A/N: I love France, Spain and Prussia and so, this little story was born. Beware for stupidity, lack of betaing, use of the word 'fag' twice, use of country names and more that a little bit of stupidity.
"We need a name for our trio of awesomeness," Prussia declares enthusiastically one lazy afternoon.
"And what do you have in mind?" France asks mildly.
"'Prussia and the Chickadees'," the albino declares happily, a smug smile plastered on his face. Spain and France glance at each other, then at Prussia.
"No," the brunette and the blonde nations state monotonously and in unison.
"Do you have a better idea?" Prussia says while looking defeated after his idea got rejected.
"We could always use the first initials of our human names," France suggests mildly. Spain bursts out into hysterical laughter. Prussia furrows his eyebrows in confusion.
"What the hell's so funny?"
"He's Francis, I'm Antonio, and you're Gilbert!" France immidiately bursts into laughter along with the Spaniard, while Prussia still looks confused.
"Our names spell out 'fag'," France states simply after Spain and himself stop laughing. Prussia coughs and turns a shade of red, and promptly tries to change the subject.
"How about…."
Spain cuts off Prussia by exclaiming: "Los Tres Amigos!"
"La~me! I think it would be best to dub us as The Bad Touch Trio!"
Spain blinks. "What in the name of god is a Bad Touch?"
"Everything I touch is badass and since you guys are friends with me, you guys can touch things and make them badass!" Prussia's face lights up.
"I've got an even better name: The Badass Trio!"
"I like that!" Spain says with a smile.
"….It's better than fag, I suppose."
Los Tres Amigos=The Three Friends in Spanish.