Hetalia One-Shots

PruCan : Mein Lieber

"WEST."

"Was?" Germany asked, reading a book. Prussia stormed into the room shirtless with three tops in his hands. He stood in the center of the living room and stared at Germany seriously.

"Which one?" Prussia asked holding each shirt in front of him one at a time.

  "For what occasion?" the younger brother questioned.

"West! Now's not the time!"

Germany looked at Prussia dead in the eye slowly lowering his book.

Prussia flinched. "Fine... I'm going on a date tonight..." he answered blushing and avoiding Germany's eyes.

The blond smiled, "Oh, and who are you taking out?"

At this, Prussia's eyes lit up.

"The most awesomest person in the world, right after me that is! He has golden hair, just like flowing maple syrup. His eyes are a hypnotizing violet and his smile... Mein Gott, his smile. You know that feeling you get when you eat Kuchen?"

"Yeah..?" Germany raised an eyebrow, a smile crawling onto his face.

"Well whenever I see his smile, I get that feeling only ten times more, it's even better when he smiles because of me!" Prussia sighed dreamily. He pointed a finger at Germany and shouted, "And you know what?! He makes the best pancakes. Auf. Der. Welt. Even better than yours!" He scoffed, his hands on his hips.

Germany shook his head discretely then asked, "So, is he a country?"

"Huh? Well, yeah, it's Canada..." Prussia said, eyeing Germany weirdly. As far as he knew, no other country resembled what he described.

"Who?" Germany's face scrunched in confusion.

The white-haired sibling tilted his head and dropped his arms to his side, his shirts touching the ground. "Canada. America's brother."

"America has a brother?"

Prussia opened his mouth ready to argue but quickly glanced at the clock on the wall. His face paled. "Scheisse! I'm going to be late!" he shouted, darting out of the living room. "I'll just wear the blue one, it's the one which suits my awesomeness best," he mumbled more to himself than for his brother to hear.

The blond country was still confused about with whom Prussia was going out with but soon let it slide, feeling happy for his older brother. He continued reading his book and sighed.

He still had a long way to go before being able to ask a certain Italian out on a date...