Greece didn't know what would go wrong.
It was adorable, really, with cute blushing cheeks, and a pastry body, not to mention the fact that it crapped rainbows (BA or what?). Taking the cute critter to a meeting was a great idea in his mind. What fun they could do together while the other countries were beating the shit out of each other! Snuggling, napping, cuddling, sleeping… Just thinking about his plans made the Greek sleepy. He could hardly wait!
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For once, the meeting seemed to have progress. Of course, just when things were starting to get done…
"No, screw YOU, Prussia!" Romano hissed angrily, trying to throw a punch at Prussia. The commotion caused many nations' heads to turn, including Germany, who facepalmed and sighed.
"Not again…" He muttered, watching his idiot brother and Romano with an almost bored expression. It seemed those two were always looking for a fight, whether it was over spilled beer, paper, or (Germany didn't really know how this one started) who was prettier.
Going back to the action, the two nations were now standing and squaring off. No one really knew how Prussia managed to piss off the Italian this time but many believed it had something to do with Prussia teasing Romano about wearing dresses. It was considered a dark time in the older Italian's eyes. Why? Well, what if you were a boy and you had to wear dresses? Italy didn't seem to care but Romano HATED them.
"Kesese!" Prussia cackled, dodging the punches with ease. "The awesome me can't be hurt!" This comment infuriated Romano even more, resulting in a body slam that knocked both countries to the floor, who then rolled around and clawed at each other. Unfortunately, Prussia came a bit too close to Greece and his kitty, who were napping under the meeting table. With a clean swipe that left the kitty's body bleeding jelly (strawberry, to be exact), the critter jumped up and flew, literally, around the meeting room, engulfing the nations in a rainbow haze.
"LIKE, NO, THE KITTY SHITTED RAINBOWS ON ME!" Poland screeched. "YOU OWE ME FOR THIS COACH BAG!" His eyes teared up and he stroked his designer bag lovingly. The other nations were in a state of complete panic as a strange sensation began to wash over them. Greece, however, was still fast asleep.
"Dudes! I feel weird!" America laughed, although there was a trace of fear in his voice. "What's happening?" He turned to France, who was busy groping England.
"Ohonhonhon~, you're so cute…" France cooed, earning a slap from England. Wait… since when did France like guys? He was always making passes at women, never men. As America mused over this, across the meeting room, two Nordic countries spoke.
"I like men now." Norway said simply, turning to Denmark. They stared for a while before Denmark pulled the stoic nation into a kiss. Without further ado, they swiftly rolled under the meeting table, dangerously close to Greece. For the rest of the meeting, the nations were either a) making out b) panicking or c) wondering what the hell just happened.
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"Nyannyannyan." Nyan Cat purred, seeing his work was done He swiftly flew out the window. However, just to make sure his work was complete, he checked the meeting room from afar with his gaydar…
See, children, this is why the countries are all homosexual… XD
'kayso, this is my first story. Don't expect it to be AMAZING. :P
It'll be updated infrequently…
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