Prussian Maple Babies (PruCan mpreg one-shot)

Prussian Maple Babies

The morning had started out wonderfully. Matthew Williams, or also known as the Country of Canada, had been woken beautifully by his lover Gilbert, or the ex-Nation of Prussia, and had been in a chipper mood. So how? How did he end up in the bathroom crying into his hands?

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"Birdie, I need to go now. My brother is having issues," A soft voice whispered into the sleeping Canadian's ear. "I'll see you later, liebe," And he softly pressed a kiss to the sleeping man's ear before leaving out the door quietly.

The 'supposedly' sleeping man smiled, and rolled over staring at the bright room around him. The sun was spilling in through the windows, and the light gray walls around him seemed to brighten.

"Today's going to be good. Right Kumakuchu?" Matthew looked down at the small Polar Bear sleeping at his feet on the bed. The bear didn't stir from his spot though, and Matthew stared at the ceiling, "I think so."

After some self-motivation, Matthew managed to take himself from the bed and down the stairs to the kitchen to make a breakfast of the best food ever discovered. Pancakes!

"Today is my day off," He mused to the Polar Bear on the floor, who was chewing on some raw fish his owner had fed him, "So I was thinking we should run some errands."

"Fish," His bear said around a mouthful of fillet, and the Canadian nodded in approval.

"We can get some more fish, too," Matthew agreed.

Once breakfast was made, Matthew happily ate (inhaled) his food, while Kumajiro lazed into the living room and on the couch, watching cartoons.

Matthew tapped a pen on a pad of paper, looking over the items of his shopping list thoughtfully. What else do we need...?

"Oh, we're running out of syrup!" He exclaimed as he scribbled it down in his neat cursive handwriting.

He brought his fork to his mouth for the last bite of pancakes, when his stomach seemed to turn.

Oh shi- Matthew darted from his seat and ran to the bathroom down the hall, making it to the toilet just in time before his breakfast from this morning came back up.

When he finally finished losing his meal and then some, five minutes later, kumajiro had joined him in the bathroom, and was pawing at him nervously.

"Again?" He asked, and Matthew nodded as he placed his head on the cool porcelain of the toilet. It was the fifth time in a row this week, that Matthew couldn't keep his breakfast down. He wasn't sick, or at least he thought he wasn't, and there was nothing else that could have caused it. Unless...

"Kumajichi, can you get my phone?" He asked shakily.

"Who are you?" kumajiro asked as he stared at the pale boy.

"I'm Canada, you're owner."

"Okay." Canada watched as the bear walked out of the bathroom, and held back tears as he thought about what may be happening.

I-It just can't be... I can't be-

Kumajiro came back with the red smartphone in his mouth, and Matthew took it with a shaking hand, quickly going to his contacts and calling a familiar number. Kumajiro snuggled up to him, and Matthew unconsciously pet him as he leaned back against the tub.

RING RING RING!

RING RING RI-

"Yo, Mattie! What's up, bro?" The friendly voice of Alfred, Matthew's brother, greeted him.