A/N Sorry this took so long. I started other Hetalia fanfics which distracted me. This omake is just a short one that takes place several years in the future. Also, I'm cutting the omake down to only three. Sorry. I hope you enjoy this chapter.
Finally, I'm currently part of a project to put together a fanbook. You can find more information about it here http:/ christmasfanbook. wordpress. com/ for more information, but it's basically going to be a "A Christmas Carol" themed-fanbook, where each of the eleven featured characters gets a fanfic and a few fancomics/art about a Christmas Past, Present, and Future. You can ask for this fanbook as a Christmas present, since it'll be on sale just in time for the holiday season! So check it out, it's going to be great!
"Cold, cold, cold, cold, cold!" Gilbert whined.
He shivered violently as he let himself into the house he shared with Matthew, shrugging out of his thick winter coat. Mild Californian winters were one of the things he missed most about his old home. The cold in Vancouver had taken some getting used to, but after two years Gilbert was much better at dealing with Canadian winters. Especially when the cold let him snuggle up to his lover and insist that he needed to be warmed up.
"Mattie?" Gilbert called out. He waited a moment but didn't hear a reply. Good. Everything was going according to plan.
Still shivering, Gilbert crossed to the thermostat in the hallway and cranked it up before going to the back of the house and throwing open the back door. He quickly stepped out onto the porch then closed the door behind him to keep the cold air out of the house.
"Kumagaya!" he yelled. He waited a few moments before a large white dog ambled up to him. "Come here, boy!" he urged the dog before grabbing him by the collar and bringing him into the house which had thankfully gotten much warmer.
Matthew and Gilbert had gotten the dog as a Christmas present when they'd first started renting their house in Canada. They found the dog at a local animal shelter and had immediately fallen in love with him and taken the dog home. When they had first adopted him, they had decided to keep the original name that had been on the dog's collar when he'd been put in the shelter. However, neither Matthew nor Gilbert could actually remember what exactly it was. All either of them could remember was that it started with "Kuma" so the dog's name changed quite often, since they would just fill in the second half with whatever came to mind.
"I've got an important job for you, Kumajuon!" Gilbert stated as he led the dog to their house's sole bedroom. He settled on the bed, facing the dog. Gilbert reached into his bedside table drawer and pulled a roll of ribbon, then pulled a small box from his pocket. He'd been planning this for weeks. He'd taken his time, picking out the perfect ring for Matthew and had spent weeks writing and rewriting the accompanying speech. He'd even practiced.
"Hold still," Gilbert admonished the dog as he wrapped the ribbon around the box and the dogs head, tying it down tightly enough so that the box wouldn't slip but not so tightly as to make Kumaman uncomfortable. He tied the final bow and surveyed his work proudly.
"All right, Kumatama," he said, sitting back. "I'm planning something awesome but I need your help. Your job is simple. When I let you out, all you have to do is walk up to Mattie. Okay?"
The dog let out a short bark that, oddly enough, sounded almost like the word "who". Gilbert chose to interpret the bark as a "yes".
"Awesome!" he said, clapping his hands together. "I'm counting on you, Kumaruto! This has to be awesome."
Gilbert glanced over at the alarm clock. Damn. Matthew wasn't supposed to get home for another twenty minutes. He'd expected it to take much longer than that to get things ready. He shrugged, then shut Kumariku in their bedroom and went back to the living room to waste twenty minutes playing Call of Duty. By the time Matthew walked through the front door, Gilbert was completely absorbed in his game and didn't even notice him until Matthew was standing right behind him.
"Gilbert," Matthew said, scaring Gilbert and causing him to jump in shock and die in his game.
"Yes, Mattie?" he replied when his heart rate had gone back to normal.
"Don't turn the heater up so high, you'll run up our bills."
"But I'm cold!" he whined. Matthew rolled his eyes.
"So do something to warm yourself up," he replied nonchalantly. A devious grin crossed Gilbert's face and he pulled Matthew down onto the couch with him.
"Awesome idea," he murmured into Matthew's ear before launching his attack against Matthew's mouth, putting off his earlier objective for a few breathless minutes on the couch with his lover. A whining sound interrupted them and Gilbert realized Kumaruya was still shut up in their bedroom.
"Is that Kumachu?" Matthew asked, getting up from the couch to free Kumasolo from their bedroom. He was halfway there when Gilbert remembered that he had a plan. And this was not part of it. He threw himself off the couch and ran down the hallway, slamming his back against the door to keep Matthew from opening it.
"Gil?" Matthew looked at him in confusion.
"Uh, hi!" Gilbert said stupidly. Matthew narrowed his eyes in suspicion.
"Should I be worried?"
"No," Gilbert replied after a short pause. Matthew gave him a strange look, but then sighed and turned around.
"I'm going to go get a drink," he said before heading off toward the kitchen. Gilbert sighed in relief after Matthew was out of sight the opened to door to see Kumakira staring at him with the box still tied to his head.
"Do you still remember the plan?" he whispered to the dog. He stared blankly back. "I'll take that as a 'yes'. Now let's go!"
Gilbert opened the door of their bedroom wider and let the dog out. Kumagioh ambled slowly down the hallway, Gilbert following after. He stared around the corner of the hallway as the dog entered the kitchen and stopped in front of Matthew, who was making hot chocolate.
"What's this?" he said out loud, staring at the dog. "Whatcha got there, Kumachigo?" He unwrapped the ribbons from the dogs head and Gilbert stepped quietly into the kitchen as Matthew opened the box. And froze. Gilbert cleared his throat and stepped out in front of Matthew, a nervous flush gracing his face.
"Mattie," he began, just as he'd planned out. There was a short awkward silence as Gilbert, too froze. "Uh… Um… I…" He thought frantically, searching for the words he had painstakingly chosen and came up blank.
"Goddammit, I forgot what I was going to say!" he wailed. "I had an awesome speech planned out and everything! Give me a minute; it'll come back to me!"
He wracked his brain furiously, trying to remember even just the first word of his planned speech. His brain was experiencing a random moment of sheer unawesomeness and he couldn't for the life of him remember the speech he'd planned out for his proposal.
"Aww, fuck it," he finally growled, grabbing Matthew's free hand. "Mattie," he began, and then stopped.
"Oh, right, I'm supposed to be on one knee, right?" he asked before quickly ducking down, banging his knee hard on the ground. He stifled a swear.
"Mattie," he said, trying for the third time. He swallowed hard before he continued. "I love you," he said simply. "Will you marry me?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Gilbert suddenly found himself lying (rather painfully) on his back on the kitchen floor with Matthew on top of him, kissing the living daylights out of him.
"Yes!" Matthew proclaimed between kisses. "Of course I will!"
Pure elation filled Gilbert when Matthew said "yes". He grinned happily as he returned Matthew's kisses passionately. After a few mind-blowing minutes, they were finally forced to separate so that they could breathe. Matthew sat back and took the plain gold band from the box before sliding it on his finger.
"I love you, Gilbert," he whispered lovingly. Gilbert pulled him closer.
"I love you, too, Mattie. And I always will."
*Sappy ending is sappy.
*Coming up with new names for Kumajirou is a pain in the butt. I just threw a bunch of random references after the "kuma" part.