You would expect that Gilbert, being who he is that he would buy something extermely weird. Well this was one of the days.
It was a normal day, Matthew was drying a few dishes when the front door opened, and a Prussian came though the door holding a very large wooden moose with a bottle of mapple syrup over its crotch, the syrup arching out of it.
Guess where he put it? Right in front of the window door that led out to the front porch.
Matthew stopped what he was doing, set down the plate, and looked at the wooden structure then his very proud boyfriend.
"Gilbert what the fuck?!"
"Ya like it?" The white haired man said crossing his arms, smirking at it.
"Why did you get that?!" The male said, sort of impressed by the structure, mostly appalled by it though.
"I may have gotten it on impulse for you."
"For me?"
"Ja."
Matthew sighed, he held the bridge of his nose with two fingers, and placed the other hand on his hip.
"Gil." He said removing his hand from his nose.
"That's very sweet of you, and while I'll agree it's a very beautiful piece of art, but we're not keeping it."
The Prussian looked at his boyfriend, deflated.
"But why? Look it's even got a little wooden plate on it's hoof so we can put pancakes on it!"
The Canadian sighed, he could tell how much his boyfriend thought about the gift. Then there was the matter of how he doubted the store would take it back.
"I guess we can keep it. However it's going in the backyard."
Gilbert made an excited noise, then fist pumped in the air.
"Thank you Birdie!" The male said pulling the male in for a kiss on the cheek.
The violet eyed male could only smile, as he helped his lover move the moose to the back yard.Let's just say that now when the two have guests, they enjoy going to the backyard when the weather's nice enough to see the wooden moose.
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Short StoryJust as the title says: Purssia x Canada