Nyello! I have returned to give you more hetalia fic.
This is Canada x Prussia and our Soulmate AU today issssssss
Red String of Fate!
Beware! Swearing may occur.
We begin our tale with Young Matthew Williams, a sweet Canadian boy who, quite unfortunately, is tied to an asshole.
•-• ~ I am baymax, your personal line break companion.
Matthew was tied to an asshole. No, don't laugh, he is. When you are tied to a person, the polite thing to do is to avoid yanking on the string, as that would annoy the person at the other end.
The impolite thing to do is of course yank the string as hard as you can and drag your soulmate across a fucking classroom. Stop laughing! It happened. Poor Matthew hit his head on a door.
So yes, Matthew was tied to an asshole. Who, when they finally met, was going to revive a very hard punch to the head.
"Matthew! Stop waving your hand like that!"
"Its not me Sir! Its the string!"
A very, very hard punch to the head.
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Matthews highschool was being holding a gathering that week, attended by representatives from country's all over the world. Matthew was of course representing Canada, though why his highschool was hosting he would never know. Currently, he was sat with his brother, Alfred, who had come down from America to represent, well, America.
Don't ask why they don't live together. (Unless you enjoy to hear the words "THAT DIRTY FROG" repeated on loop.)
"Your soulmate ain't letting up with that hand thing is he?"
"No, he isn't, unfortunately."
"What a dick."
Matthew and Alfred were sat in the dining hall, waiting for the other "countries" to finish in the hall. Alfred was eating a burger, like a true american, and Matthew was just kinda sat there.
"I Bet they look like a fucking idiot while they do it though." Alfred took another bite of his burger "I mean, waving your hand like that, its like, super noticeable."
Matthew had never thought of it like that. "Yeah, they probably do" Matthew laughed "Waving their hand like a flag."
As they where talking, the others had exited the hall and entered the dining hall.
"Gilbert! Stop waving your hand like that! Its annoying!"
"Awww! C'mon Roddy! Its funny! Imagine the other guys hand!"
"I wouldn't be surprised if their hand has fallen of by now!"
Matthew's hand went flying into the air. He looked up at it, and noticed how tight the string was pulled. That was weird, he thought, it's never pulled that tightly before. Matthews eyes followed along the string, right to were it was tied around a white haired boys wrist. A white haired boy, who had apparently had the same thought as Matthew, and was now staring at his wrist.
"HEY! YOU! CANADA! WE'RE TIED TOGETHER!" The boy can running up to him, grabbing his wrist and looking at the string. "That's so cool! My names Gilbert! Gilbert Beilshmidt! I'm from Eastern Germany! What's your name?" The boy, Gilbert, excitedly yelled. Matthew was in shock. "I- I'm Matthew, Matthew Williams."
This was the boy who he was meant to be with. The boy he'd been tied to his entire life. This was the fucking asshole.
Who then received a very, very hard punch to the head.
"STOP WAVING YOUR FUCKING HAND!"
•-• ~ I am baymax, your personal line break companion.
And on that day, Prussia received a Canadian reminder
(And a fist sized bruise on his head)
Yea, this was a fun one to write. Its short, but these generally are.
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