Aphprucan Stories

Very depressing, sad, PruCan short one-shot.

The world was at its end; most of the people in town were either dead or have fled to safety, something that Gilbert and Matthew have been trying to accomplish for these last few hours. Will they make it out in time? Or will one of them perish while the other goes on? Read on to find out. The Hetalia series belongs to Himaruya Hidekaz, not me~

Matthew and Gilbert used to be homicide detectives. The work was hard on Matthew since he has Hyperthymesia. He couldn't forget the horrible things he'd seen. They wore on him until he eventually retired from police work and disappeared leaving Gilbert behind. Years later, Gilbert, who works in a new city, is called into his bosses office. He's told there have been murders happening and notes left for him and his former partner.

It's Canada's 150th birthday, but nobody shows up to the party, yet again. Happy Canada Day! I decided I'd write a fic for my neighbors to the north for today! So I did! PruCan fic, for the most part. Possible Warnings: Underage drinking, sexual references, and mature language. I'd rate it, like, T or something.

Okay! I wrote this when I was 12, and just got back into Wattpad. So, to make this short: This IS a private story with an already established Pruhun. I got the idea from the song "Willow Maiden" (Very beautiful you should listen to it.) Yes it will be as tragic, no Mattie does not turn into a flower. This story is simply to invoke a sense of folktale. It is between a Nymph and a Lumberjack.

This is a PruCan story. Using the characters from the show Axis Powers Hetalia. Mathew Williams is going to yet another Comic-Con but this one is going to be different. He's going to make new memories. Speak sweet, some bitter. He'll meet new people who'll change his life. In more ways then one.