USUK- I love you more than Nutella

PruCan!

     In no time, it was Saturday. Except this time, Alfred was alone. Arthur had to go to his cousin's wedding. Antonio was spending the night with Lovino. Francis was out trying to get himself a girl. Elizaveta had gone to see her yaoi dealer in Massachusetts. Ivan had to work at his family's restaurant. Feliks had taken Toris to a movie. So Alfred was alone... and asleep. And this is where our PruCan comes in!

     "I don't see the big deal about math!" Gilbert whined, trying to solve an equation. Matthew laughed and shook his head, "Because you're doing it wrong."

      And Gilbert was doing it wrong because he had gotten Africa. And he had drawn a small map of Africa on the bottom of the page. Matthew rolled his eyes, erasing it for him.

     "Hey! That was my best map of Africa yet!"

     "Why can't you draw one that perfect with social studies and not arithmetic."

      "Because I'm hopeless."

     "That you are."

      Gilbert punched his arm playfully, going back to trying to get the answer. Matthew rolled his eyes and leaned over. "Gil no, you don't multiply the base by the exponent."

     Gilbert groaned. "I don't get it."

     "Gil, we learned this in fifth grade."

      "Doesn't matter, it doesn't make sense."

     And yes, it did not make sense. Because two squared was in fact four. And soon, there was a rip in the page and a frustrated groaned. "And there goes my D in math."

     Getting a D was an accomplishment for Gil. Don't ask. Matthew sighed and began to explain... which sounded like French to Gilbert. Probably because he was speaking. In French. To Gilbert. (Note that those were not typos)

      "Maaattiiee. I don't understand a word you're saying."

     The Canadian seemed to realize what he was doing and blushed. Damn that blush... making Gilbert want to punch him in the face for making his stomach all weird. And then he did punch him in the face. Because that's what you do when you like someone. You punch them in the face. 

     "Ow! Why'd you do that Gil?" Matthew whined, glaring at the author. Damn me. 

      "Because that stupid blush made my stomach feel all weird!" Gilbert complained, crossing his arms while blushing. Matthew stared at him, blushing furiously.

     "Y-You like me you mean?"

     "What do you mean by like?!"

     "Like have a crush on me!"

     "I-I guess..."

     Matthew smiled at him a little. "Aww, I like you too. Just next time don't punch me in the face or I'll challenge you to a game of hockey." He smirked. You will always lose when playing hockey with Mattie. Always. 

     Meanwhile-

     "Doitsu!"

      "Vhat is it?"

     "They're attacking!"

     "Them Doitsu! Them!

     "Cats...?"

      "Ve, Doitsu! They're evil and they're tongues are rough!"

     Humongous sigh from the German. 

//I told you there'd be GerIta as well!