A/N: This is my first time writing a Hetalia fanfic with this pairing. Please tell me if I failed epically, sucked at writing this, and/or the characters were a bit/very OOC.
Pairing: Gilbert Beilschmidt X Marguerite Williams
Warning/s: AU
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia and its characters, just the plot. If they were, Russia would have been my butler. LOL!
Enjoy!
A cold gush of wind greeted Gil as he strolled down the riverbank. He placidly put his hands inside the pockets of his maroon varsity jacket while he surveyed the area.
The grass swayed along with the late afternoon wind. The heliotropic sky filled the river with amber light. The water whizzed in a rather mellifluous pace. Some kids were racing on their way home, others were just having a conversation.
The albino stopped contemplating the view when he heard something splashed in the river multiple times. He averted his gaze on the scenery to find the all-too-familiar Canadian exchange student who were throwing stones into the wide river.
The aforementioned Canadian was sitting on the grassy floor cross-legged as she threw another stone right into the flowing liquid. Her pair of eyeglasses framed her purple-blue eyes that was fixated on the water where she threw the previous stone. Blonde hair swept over her brow. She wore a simple shirt and jeans which accentuated her rather lean body.
As Gil edged closer, he noticed how the warm glow of the sunset emphasized the blonde's cute features. A distinctive smell of pancakes oozed from the said lady within the distance. She seemed to be in a deep thought owing to the fact that she did not acknowledge the 'awesome' albino's presence. Gil cannot take to be left unnoticed; hence, his 'awesome' self greeted the gal before him.
"Yo, Meg!" The albino spoke with a heavy accent. This made the other very flabbergasted that her heart nearly leapt out of her chest. She clenched her chest as if putting her heart on a tighter leash.
Normally, Meg was usually neglected, ignored, and left unseen. If not, she tends to be confused with her twin, Emily, so it was not ordinary for her to receive recognition. But there is one person who claimed himself 'awesome' had been hanging around with her which she had been thankful for.
"Please stop scaring me to death, Gil. You'll gonna give me a heart attack one way or another." Meg heard Gil laugh beside her. It made somewhat intoxicating to her ears.
Gil sat next to her, copying the position of the other. Purple-blue met scarlet ones. Soon, giggles infiltrated the atmosphere.
"What brings your awesomeness here?"
"Nothing, just spending my awesome afternoon strolling when I found the one who cooks pancakes as awesome as I am."
"Oh, it's a coincidence then. A part of me decided that I might enjoy staying the afternoon here."
"Does your mind tell you about you enjoying my presence as well? Well, it should be. Remember, I'm too awesome to be forgotten!" Gil teased, nudging Meg's right arm.
"It will be a 'No' if you keep scaring me." Meg said in a serious tone but kept her lips smirking at Gil.
"Hey! You should be thankful enough that I saved your pretty ass from embarassment on your very first day since you came here." Gil crossed his arms in front of him and pouted like a five-year old. These was the reason why Meg liked to tease him at some point.
Before things got out of hand, Meg said his sorry and the albino returned to his normal self as if nothing happened.
"Meg?"
