PuddlesLover: *busts through door* I'M HERE! Ah! *trips over waffle* What the? DO WE LIKE WAFFLES? YES WE LIKE WAFFLES!
Arashi: *walks through door* Well now that everyone has a O.O face: yo, I'm Arashi.
PuddlesLover: * jumps up* And I'm Puddles! *rains* Well s***.
Arashi: *opens big umbrella* Well what do you expect with puddles in your name? Anyway, this is a rp we've been doing on Howrse.
PuddlesLover: Yeah, but we're inside! And yesh, yesh it is. Starring the Hetalia people! Plus Michigan...*glomps Prussia* PRUSSIA! YOU ARE A NATION AND ALWAYS WILL BE!
Prussia: What the hell? Uh...thanks?
Arashi: Ha ha. Before we get to the story I just want to say that all flames will be used to cook hotdogs and rost marshmellows.
PuddlesLover: * yells from prussia spot at the word meeting* It's roast and marshmallows! ! Geez! Speak english! No habla espanol! Habla inglez et francais por favor!
Everyone: ...?
Spain: *boss face*
PuddlesLover: Oh and reviews will be wrapped around a smores made with the flames and sent back to their owner to show how much we love them! (if you want a hot dog just say so)
Arashi: Yeah, I can't spell good to save my life. But anyway, enjoy! ^_^ Also we don't own anything, except for Michigan. She's my OC.
PuddlesLover: I refuse to say I don't own Prussia! *grim reaper of fanfic shows up* (he exists!) Ok! Ok! I don't own him! Enjoy!
Prussia: S*** now I'm stuck being the awesome me, and no one is going to like me
Michigan: Aww I like you Prussia. Like England you're a close second in my fave book.
Prussia: Yay! *hugs* Who are you again?
Michigan: Arashi. ^_^
Prussia: Duh, I meant what country?
Michigan: Oh, I'm more of a State. Michigan to be exact. (that's the only OC I have right now. Please don't hurt me! *hides from state OC haters*)
Prussia: I no know what oc is, and I don't hurt states!
Michigan: Can't be too careful with how my economy is.
Prussia: Yeah, sorry bout your dad by the way, he's kinda annoying, but then again that's what people say about me.
Michigan: *shrug* It's ok, he only acts that way to keep up the appearance that nothing's worng. You're not annoying, you just know how to have fun.
Prussia: Yesh! I love you! *hugs* You will always be my friend Michigan! *squeezes you to death*
Michigan: Prussia...can't...breathe...
Prussia: *still hugging you but not as tightly* You realize I'm not gonna let go right?
Michigan: Ya gonna have to sometime. It'll be a bit hard to get work done. Not to mention America would probably go into over-protective mode and beat you within an inch of your life.
Prussia: Nuh uh *pouts and hugs tighter* I don't care, and I'm supposed to be dead anyway so ha!
Michigan: Not really, from what I've heard the country of Prussia became what is known today as East Germany. But yes you'll need to let go sometime. I'm not showering and what not with you latched onto me.
Prussia: Exactly my point, and O.O I forgot about that...America would probably kill me if he saw that. I'll probably just wait outside the door.
Michigan: Yes, yes he would. In fact, you're lucky I'm hiding till the elections are over or he probably would throw you into one of the Great Lakes the second he saw you clinging to me like this.
Prussia: But why? And I can swim! Sort of...
Michigan: Because he's over-protective of all 50 of us. You should see him when Russia comes over for a meeting. Poor Alaska is pretty much put into a form of a witness protection program.
Prussia: Aw, hey, were you really accidentally cut in half? *refuses to let go*
Michigan: *tries to pry arms off* I wasn't "cut in half." The UP is my little brother. Wisconsin didn't really want him since it seemed there wasn't anything of value in his land so he was given to me as a bribe to let Ohio have the Toledo Strip.
Prussia: Oh ok *holds on tighter* No! I will never let go! NEVER!
Michigan: *sigh* So you'll sit through meetings with my governor as well as other states, and go to the little get-togethers America sets up for us to have "family time."
Prussia: Yesh.
Michigan: ...You know America's gonna kill you the second he finds out about this, right?
Prussia: Yesh, I don't care. *sticks out tongue*
Michigan: How about a compromise? You can fallow me around all you want, within reason of course, but you'll need to keep the clinglyness to a minimal.
Prussia: Yay! But aw! Why! *gilbird nestles in hair* Oh hello Gilbird.
Michigan: He's so cute! 3 But in answer to your question, it'll be hard to walk let alone do anything with you hanging on to me.
Prussia: He's a sexy bird *gilbird puffs out his feathers which somehow never turned into adult feathers but stayed as down* And oh ok. *reluctantly lets go*
Michigan: Thank you. A sexy bird? Ok, if you say so. He's still cute either way.
Prussia: Duh he's sexy, he's MY bird! *smirks* *blushes* C-can I hold your hand?
Michigan: *warm smile* Sure. You know, you're cute too when you blush.
Prussia: *blush changes to crimson* T-that because I'm awesome! *takes hand and walks quickly to the meeting*
Michigan: *giggles and fallows* Of course you are.
Prussia: *busts doors open* THE AWESOME ME AND MICHIGAN ARE HERE!
America: *twitch* Dude...You got 3 seconds to explain why you're holding her hand.
Michigan: Oh this isn't good.
Prussia: 'Cause I'm awesome. *smug smile*
Scotland: Best answer eva.
America: Wrong answer. *starts walking over, cracking his knuckles*
Michian: *gets infront of him* Whoa, hold it! No need to get violent now. Prussia was a good boy. *looks over* Right?
Prussia: *cowering behind you* R-right.
England: America sit down. And Alistair shut the bloody hell up, you're not even supposed to be here!
