Prucan OneShots (Requests are open)

He stole the blankets

One in the goddamn morning, that's when France, and Spain woke up to a group call.

Prussia was the host.
"What is it?" Francis groaned, his camera on, showing him walking to his couch.
"Come mí amigo, it's to early for this shit."
"Okay guys, look." Gilbert said in a hushed whisper.
Then the camera showed Matthew curled up in all the blankets, even his Prussian flag one.
"Okay, you called to show us my adorable son in blankets."
"It's cute right?"
"Yes very." Antonio said, looking like he was going drop any second.
"I'm cold though, what do I do?" Gilbert snickered.
"Get another blanket." The two said in unison.
"Okay, okay that's all I needed to show you. Night guys." The call went dead, leaving two very annoyed men, who couldn't go back to sleep, so they texted a way to get there friend back.