A/N: for the sake of the story 1pCan is Canada and 2p is Matt. For comprehension purposes.

It was 8 when Matt finally got home from work. He came home to a very angry Canada sitting at the table with his arms folded across his chest, a scowl on his face and dinner on the table in front of him. He rubbed the back of his head awqwardly. "Uh... Hey there babe. What's up?" Canada glared at him. "You're late." He stated. "Well yeah, the boss kept me. He seemed pretty angry."

"Oh? Do I not seem angry enough? Do you not take me seriously? I said 5, I meant five. You agreed to 5. What part of 8 sounds like five Matt? And your boss kept you for 4 extra hours!? I know you get off at four! Where were you?" He demanded. Matt gulped. "I... I was at Allens house." He admitted. "Why?"

"Because it's his birthday tomorrow." Canada threw his hans in the air. "Oh! So it's perfectly fine to remember his birthday but not mine!?" Matt looked confused. "What are you talking about? I didnt forget. It's in 3 days." Matt replied. "No Matt, no it's not. It was 3 days ago. My birthday is three days before your brothers. Same day as yours!" "Oooh... see I knew that was weird, but-" "No. No buts Matt. I'm going to bed. You can sleep on the couch tonight." And with that he headed to the bedroom.

Matt stared after him with an extremely confused look on his face. He could have sworn that it was after Allen and Alfreds birthday. Oh well that wasnt important. What was important right now was proving to Matt that he cared, something that didnt happen very often. He jotted down a few ideas and then left. He needed to pull of something amazing if he was to win his adorable Canada back.

The next morning Canada was awoken to the pleasant smell of pancakes and the gentle shaking and soft calling of his name. He smiled gently and sat up. "Mmm. Morning." He greeted. "Morning cutie. I made you breakfast. You want it?" "Yeah. Thank you." Canada kissed Matt quickly then held his hands out for his food. Matt placed the tray on his lap and watched him eat.

"Not bad. You didnt add beaver hunters blood this time so that an improvement." Matt nodded enthisiastically. "You told me it was unsanitary and disgusting and that you'd beat me up next time I tried to 'pull a stunt like that.'" Canada 'hmm'ed.

When Canada finished his pancakes he handed the plate back to his lover and got out of bed to get ready. Matt went downstairs and washed the dishes, waiting for Canada to come downstairs.

He did a few minutes later. Just as he was about to speak the doorbell rang. "Now who do you suppose that is?" Matt asked curiously. Canada shrugged. "People don't come here that oftenust be the girl guides. You should answer it." Matt smirked at the idea of scaring the small children and made his way over to the door.

He opened it with a scary glare on his face but it disappeared when he came face to face with his brother. "Oh. Hey Allen. Alfred. What's up?" Allen smirked. "Hey bro. Alfred here and I were juat thinking, its our birthday and, our house is do small and theres so many guests coming and-" "No." Matt interupted. "What?" Allen demanded. Canada came up behind Matt. "Oh hey guys. What seems to be the problem?"

Allen scowled. "This jackass wont let us use your huge ass house for our party." He complained. "Oh? How come?" He looked at Matt. "Because one, you never clean up, two, we don't want to be involved in your stupid party when you never came to ours and three, you interuppted Canada and I's nice day I had planned, plus our kitchen sex. Go the fuck home and don't come back, hosers." With that he slammed the door.

Canada stared at Matt a while. "What?" Matt demanded. "We werent having sex." Matt rolled his eyes. "Not yet we werent." Canada smiled. "You planned a nice day for us?" Matt nodded. "Yeah. I felt bad about last night. I could have sworn I texted you. Allen told me there was an emergency. There wasnt, and I came home as soon as I could. I really am sorry."

Canada flushed. "You texted me? I lost my phone two days ago, remember?" Matt blinked. "Oh right. I forgot." Canada smiled sadly. "Oh Matt, I'm so sorry I got mad. I should have know you wouldnt just skip out on me." Matt ruffled Canadas hair. "Don't worry kiddo. I love you too much to stay mad." Canada chuckled. "I love you too Matt." He reached up and kissed him quickly.

"Do you think theyre freaking out over the us having sex thing?" Matt asked Canada a minute later. "Yeah, probably. That may have shocked them more than a little." He replied. "Well to be fair theyre doing it too." Matt informed Canada. "Seriously?" He enquired. "Yeah. I really didnt need to see that." "Gross." Canada shook his head. "Gross indeed." Matt agreed.