Hello everyone!

Here's my first Hetalia pairing fanfic. It's for PruCan (Prussia x Canada). I myself am not a huge fan of PruCan, but I had a really good idea for it and I knew my best friend would love it. So this is dedicated to her!

Just so there's no confusion, this takes place in the future. Canada is at war with Russia, an event I am certain will happen (because Russia is gonna try to take America but they have to go through Canada first, but Canada's just gonna keel over and let them invade us. In this story
Canada is a little braver than that though). Anyway, I hope you enjoy and sorry if the Canadian geography and other histories are totally wrong. Think of it as a warped, alternate dimension Canada and Prussia and the rest of the world (even though it isn't)!

Oh, and this is in Canada's point of view in the present tense.

And in no way whatsoever do I own Hetalia.

Let's start!

Intro

Textbooks. A history lesson. A memory.

Sometimes that's all we have left of once great nations. They're on top of the world one day and the next they're gone without a trace.

Some victims of this fate are Rome or the Holy Roman Empire. But I've never been really interested in them.

There was always one nation that could catch my interest though, no matter what book I was reading or what lesson I was hearing.

The great Prussia.

There was a brief point in history when our lives overlapped, but it was only for a century or two. I didn't even meet him. Of course I didn't meet him. I was still very young and he was all the way over in Europe. If he had gone to North America at all it would be to see the U.S. No one cares about little old Canada.

Anyway, I guess you could call Prussia my idol. He was so confident in himself. I'm sure not. He created a great empire that's known by many. I sure haven't.

The only word that can fit such a country is awesome.

Whenever I can get one of the others to pay attention to me for a second I ask them about Prussia. Germany was his brother; he says he was obnoxious. France and Spain were friends with him; they say he had a good run. Austria and Hungary were his enemies; they agree with Germany.

I don't care if Prussia was annoying though. I don't even have the courage to be annoying.

Even today I strive to be like Prussia. It isn't working out so well. No one pays attention to me and I can barely compete with America. The closest I've gotten to Prussia is renaming the Ontario province after him (originally I named a town in Ontario after him, but that didn't seem like enough of an appreciation).

I suppose my admiration is a little silly. I never had anything to do with him; everything I know about Prussia is from history books.

I'm not going to stop trying my best though. That's how Prussia became such a great nation.

I do wish I had gotten the chance to meet him though.

Thanks for reading and comments are always appreciated!