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Perfectly Imperfect: PruCan'It's so nice tonight,' Matthew said as he and Gilbert walked to a nearby park.

'Ja it is simply because you're here,' Gilbert responded with a grin.

'Ha ha Mr Cheesy,' Matthew chuckled but still smiled with a slight blush on his face. Gilbert smiled in return as he brought his arm around the Canadian's shoulders. He soon had snaked his other arm around the unsuspecting Canadian until he had him in a tight bear hug. 'Hey!' Matthew exclaimed realizing his predicament.

'Lookie here, I found myself a very lovely Canadian,' Gilbert laughed as he tightened his hold around the man. Matthew struggled against the hold laughing along with the albi

Happy Birthday: PruCan Everything had to be perfect. Matthew was running around the house making last minute adjustments. It did not help that he had a small polar bear, a dog and a kitten following after him.

'Okay I just need to make sure that the pancakes are---!' Matthew cut of mid sentence to regain his footing from tripping over the small white puppy that had plopped itself down in front of his foot as he paused to think. 'Mon Dieu Krieger, you could have killed me.' The puppy merely wagged his tail and yipped happily.

Matthew rolled his eyes before glancing at the clock once more. 'Maple! I've got to hurry!' he exclaimed, this time tripping over the

Only Cowards Quit: PruCanThe sharp wind whipped Matthew's hair around his head but it didn't bother him. He closed his eyes as the tears fell. He swiped a sleeve across his face and opened his eyes again looking up to the dark sky. He looked back down at the space beneath him. 200 feet below the passing cars looked minuscule, little lights that flew past, blurring with the tears that had formed again.

Matthew let out an exasperated sigh before resuming his pacing once more. His brain brought him back to Alfred. What would he do if he went through with this? Arthur wouldn't even be the same, let alone Alfred. Then his mind became the cruel thing it really was; Alfred

Learning to Fly: PruCan - Art TradeMatthew walked into the music store, in desperate need of some new music. Little did he know that his life would change yet again from those red eyes.
'Hey Birdie, long time no see!'
'Birdie?'

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Matthew stared in disbelief at the man standing before him. He remembered everything about him. He had tried to get the pesky albino out of his mind since that day but no matter how hard he tried he couldn't succeed. Gilbert was standing there with his confident grin in an old black band t-shirt and black skinny jeans. Matthew blinked again as Gilbert started

Happy Halloween, BirdieAll Hallows’ Eve. Samhain. Halloween. A night that has had many names over the years. A night that symbolizes the end of summer’s warmth and life, and the beginning of winter’s deathly cold grip. The night of the year when creatures of the night have the most power and roam freely. So take care on this night, and wander not by yourself, for tonight of all nights is the worst night to be alone and vulnerable.
Up in the sky, thinly veiled by dark clouds, the moon cast a sickly light that drained the color out of everything it touched. Naked trees reached up, bare branches grasping out like clawed hands. Fallen leaves rasped against concrete and crackled under the feet of stray trick-or-treaters.
One small figure had broken away from the others, a little girl dressed as a witch. Her large black hat threatened to fall over her eyes, and her feet kept catching on the long hem of her dress. She shivered as the chilly wind pierced through the thin m

Love is Love - PruCan - Thank you!!Matthew stared down at his phone. He was truly dreading making such a phone call since of course Alfred had to be that overprotective older brother and freak out when he found out that Gilbert and Matthew were getting married. Matthew had already faced one phone call with Alfred and that had not gone well. Alfred had only made matters worse and Gilbert had hung up on him after he saw how distraught Matthew was.

With a small sigh Matthew dialed the familiar Virginia number and wished that Gilbert had stayed in the room instead of going off somewhere else but he knew he had to talk with his brother. The rings seemed to echo in Matthew’s

Skype Surprise: PruCan'Hey Birdie hurry up!' Gilbert yelled to Matthew to join him in the living room. He was plopped down in front of his computer with the Skype window up. He had convinced Matthew to finally talk to Ludwig since Gilbert hadn't actually told him that they were dating. Now that they were engaged it had to be time.

Matthew walked into the room carrying a tray with some very sweet looking bars on it. 'Sucre à la crème,' he said placing the tray down. 'A specialty in Quebec.'

'Awesome,' Gilbert said snagging himself a bar. 'Now sit down so we can get this over with.' Matthew tugged a blanket off the back of the couch and sat next to the P

Canadiens Vs Canucks Sudden Death: PruCan'Scheisse,' Gilbert cursed to himself. How could he forget about today? He usually tread carefully on days such as these, sneaking downstairs for a beer every once in a while, avoiding the Canadian as much as possible. If Matthew caught him then he would be trapped for the remainder of the evening.

