Hetalia one shots

London x Canada ~ Meeting you <3

Mazie. That was her name, just Mazie. It was beautiful actually, in fact she  is beautiful. Mathew was walking in a snowy park, going to the lake to shoot the puck around. It was so cold that Mazie thought her fingers were going to fall off. 

'Man, America said it was cold. This isn't cold its below freezing! I should've brought my mittens. Thanks a lot Alfred. 'Oh you should go to Canada they have good ice skating lakes. It 's only a little cold.' FUCK YOU ALFRED!' Mazie thought as she tried to warm up her hands. She shoved them in her coat pocket. Her ice skates bounced over her shoulder, when she got to the lake no one was there as expexted. She adjusted her black batman beanie, as she laced up her skates. She got onto the ice, skating like it was nothing, jumping and twirling her long braid moving with her motions.

Mathew got to the lake, and expected no one but he saw Mazie. As he laced up his skates, he watched her, fastinated on how good of a skater London was. He smiled slightly as he got on the half of the lake that had a net. He began moving the puck around, he shot and scored, a  particularly good shot. A distant applause could be herd, and Mathew being his quiet self jumped a bit suprised. 

"That was such a good shot! Could you possibly teach me how to play? Well I know how to play just....uh the technique? I love hockey!" Said Mazie, bright red.

Mazie had liked the quiet Canadian for a while now. She had always hated meetings, everyone always fought so she was usually on the internet or watching a hockey game. Hence her love of hockey. When she found out Canada was practically invisiable, she wanted to bitchslap all the other countries, even Italy. You know it's serious when she would slap Italy. Half of the countries don't even consider her opinion because, she's a city not a country therefore she has no say. Thats so stupid, she has as much say as any other bloody nation out there! 

"O-ok, I'm Mathew or Canada but, n-no one usually n-notices me." Said Mat in a quiet voice 

"I notice you. Trust me those other nations have no idea what it's like to be ignored. Im Mazie, or London by the way. Yes, I'm a city and no I don't get any say in anything. It's bloody stupid!" She said, shaking the shyer countys' hand. 

"Y-you're hands are f-freezing! Did y-you even bring g-gloves or mittens?" Mathew asked.

Mazie turned a little more pink than she already was. Alfred had told her not to, last time she listens to that twat. 

"N-no. Uh Alfred told m-me not  to!" She blamed

"I-it's fine. Here." Mathew said handing the blonde his mittens. "You can have mine, eh?" He said.

Mazie gladly accepted, beginning to feel her fingers again. She knew Canada was different than America or China or Russia. She knew he was nervous to talk to her. Mazie knew he wanted to be friends and so did she. But, she wanted a bit more. Maybe friends with benifits? 

"Thanks, but won't you be cold now?" Asked Mazie, enjoying the warmpth of the mittens but feeling guilty. 

Mathew turned slightly red as he checked his pockets. He'd thought he'd had another pair of mittens somewhere. 'Shit. Its at the house, isn't it? My luck I find a pretty girl who notices me and now I'm going to get frostbite. Well, at least I'll remember what a hockey stick felt like.'  The blonde Canidian thought. 

"Here. I can feel my hands now, take them back I'd feel bad if I wear them while you freeze." The brit said, handing the mittens to the Canidan

"M-maybe if I start to t-teach you hockey, y-your hands won't get c-cold." He said, taking the mittens and putting them on his hands.

Mazie just simply smiled and nodded. 

"Ok, so you grab the stick like this." Said Mathew, in his element. 

He grabbed the stick with his right had on the bottom and left near the top. He put her hands on top of his, turning slightly red at the contact. 

Mazie smiled as she held on to Mathews hands, his soft mittens cushioning hers from getting blisters. 

"Im going to move my hands, ok?" Mat asked, starting to peel out from under her.

Mazies hands were left with the cold, taped up hockey stick. 

The Canidan put the puck on the ground and said, "ok so what you're supposed to do is move the stick on either side to push it foward. Come over to me with the puck." He said as he skated in front of her, far enough away so she could skate to him. 

Mazie wobbled slightly. It was certanly harder than it looked. She hit the puck a little too far foward, having to catch up to it. Then she was able to keep it straight for about a minute, then wacked it to the side. 

"Crap, why does this look so easy?" Muttered Mazie, stumbling and falling over.

"A-are you ok?" Asked Canada as he helped Mazie up. 

"Yeah, just lost my balance I'm a pretty good sakter." She said, reassureing Mathew.

Small little white snow flakes started to fall from the sky. 

"Maybe we should got get hot chocolate?" Asked Mazie, feeling like a block of ice. She was out there for almost 2 hours to be fair, and London wasn't used to snow. 

"O-ok" Said Mat, the two holding hands while skating back. 

They both knew this was the start of a beautiful friendship. 

Hey guys! So I decided to make this book becasue I am offically obsessed......-_- Anyways, you can request with one of your OCs or just a ship from Hetalia! I will try my best on lemons if you want me to do one, just ask. I will try my best that probably it. I will be posting my updating sechdule because I have school coming up and may not update as often, I will still be on wattpad just school and education comes first! Bye love you guys!! :D