Roberto's Grand Adventure.
Germany was sitting on his couch one day, minding his own business, eating wurst, when something crossed his mind.
"WHERE THE FUCK IS ITALY?" Germany yelled. His older brother Prussia flew through the floor with a mini skirt, and Canada plush doll.
"You lost him!" Prussia asked, shocked that the Italian was nowhere to be found. As the two were catching flies due to their mutual shock, a NINJA flew through . The two men looked at the ninja, then back to each other, then back to the ninja, then back to each other. Sadly, they aren't ninjas, but if they would stop eating all those wurst and got off their asses, the could sort of be like a ninja.
"Italy's not here" The ninja said, he clapped his hands together yelling "Moon prism power no jutsu!" and the ninja turned out to be Japan.
"Oh hey Japan! Fancy seeing you here! You know where that ninja went?" Prussia and all his awesomeness asks.
"We have no idea where Italy is. If he isn't here, he's usually with you. He couldn't possibly be at his own house." Germany says
"Yes, it is strange. I've sent my home's greatest warriors to look for him." Japan says
"Your samurai?" Germany asks. Prussia was still looking for the ninja.
"No, a group of teenage girls with special abilities and tiny mini skirts" Japan says with a blank stare… he wasn't joking. Before Germany could ask more about the tiny mini skirts, Italy popped out of a portrait of wurst with a red plumber outfit on.
"IT'S-A ME! ITALY!" The Italian yells. Germany looks to Japan for an answerer.
"Time to call of my mini skirt brigade." Japan says pulling out the phone of tomorrow of today.
"WHERE THE FUCK IS THAT NINJA!" Prussia asks his Canada plush doll.