He was standing in the kitchen, beer forgotten in his hand, a Canadian bustling around him excitedly. Matthew was grabbing all the snack food they owned. He was wearing his normal jeans with a large blue and white jersey one. Today was the big game between the Montreal Canadiens and the Vancouver Canucks and Gilbert just happened to live with the

To Lose a Canadian: PruCanIt was much too early for this. Gilbert cracked one red eye open and quickly closed it again. The sunlight that was filtering weakly through the partially closed curtains was just a bit too bright for his liking. He snuggled back under the covers when he noticed a problem: there was a certain Canadian warmth missing.

Gilbert groaned, not wanting to venture from beneath the deep red down comforter but not wanting to go back to sleep without his favourite fiancé to cuddle with. He knew it was a tendency of the Canadian to steal all of the top blanket and huddle in some obscure corner of the bed. All Gilbert had to do was find him.

Now

Snowpelt, A PruCan Fairy TaleOnce upon a time, there lived a king named Francis who ruled the second largest country in the world (the largest, of course belonged to King Ivan in the far North). Amiable and romantic, King Francis was much loved by his people. His wife, Joan D'Arc was beautiful and virtuous. From the deep love of the king and queen, a son was born whom they named Matthew.

The palace the royal family lived in was huge and magnificent and had a zoo that was famed for its large collection of exotic animals from all over the world. But of all the creatures, great and small, the one given the place of honor was a white bear. But it should be known that the be

The Time Of Our Lives If you were to ask me to pinpoint the best moment of all my years in high school, I'd tell you the spring of Senior Year, without a doubt.

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Gilbert drummed his fingers in a rhythmic pattern on the desk, his mind wandering aimlessly as the teacher droned on about something he wasn't even sure about. His fingernails went click, click, click on the plastic finish, and soon enough, he heard someone join in, that someone probably being Antonio, who was also in class with him, but it was probably subconscious, since Antonio always listened in class.

Either way, he was blatantly bored out of his mind, and to be honest, he'd kill for a littl

An Utter Fool: Prussia's POVThere is NO WAY that I, the Awesome Prussia, am in love.

Since West and Italy (finally) got together, and after seeing how mushy they get around each other, I've been even more adamant that I am never going to be part of that gross lovey-dovey stuff. Leave that shit to France.

Back when I was the Order of the Teutonic Knights, love or any other kind of attachment was discouraged. It made you weak, they said, and I was meant to be strong. So I acted arrogant and full of myself around everyone else, and just like I wanted, no one was willing to get close to me.

Well, there was Hungary, but that was just weird. I mean, we both thought she was

:HBD: Fun Like Fireworks Matthew's hand felt soft in his own.

Gilbert smiled lightly as he walked down the populated entryways of the amusement park, chatter and merriment swirling around them. The weather was hot, but not overly so, and it wouldn't have mattered to Gilbert anyway. It could've been one hundred degrees or forty degrees, and he would've held his boyfriend's hand anyway.

Matthew didn't seem to mind either.

They walked through the park, Matthew's violet eyes examining the surroundings with interest. There was a small smile on his lips, taking in all the sights and sounds, the festivities and music, and the laughter and the screaming. It was really

PruCan - Over SandwichesBy chicky-the-dragon.deviantart.com

PruCan – Over Sandwiches
Ducks paddled over the murky lake in a recreational park somewhere in Canada.

Children could be heard playing in the distance but the young man slouched down on a wooden bench, paying them no heed.

The wind blew through the treetops and ruffled said man's hair.

He sighed, running a hand through his silky, blond locks.

I should be grateful for the peace and quiet, the Canadian thought wistfully, wiping some dust off his wiry glasses. But why do I feel empty inside?

Matthew Williams was a quiet loner, but a gentle soul who wouldn't hurt a fly (unless he was somehow exposed

PruCan // Better TogetherBasking in the evening rays, he leaned back with a sigh of contentment. Grasping the guitar, he strummed a chord in experiment; the instrument wasn't half bad for being a cheap find. In fact, it held a sweet, simple sound, one that was lovely to hear and sung with feelings of endless blue skies and gentle ocean waves.

Playing another few notes, he hummed with the reverberating strings, soft as to not disturb the other in the white washed beach house. Falling into the well-rehearsed song, his fingertips danced across the surface of the guitar, plucking notes into the air around him with ease. He would never be as good as Matthew, but he did h

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'Gilbert I have to leave.'

'But Birdie you can't leave me!'

Matthew rolled his eyes at the albino that was currently sprawled over him. He had sat down on the couch to put on his shoes and before he knew it the man was laying in his lap. Luckily for Gilbert Matthew always got ready early and preferred having ample time to leave.

