My Perfect Somebody (PruCan)BoyxBoy

Chapter 1

Yay the first chapter. Enjoy~

Chapter 1~

Even though the bet was made, Prussia still had no place to go, so he ended up still having to stay with Germany and Italy.

"Kesesese, I'm going to get a full-year supply of beer Gilbird!" Prussia was currently in the basement with his bird, Gilbird.

"Chirp~"

"Ja, ja, of course zhe awesome me vill share zhe beer vith you." For some odd reason Prussia can understand Gilbird easily even though no one else can.

"Vell vhat do I do now? I'm so bored........ Maybe I should visit Francey Pants........ I haven't talked to him in a vhile," Prussia thought as he climbed up the stairs. "VEST! IM GOING TO VISIT A FRIEND SO I'M TAKING YOUR CAR OKAY?" Prussia shouted and was answered with a "Do vhatever". Prussia grabbed the car keys and went to the garage where Germany's car was located.

"Voah Vest has a pretty old car........" Prussia laughed as he got in and started the engine. It took about ten to twenty minutes to reach France's house and Prussia practically memorized the address so it wasn't hard to find. When parking along the curb outside of the house, Prussia got out and casually walked to his friend's house.

"FRANCEY PANTS OPEN ZE DOOR IT'S ZE AWESOME ME!" Prussia yelled not even bothering to knock. Loud footsteps could be heard as France descended down the stairs.

"Gilbert.......... Why are you here so early in ze morning mon ami?" France rubbed his eyes and stared blankly at Prussia.

"Francey pants vhat has gotten into you? It's 2:00 P.M." Prussia snickered at his usually stylish friend who was a complete mess. His hair sticking out in a disheveled way, wearing a shirt that said "I love Paris" on it, and a pair of baggy blue sweatpants.

"Is it really?" France replied slightly confused about the time.

"Kesesese have you lost your track of time?" Prussia was still laughing at France's clothes because it was nothing that France would wear at all.

"Oh! Well, come in mon ami, and make yourself at home!" France let Prussia in, acting more like his usual self. The house smelled of roses, as always, and another smell... Maple syrup?!

"I didn't know Francey Pants liked Maple Syrup," Prussia thought to himself as he walked down the halls. The smell of syrup became stronger and stronger as he neared the kitchen. There was a boy that Prussia has never seen before. He had light blonde hair, violet eyes, glasses, and almost looked exactly like America, except for his noticeable curl.

"Hmm? Oh bonjour. I didn't realize that Papa was inviting over guests," the boy whispered.

Prussia sort of just stood there and stared. Was this France's kid or something? Prussia was never told Francey Pants even had one...

"Umm is there something wrong monsieur?" The boy whispered yet again. Prussia simply shook his head and leaned against the fridge cocking his head to the side.

"Are you Francey Pants' kid?" Prussia asked now completely confused.

"W-who?" The boy answered back uncertain of what Prussia was asking.

"Oh, I mean France," Prussia used his friend's correct title.

"Papa? I guess you can say that..." The boy whispered.

"Seriously what is up with him and whispering?" Prussia thought to himself, "anyvays, I'm ze awesome Prussia, but you can call me Gilbert."

"I'm Canada," Canada let out a small smile, he was happy someone actually acknowledged him.