I Don't Believe It's There: PruCan

story of my life

Gilbert's (Prussia's) POV

I liked drinking with Germany because when he had enough, he shows more of his happy and affectionate side, however embarrassing he thinks it is. I'd take advantage of it if I was more in my right mind.

Currently, Germany was holding Blacky's head, cooing and kissing his muzzle. I leaned back on the couch and wrapped my arms around Berlitz, who was curled up next to me on the couch. The Doberman squirmed in response, not being much of a cuddly type. "Man, I love our dogs."

Germany laughed, "They're the best." He then went back to Blacky, purring 'Ich liebe dicht.'

Aster approached us, glancing between us, knowing very well how intoxicated we were.

"Awwwe buddy, do you feel left out?" Before he could get away, I reached out and pulled him on the couch, struggling to do so with his weight. Aster, being the most calm out of all three dogs, just went with it, knowing he couldn't escape.

"Canada really likes you," I pecked a kiss on his head. "You're his favorite, how does that feel?"

Aster didn't respond, only waiting patiently to be let go.

"Hey West!" I called, "Which of the dogs is your favorite?" With that, the dogs ears perked up attentively.

"I love all of them." He said stubbornly.

"Bullshit." I objected.

"No, really. But I love them each for their own things. Blacky is the most protective and best to go on walks on, Berlitz is the best to play with, and Aster is the best to lay on the couch or sleep with."

I nodded, holding my chin sophisticatedly, "But what are you? What kind of dog thing are you good at?"

"Real funny, East."

I looked at Aster in my arms. Matthew was just like a Golden retriever: being so friendly, wanting to be noticed. Blonde hair. I wonder what he was doing right now. There was no way he was sleeping, not with those snakes around.

Matthew's (Canada's) POV

"Alfred! Get it out! Get it out!"

"Dude, it's just an itty bitty garden snake."

We watched the snake slither around the tiled floor, trying to find a place to hide. Kumajiro came from around the corner and pounced on it, almost squishing it with his two large paws. I groaned and covered my face in stress. "Why? Why me?"

American walked over to the snake the bear cub was about to maul and snatched it away before anything happened to it. Before I knew what he was about to do, he tossed it to me and ordered, "Be friends!"

I screeched as I felt the snake land on my shoulder. I tried getting it off, but it slipped into my shirt, exactly the worse place it could ever go. I felt the cool scales slither down my chest, only making my heart jump in my throat. I desperately tried shaking it out , earning a cackling laughter from America. The worst part was that the snake was panicking as well, wiggling vigorously around my stomach. I began laughing hysterically, me being especially ticklish. At last, I shook the snake out of my shirt, it falling on the ground and speeding away.

America was wiping tears of laughter away from his eyes, making anger ignite quickly in my chest. I punched him in the shoulder and shouted, "Why the hell did you do that!"

"Do what?" He giggled and held another snake in front of my face.

I squeaked and scurried away, America skipping after me with the dangling snake. Why was it me that always got teased? Why did I bother calling him over in the first place? "I'm gonna tell England!" I threatened.

"Psh what is he gonna do? Lecture me?"

"He'll think you're childish."

That made him stop, alright. He blinked, a dumbfounded look on his face.

"Now can you please throw it outside?" I begged.

He stuck him tongue out and flicked it outside the window, closing it shortly after. After brushing off his hands he asked, "So what did you want help with? Besides the snakes."

I sighed, knowing we had a long night ahead of us.

Ich liebe dicht: I love you

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Sorry about the no updating and short chapter. I'm really lacking inspiration lately. But here you go! After two weeks... ^°^" I promise I'll get in a Christmas special on American Christmas. December 25th, right? Well, I'm off to work on it now. Thank you!