A/N This is based off a drawing I did. You can see it here: .com/#/d4q5orf
Prussia glanced through his closet, wondering what to wear. He was after all, meeting adorable Northern Italy at the costume party.
Of course, Prussia wanted to see North Italy's southern regions. No, he did not mean Romano.
Grinning, he pulled out an outfit Spain had given to him a while back.
"Perfect."
Prussia walked into the party, smirking as everyone in the room turned to look at his awesomeness.
Soon he spotted a very familiar curl bouncing along to Caramelldansen. Drawing closer, he wondered what Italy's costume would be.
Sidling up next to Italy, Prussia suddenly stopped cold. He felt a blush grow across his cheeks.
Italy was dressed as Reimu.
A trickle of blood ran from Prussia's nose as Italy danced, unaware of what he was doing to the Prussian.
Prussia's single thought was one simple statement.
Wish my waiter costume covered more…