Prussia sat at the meeting. He yawned. "West! Can we go home yet?"
Germany sighed. "No Bruder. Keep it down." Prussia frowned. "Whatever…" He reached over and grabbed England's butt. England jumped and turned to France, who was flirting with a maid. England kicked him. Prussia smiled at the fight he just started.
France got up. "What, Angleterre?" England punched him.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
Prussia laughed silently.
"Ai yaaa! Stop fighting, aru!"
"I can stop them because I'm the hero!"
The meeting room was instantly filled with chaos. A balled up piece of paper hit Prussia in the face. "What the hell?" He unrolled it. It read "Meet me in the back of the Café at the end of the meeting." Prussia smiled "Okay, why not" He smiled. This is about the time were Germany yells at everyone then everyone calms down. That's normally how the meetings end. 3. 2. 1.
"EVERYBODY SHUT UP AND SIT DOWN!" Germany shouted. Right on queue. Everyone sat down. "Y-Yes sir."
America sipped his milkshake loudly. England glared at France. France stared back at him and smiled causing the Brit to punch his arm. Germany sighed. "Fine, Fine. Go home."
Prussia walked beside Germany. "Hey, Bruder. Can you drop me off at the Café? I'll be home later!" He beamed at Germany.
Germany sighed. "Fine, Fine." Prussia smiled. He was curious who it was. Maybe it was that cute Belorussian girl? The maid? Italy? Japan? Liechtenstein? So many possibilities! Germany dropped him off in the front of the fancy café. "Bye, Bruder."
"Bye, West! See you later! Kesese"
Prussia headed out to the back of the café. He leaned against the wall and waited.
He felt something wet cover his face. He grabbed at the hand shoving it in his face. He started feeling dizzy and he passed out.