You thought your orthodontist was done putting you through hell once your braces stopped hurting, but no, you still had more. You were sporting rubber bands hooked to the rail road tracks on your teeth. Your size? Italy.
When you got to school the next day, you were greeted by your close friends Felicino and Gilbert. Feliciano immediately asked what new colors you had on your braces. You showed your teeth to your two friends with alternating (f/c) and (color that complements f/c) rubber bands from the top front hook to the bottom back hook.
"That looks like it hurts, (name)," Feliciano said.
"It does, Feli. Looked at how small they are!" you said, taking out the little bag that said 'Italy' with big, bright green words across the top. You opened the bag to show Feliciano and Gilbert the size of the rubber band, but you were suddenly distracted. Gilbert had started laughing for what appeared to be no reason.
"Kesesese, so, (name), would you say you had Italy in your mouth?" Gilbert said in between laughing fits. You weren't quite sure what he meant by that, but Feliciano seemed suddenly embarrassed. Slightly confused and not knowing what to say next, you just agreed.
Gilbert doubled over laughing. Tears were forming in his eyes from laughing to hard. A familiar voice came and started telling at Gilbert for hanging out with his fratello, and pulled Feliciano away. Now you were even more confused while Gilbert started complaining about his side hurting and walked away. No one bothered to explain to you what exactly happened and what was so funny about having Italy rubber bands on your braces.
~*~*~ Le time skip ~*~*~
Years later, you're chilling in your basement with Feliciano. He had something really important to tell you.
"Well, (name), I represent the country of Italy and Feliciano is my human name," he said while he explained which of you friends were countries. Now you got Gilbert's joke, and you blushed knowing now that it was perverted and rather funny.
So, two of my friends who go to the same orthodontist have had the size rubber bands called Italy (there is also a size called China, but neither of them have had it). When I learned of this, I laughed for what felt like forever. Now, these two friends are my Canada and Italy and I make jokes like this all the time with my Russia. Prussia's reaction was my reaction, BTW