I Don't Believe It's There: PruCan

Epilogue

Matthew's (Canada's) POV

I groaned as I stretched, a little sore. Dim light were shining through my curtains, lighting up my room enough to see. The first thing I noticed was that Gilbert wasn't in my bed. Was that all a dream? No way it was with my bottom feeling how it was.

I got up from my bed, going to my dresser to get changed, but I noticed a note and a small, brightly colored box on top of it. Curiously, I looked at the note and read it mentally.

Gutenmorgen Birdie :*

I had to leave a little early or else Germany would worry. So don't freak out or anything like that.

Also, I thought if I gave you your present last night I'd ruin the mood, so here it is! I hope you like it.

~Gilbert

I eyed the box, holding it in the palm of my hand. Finally, I opened it.

It was a wrist watch, carefully placed in the box. What really got me was the small golden maple leaf in the corner in the face of the watch. How'd he know I was a sucker for the maple? I removed the watch from it's case and put it on me, admiring its brown and gold theme. No one has ever given me such a gift.

I posed dorkily with it in the mirror on my dresser, but noticed something. In various places of my body, there were bruises. Especially my neck.

I gulped, "Hi-Hickeys?"

Oh no. There was a world meeting tomorrow. Everyone was going to tease me! Ugh, France and America especially.

"Why that Prussia!" I fumed. "I'll just have to leave some hickeys on him!"

I heard a snort come from my door. I wiped around and covered myself. Kuma was snickering in the doorway.

"What!?"

The little polar bear shook his head. "That can't happen." He snorted again and closed the door.

"Wai- What do you mean that can't happen!?"

The end. Matthew, that poor cinnamon roll.

Well I'm super greatful for all of you reading til the end, but all my ideas for this pair are run out! Once again, I'll be fanfictionless; a sad life indeed. Special thanks to Shickzander Psyk_Fox You_Burnt_Scone and i_luv_creepypastas for liking and commenting on my story. Thank you guys for making me laugh and beam with pride through this whole experience.

Last of all Thanks for pushing me forward guys. It really help when you're creating a fiction with people rootin for ya!

Never stop shipping guys!