Okay so I came up with this idea while at Kmart looking through the clearance rack. I saw a pair of boxers that said will trade wife for beer and had pictures of tankards of beer on it. I immediately thought of this story.
I don't own hetalia never have never will even though I wish I did.
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Hungary heard Prussia coming into the bedroom
"Hey Hun like my new boxers" he said.
She looked over at him, saw his boxers and threw a pillow at him
"What was that for" he yelled
"Do you know what your boxers say" she yelled back.
"Will trade wife for beer, but I..."
"I don't care tonight your sleeping on the couch."
"But.."
"No buts"
"Hun"
"Don't Hun me, Go to the couch now. Or do I need to get my frying pan."
"No" he picked up the pillow and with one last mournful glance he left the room.
Fin
