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[Author's note: I got the quote from when someone in the marching band I'm in said it! They're from my section. xD]
"Guys, hold down the fort! I have to go put on pants!"
Why is it that everything the allies discuss end up in arguments? There can never be an exact answer but the fact that they don't just get along to well. Unlike other times where they just hang out and deal with each other. But they seriously annoy the hell out of you.
Currently, you were in the middle of an argument with all five of them. England was strangling France, China was standing there stating his opinion, America was yelling non-sense about him being always right, and Russia stood there with a creepy aura coming out of him. With the Axis... Japan was sitting there, pretending like the hole thing wasn't going on, Italy was waving his white flag for who knows what, and Germany looked as mad as ever... not a good sign.
"Damn it, France! What the bloody hell are you thinking!?"
"Ohon-hon-hon~ You english bastard. I am obviously right. Mademoiselle, you agree with me, oui?"
You just stared at the French man, not bothering to answer him.
"You see!? [Name] doesn't agree with you!!" Cue more strangling.
"Aiya! Will you stop arguing!?"
"Ahahaha! The hero is always right! My idea is better, right [Name]?"
"Kolkolkolkol..."
"Ve~ Ve~ Stop fighting please!"
"..."
"Grrr..."
Sighing, you didn't answer again and got up from your seat on the wooden chair. However, when you did, the skirt you were wearing ripped at the bottom. But no one noticed. It was way too loud to hear anyways. You looked down to check it, shielding it with your right arm and saw that your underwear was showing! (don't like to refer it the other way...)
You didn't want to go around looking like that! You would have to go out and get a change of pants from your house! Looking at the person closest to you, which was Germany, you said:
"Germany, hold down the fort! I have to go put on pants!"
Germany looked at you in alarm. That's when he noticed what you were shielding with your right arm. As for the others, they stopped what they were doing and looked at you to notice the same thing. All of their faces were dyed a light red shade. All except of Italy who was just being his usual self.
...Well, at least they stopped arguing.
"Guys, hold down the fort! I have to go put on pants!"
Why is it that everything the allies discuss end up in arguments? There can never be an exact answer but the fact that they don't just get along to well. Unlike other times where they just hang out and deal with each other. But they seriously annoy the hell out of you.
Currently, you were in the middle of an argument with all five of them. England was strangling France, China was standing there stating his opinion, America was yelling non-sense about him being always right, and Russia stood there with a creepy aura coming out of him. With the Axis... Japan was sitting there, pretending like the hole thing wasn't going on, Italy was waving his white flag for who knows what, and Germany looked as mad as ever... not a good sign.
"Damn it, France! What the bloody hell are you thinking!?"
"Ohon-hon-hon~ You english bastard. I am obviously right. Mademoiselle, you agree with me, oui?"
You just stared at the French man, not bothering to answer him.
"You see!? [Name] doesn't agree with you!!" Cue more strangling.
"Aiya! Will you stop arguing!?"
"Ahahaha! The hero is always right! My idea is better, right [Name]?"
"Kolkolkolkol..."
"Ve~ Ve~ Stop fighting please!"
"..."
"Grrr..."
Sighing, you didn't answer again and got up from your seat on the wooden chair. However, when you did, the skirt you were wearing ripped at the bottom. But no one noticed. It was way too loud to hear anyways. You looked down to check it, shielding it with your right arm and saw that your underwear was showing! (don't like to refer it the other way...)
You didn't want to go around looking like that! You would have to go out and get a change of pants from your house! Looking at the person closest to you, which was Germany, you said:
"Germany, hold down the fort! I have to go put on pants!"
Germany looked at you in alarm. That's when he noticed what you were shielding with your right arm. As for the others, they stopped what they were doing and looked at you to notice the same thing. All of their faces were dyed a light red shade. All except of Italy who was just being his usual self.
...Well, at least they stopped arguing.
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Proooobably not a good idea to just YELL that instead of-oh, I dunno-WHISPERING IT? -_-'