possibly others.
I've never written any of these pairing before, so this'll be interesting.
Reviews?