This was absolutely adorable. I sometimes have a difficult time finding versions of the two of them that i like reading, but yours are pretty spot on with how i imagine them. Plus your writing is so good. I really live this. Thank you. I love Matthew's reluctance to go along with Gil's nonsense but he does it anyways. Just ahrhgjbfh you're so good

Of course Gilbert would think it was fun to dig up a grave, but dragging out poor Matthew made the situation that much better! At least it was an abandoned graveyard and not a big popular one that is well kept because then they would really be in trouble if they were caught. Amazing job!

This was too cute. Too cute! Augh!

I loved it. Thanks for writing!

I'M BAAACK! Miss me? Lol. I've been busy, so it's been forever since I last read your fics, but they're just as adorable as ever. Great job on this, author-san! I can totally see Gil doing something like this XD IT was cute and sweet and at some parts hilarious.

The nose kiss, "Eskimo kiss", at the end... that was adorable. I watch my Mum and my 9 year old brother do that and it always fills my heart with warmth :3 And grave digging? Really Prussia, lol. Poor Canada, the things authors and crazy (ex)nation boyfriends make you do :sigh: Ooh, the coin for the ferryman thing, I know that. I told my dad when I was a wee little squirt that I wanted to do that. Hmm, is it just me, or do my reviews seem to just go all over the place?

That was quite wonderfully adorable and illegal

you made me laugh so hard I cried then go 'awwww how sweet! sort of" :)

new meaning of fair trade...i will have to use that excuse...
P.S. i wouldn't uses it to desecrate graves...

Hello! A couple of days ago I was in a really bad mood and needed something to calm me down... this helped very much u.u I'll go back to the chapter fic which was next in the list; I just needed something short at that time!

Anyways...
One thing I like about your stories is that I never know what I'm going to get. I never imagined I would find myself reading a story about gravedigging... but here I am!
I loved how Canada, upon seeing the shovel, just assumes that Prussia maimed someone, and doesn't even bat an eyelash at it. It makes you wonder just what their life must be like... although considering that the real reason there is to go gravedigging, it's pretty evident that it is not your average life!
In a way it's also sweet that Prussia is so polite to the corpse. Greeting it, introducing himself, even asking for permission to look around. I can assure you that I would not be so amiable to a corpse... not that I would go gravedigging in the first place, but you know.
And at the end... ah they are too cute! For Canada to want such a letter from Prussia after some time, was cute. For him to want it, despite Prussia's rambling and errors because it's just how he is, was just downright adorable! To make a story about gravedigging feel so happy and cute is quite impressive, I think. And as always, this will be going on my favourites list.
You know, I think it's impossible for you to write anything bad! Thank you for being so amazing, and writing such lovely stories for my OTP.

Ah, I never actually knew the story of the coin for the ferryman... in a song I love, a line goes "save yourself a penny for the ferryman", and suddenly it makes sense! You seem to be good at teaching me things!

And in reply to your message...
Well, if the medication makes you less sick, then that is a good thing! But by "less sick", it doesn't sound as good as it could be. I know the only reason I know ANYTHING about bipolar is because I took a 1st year psychology class in university... otherwise I don't even know what I'd think. I can't even imagine what you're going through, and I am always wishing the best for you!
I am in no way happy that cancer has touched my life in such a way, but I feel that I have learnt some important things from it. Or maybe I'm just trying to see some good in it, to balance out the bad. And I think you're a lot stronger than you realise. You won't change my mind about that.
Oh, that's awesome that your sister and I work in the same place! Well, same in a different city. You know. Actually, one of my older sisters also works there. I'm pretty sure she's the only reason I got the job! But I will take what I can get. I'm slowly feeling more comfortable, and lately, I even feel slightly competent.
Even now I often feel as though I'm not really sane. If my misophonia's triggered really bad, well, it can be not pretty. Recently I got over a huge funk I was in for several months... at one point I began to write in a notebook every time things became too overwhelming. Whether I was being bothered by misophonia, or low self esteem, or just frustration at everything... I just wrote whatever was on my mind, that I felt I had to let out. Looking back at the things I wrote makes me wonder again how sane I really am. And of course, to answer your question, I dealt with my feelings of going insane the way I deal with most things: ignore it, wish it would go away, and let it eat me up inside.
I'm not very good at this whole "dealing with problems in a good and reasonable way" thing.
I find that it's easier to open up online. If I say too much, there's a backspace key, and I'm not afraid to use it. But even then, I find it easier to just say "Yeah I'm okay everything is awesome! :D " than to admit anything's wrong ._.
Ah, since I'm from Saskatchewan, I guess that means we're neighbours of a sort! I've actually spent a lot of time in Manitoba, though... many good memories of family in the summertime. Et tu parles le français, hein?
Take care, and hopefully I'll find time to read more soon!

i was happy to see he at least showed politeness and manners to the dead. i was worried he'd be a complete prick to them. i geusse his years on the battle field had taught him to respect the dead.

This was cute, oddly enough. I like the way you wrote it. And prairies? Snow? Are you a Canadian too?

Silver~

That was so cute!

I feel your snow-related pain. Thought you should know.

Reading the summery, I wasn't quite sure about it at first, but it turned out pretty nice. And I can completely see Prussia digging up graves, just because.

I Loved this story. It was well witten and grave digging seems like something Gilbert would do. Same thing as talking to the dead. Poor Canada *laughs* Going along with Gil's whim. *Waves hand* any way great story.

Well, at least you get snow. Living near water, although pretty awesome in terms of milder weather, always leaves snow dangling a degree or two away from us...um, anyways. _"

The coming fall and the beginning of October do bring Halloween to my mind as well, so your timing for this fic was a really nice way to kick off the season. :) Prussia was being a lot of fun here; the way he spoke to Canada was very amusing, and it was easy to sense his excitement. It's also nice how Gil broke in to graves to learn about people who had passed-it's very sweet in a way, and it's great that he dragged Matt along for the ride. Also:

"I'm Gilbert, and this is Matthew. It's a pleasure to meet you. Do you mind if we take a look around? No? Thank you."

The way he said this just really made me smile. :)

On a completely random note, part of my grade took a field trip to a cemetery last week...because biology is interesting like that...so in another way, the timing for this was fun, too. Great job, and enjoy the winter weather for all of us on the coasts!