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PruCan: Love is War 3

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"West!"
"Was?"
"Can you tell me again why you pulled me out here?"
The Germanic brothers waited in the German trench. Germany had called to have Prussian reinforcements for this new battle. From the east side of Somme, they could partially see the Allied trenches.
Ludwig turned to his brother. "I think America's out there."
"What?" Gilbert looked briefly up out of the trench, "That's ridiculous. You said you had America blocked of passage to Europe and that he wasn't planning on coming anyway."
"You sure?"
"What do you mean, am I sure? It's what you told me! You're such a wimp!"
Ludwig looked down and then peered through binoculars over the top of the trench. "Who're we against? Give me a recap."
"Well its Britain and France," Gilbert recalled, "Then Britain has all his…you know…underlings. That's Australia, New Zealand, South Africa, India…"
"Then who's that?" Ludwig handed Gilbert the binoculars and pointed. "Looks like America."
Gilbert looked to where he was pointing. "Yeah, that looks like him. But…"
"But, what?"
"That's not him."
"How can you tell?"
"He's different."
Ludwig stepped of the ladder for watching. "I'm sure that's America."
Gilbert looked down at him. "Well, it's not."
Ludwig frowned. "Then who is it?"
Gilbert looked out again then back down.
"Not sure."

Ten weeks followed and Britain kept the same offensive action. Canada was not called upon during these weeks but in that time, the same course of action gained them merely a few thousand metres of progress.
"Matthew!" Arthur said coming down into the Canadian's quarters.
"What?" Matthew was now playing solitaire by himself with his own pack of cards.
"I need you," Arthur said, "My men are dying out there! I need your reinforcements!"
"No, thank you," Matthew said setting down an eight of clubs atop a seven of clubs. He wasn't sure why he'd done that as he shouldn't put the same colour on top of another. "Get someone else. Australia, maybe."
"He doesn't have enough men because he's too far away," Arthur said, "Everyone is! I need you!"
"Ah," Matthew said, "So you need me out of convenience, eh?"
"Yes, convenience," Arthur acknowledged, "I need you out of convenience. Is that what you want to hear?"
"Yes."
"So will you help?"
"No."
The Canadian picked up a nine of hearts and set it down.
Arthur balled his fists. "You know what, I'm in charge. I say you are going to fight for me."
Matthew looked straight into the Brits face. "Fine. But consider my loyalty ended." He stacked his cards and headed out to the provinces, passing Pierre on the way out. Pierre glanced at Arthur then turned and followed Matthew.
Arthur was left in the Canadian's small, dark quarters with a hard uncomfortable bed; an old, worn down chair; a battered and cracked table; some of Matthew's personal items and books; and a deck of cards.
The Brit picked up the top card curiously.
The jack of clubs.
ZOMG:iconzomgplz: Gilberts first appearance! YAY!:iconprussialaplz::iconepiclaplz:

8♣: Instability
7♣: Disappointment
9♥: Hatred
J♣: Shame

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Part 1: [link]

Gilbert, Ludwig, Matthew, Arthur, Quebec(c)Hetalia
Pierre(c)ME
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I love the card thing. I've never seen that kind of symbolism in a fanfic before.
GODDAMMIT why can't my English class Lit crap be this entertaining???