One day Germany and Italy were sitting out at a huge table at Japan's house. They were both very confused on what to do. Japan had invited almost quite a lot of other countries to show them all a anime he had made called Hetalia. Both Germany and Italy were invited and they were wondering what to wear. There was so many different combination of uniforms and formal attire. There were also so many boots or shoes to wear and who knew if they should year their gloves or not!
"Germany," Italy moaned lifting his head from the table. He was looking at Germany with a very sorry looking face. His auburn eyes were mixed with doubt and his one curl that stuck always sticking out of his head was drooping.
"What is is Italy?" Germany replied opening his blue eye and running his hand through his slicked, blond hair.
"What are we going to wear Germany? What if there are some pretty ladies there and what if I wear the wrong clothing? It would be a disaster, Germany, a disaster!"
"Is that really what you are worrying about?!" Germany let his head hit the table. "Well lets see about all of the options that you and I have."
"Ok."
"You can go first," Germany ordered as he sat right up into his hair and the leaned over on his hands as if he was in a war meeting.
"Well... I have either my uniform and then I have my formal attire. With each one I could either were black or brown boots. That or I could wear either black or brown dress shoes. I also have to option of having no gloves or gloves," Italy told Germany thinking of all the possibilities. "So in all I have... umm... twelve different possibilities... Germany that is a lot of possibilities!"
"Yeah, I guess so..." Germany murmured. "So which was are you doing?"
"... I think that I am going with my uniform with black boots and gloves... Wow that was really hard Germany! What do you have to wear?"
"Well... I have three different uniforms I can wear and one suit. I also have black boots and black dress shoes. Then I also have two different belts I can wear. So in all I have... conveniently twelve... the same as you."
"Wow we are like twins!" Italy smiled a grin that borderlined between awkward and cute.
Germany leaned away from Italy, "Sure, whatever. I think I'm going to wear my second uniform and then my black boots with my first belt."
"Now we knew what to wear!:" Italy got up and danced away to get changed in his choice of clothing. Germany rolled his eyes when he heard Italy say, "The ladies are going to dig me!" as he left.
Rolling his eye Germany suddenly wondered what car they should use. There was all sorts of cars they could have. There the colors of black, red, green and blue. They also could either go into a limo or in one of their three sport cars. How many possibilities was that? Sixteen? Germany shrugged as he moved to the bedroom Japan had let him borrow while he was there. Germany guessed that he could let Italy chose from one of them. At that moment all he hoped was that Italy wouldn't pick that bright green limo.
Thank you for reading my very short Fanfiction! XD (math is only fun when you involve Hetalia!