Scotland: Aw but yer so cute when ya get all angreh like that, ye look like ye used ta when you were but a wee lad.
America: *takes a seat next to me* *pouts at England* Fine. *looks at Prussia* But I'm watching you, got that?
Michigan: *ignores America and goes to a seat* Really, Scotland? England used to be a cute kid?
Scotland: Aye! Believe it or not, the wee dingwhal used ta actually look and ahct almost sweet at times. *smug*
Ireland: Tis true, we all thought 'e was the best li''le brothe eva but then he became an uptight pain in the ahs.
Michigan: Huh, wonder what caused that to change. *looks over* Hey Prussia, there's an empty seat here. *points to the chair on the other side of me*
Prussia: *sits down next to you* Thanks. *gives Scotland air fist bump*
Scotland: Alas, no one knows.
Ireland: *sniggers*
Scotland: But if anyone hurts him they'll be wishin' they were never born. *cracks his knuckles* *glares at America*
Ireland: *nods*
America: *glares at Prussia*
Michigan: *lightly hits his arm* Be nice.
America: Hey I didn't throw Prussia out the window. I think that's being nice. *pouts*
Michigan: *sigh*
Prussia: *stands up* Come at me bro!
Scotland & Ireland: *stand up*
Scotland: We would stay outta this to make it fair...
Ireland: But we still need to repay him for breakin' our brothe's heart!
England: SIT DOWN! If Prussia's dumb enough to get in a fight, then so be it, but I refuse to let you two participate!
Scotland: *glares right back at England*
Ireland: Next time...
Prussia: O.O I forgot how scary they could be...ANYWAY! Whatcha gonna do about this? *demonstrates karate move*
America: *yawns* Dude, I've seen better moves from kids. But if you want a fight...*stands* Then come on. *smug smirk*
Michigan: Umm...I don't think this is a good idea you two...
Prussia: That's exactly what you said to Russia last night. Bring it, I'm a fricken albino!
America: You asked for it! *pulls fist back*
Michigan: CHILDREN! ENOUGH!
America: *pauses and looks over* Huh?
Prussia: *turns to look* What?
Germany: *sneaks over and pins arms behind Prussia's back*
Prussia: NOT COOL MAN! NOT COOL! *struggles* Ah! Why the f*** did I train you?
Michigan: Now then can we please just get to the meeting. If you two really want to beat each other into the ground wait till after the meeting. That way I still have some time to get an ambulance here first.
America: *sits back down* Fine, fine.
Prussia: LET GO WEST! *is free* Gott...*turns to America* Fine, but just remember who trained your military.
Everybody: Ooooh! Burn!
America: *glares* You only trained a small part of it.
Michigan: America!
America: Yeah, yeah. Man, you're almost as bad as England.
Michigan: Well he did take care of me before you did. Just like France did before him.
France: I'm so glad you remember, ma cherie. *smiles in a parental way*
Prussia: *smug*
Scotland: *looks at England* You raised a state? *looks at Michigan* I'm sorry for your loss.
Michigan: Well, as a kid it was a little annoying. He kept trying to turn me into a "proper young lady."
America: We see how that turned out.
Michigan: *hits America up side the head*
America: OW! *rubs head*
Scotland: *evil smirk* (he's good at those)
Prussia: *ducks under table*
*so do Ireland and England*
Scotland: FACEBOOK! *whacks Turkey in the face with a book*
Prussia: *lols*
America: *laughs*
Michigan: Well, that was...random. *trying not to laugh*
Prussia: *laughing so hard he's crying* D-dude! *gasps for breath* That, that was hilarious! *doubles over*
Ireland & England: *come back up*
England: Facebook? Seriously!
Scotland: Aye.
Ireland: *sniggers*
Prussia: I gotta hang out with you more!
Michigan: Maybe I should try that out on Ohio during the Michigan vs. Ohio game.
America: Please don't. I really don't want to hear all of the complaining from that.
Michigan: I'm not making any promises.
Prussia: L o to the fricken L.
Everyone: *WTF faces*
Prussia: What?
Scotland: Ye got ta work on ye ability to make others not think yer a complete idiot first. *smirk*
Prussia: Well you've got to stop thinkin' I don't know yer language ya wee dingwhal.
Scotland: *surprised*
Ireland and England: *snigger*
Michigan: *giggles* Ok, before anything else happens. What's on the agenda for today?
America: Aww, I was hoping you forgot that.
Prussia: *instantly falls asleep at the world meeting*
Scotland: Oi! Wake up!
Prussia: *wakes up*
Scotland: Do ye wanna go drink while these eejits hav fun with their meetin?
Prussia: Hell yeah! Lets do it!
Michigan: Ya know you're going to be yelled at by Germany later, right Prussia?
Prussia: No I won't *smug* I'm not supposed to be here anyways.
Scotland: Neither am I.
Prussia: So we won't be missed.
Scotland: *winks at england* Speak for yerself.
Michigan: And yet you still showed up. Well, mind if I tagged along? As a state there's really not point me being here.
Scotland: Not at all!
Prussia: Nope! C'mon! *offers arm*
Scotland: *throws arm around Prussia's shoulders* Lets tip a pint! Hav fun wit yer meetin! *turns and sticks tongue out at a seething America*
Michigan: I'll see you later, America. Try not to destroy anything before I get home.
America: I want you home no later then 11! And if you try anything Prussia, I'll hunt you down and make you wish you were never born!
Prussia: Touchy, touchy. *smirk*
America: *death glare*
Prussia: *rolls eyes* I won't, I promise. (everyone knows that Prussia will do anything to keep a promise)
Scotland: Shut up so we can actually leave!
America: Good.
Michigan: Ok, ok. *starts heading to the door*