'You don't want me to be late for work do you?' he asked toying with the feathery locks. Gilbert turned on his side, pressing his face into Matthew's shirt mumbling. 'What was that?'

'If you didn't have to go to work then I could spend all day with you,' Gilbert said again. He closed his eyes at the gentle feeling of the long fingers softly running through his hair. It amazed him at how Matthew put up with him. Had he done this to anyone else they would have sent him tumbling to the ground. Matthew on the other hand was soft and gentle, relying instead in persuasion and not violence. It made the man fall even more in love with him every day.

'Yes but if I never went to work then I wouldn't be able to feed all of your hungry mouths,' Matthew replied referring to their animals.

'We would manage,' Gilbert said sitting up and stealing a quick kiss. Matthew rolled his eyes again and stood before he was captured again. Gilbert fell back on the couch. 'No Birdie!'

'Come on lazy ass. If you don't get up then I'll leave without giving you a goodbye kiss. I swear you're almost as bad as Kuma sometimes,' Matthew told the other. Gilbert moved his arm which had been covering his eyes to stare at his lover.

'Did you just compare me to Kumacockblock?' he asked, a slight annoyance creeping into his voice.

'Yes I did,' was all Matthew said before walking away to find his coat. He heard a groan from the couch as Gilbert sat up to follow the Canadian. Matthew found his jacket and slipped it on only to be trapped once again. 'Gil, I need to leave.'

'I know you do Birdie but you can't leave without giving some love first,' Gilbert said as he rested his chin on the other's shoulder, tightening his arms, preventing his escape.

'I'm not sure that you deserve it,' Matthew replied turning around. 'I know. As punishment for keeping me you don't get a kiss.'

Gilbert's face was indescribably priceless. 'No kiss? But your kisses are what get me through the day! I can't survive without them!'

'You did just fine before you met me.'

'Birdie, before I met you I was nothing. I barely made it through an hour, let alone a day.'

Matthew smiled softly as he wrapped the other in a hug and kissed his forehead. 'Maybe I'll think about it if you let me go.' Gilbert paused before pecking him on the cheek and releasing the blond. 'Merci Pooh Bear.'

Gilbert watched as Matthew picked up his last few things; wallet, keys, phone. He couldn't help but to smile as Matthew picked up Paix and Krieger, holding the two small animals close. Matthew giggled as the small white puppy covered his face in kisses and kitten batted around his fly-away curl. 'I'm not sure whether I should be jealous or if I should take a picture to remember this image,' he chuckled leaning against the door frame.

Matthew smiled and Gilbert's heart melted. He was head over heels and he didn't care one bit. Matthew put the animals down and said, 'Well, I think I love you more so you can share just a bit.' He opened the door looking back at the Prussian. Gilbert smiled and trailed his fiancé outside.

'But your love is so special. You can't blame me if I want it all to myself.' Gilbert watched as Matthew climbed in the driver's side of their bright red Mitsubishi.

'So greedy,' Matthew laughed as he started the car, rolling down the window allowing Gilbert to lean in.

'I know, I'm selfish,' he replied, leaning even closer to the blond.

'I don't mind.' Matthew closed the small gap between them, sweetly kissing Gilbert's lips. The kiss was short but filled with so much love that both pulled back with a soft smile. 'I love you.'

'I love you too Birdie. Have a great day and come home soon.' Gilbert stood up looking down at his beautiful fiancé.

'See you soon,' Matthew replied with a smile, turning the car to start off.

'Mein Gott,' Gilbert sighed running a hand through silver locks, watching the red car pull out and disappear down the lane. 'So this is what it's like to be in love? I think I could get used to this feeling.'

Das ist die Liebe: PruCanby ~BirdieBear

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Gilbert really does not want Matthew to leave so he decides to try and stall his lovely fiance.

Just a little PruCan fluff based off real events. We basically can turn anything that happens to us into a fluffy fanfiction.

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~Shiralala7499 Jan 26, 2013

Oh......my.......god.......2PSakura is totally right(*with a straight face*)
Which one is Bear and which is Birdie? Is that a stupid question?
Back to rereading......
(*finished for the 2nd time*)......SQUEEEEEEE!!!!!

~BirdieBear Jan 27, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

I'm glad you liked the story and I'm a little confused on your question.

~Birdie

~Shiralala7499 Jan 28, 2013

I mean is Birdie Prussia and is Bear Canada?

~BirdieBear Jan 28, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Switch those.
Birdie Boo is the nickname for Canada from Prussia and Pooh Bear is the nickname for Prussia we just also happen to use them in our ID name.