"Pay attention," England sighs quietly to France, distractedly picking at one of his gloves. "And stop playing that bloody game - we all know America and Japan play it enough as it is."
"Yes mum," says France snarkily, smirking at the disgusted scowl the Englishman directs at him. England raises a hand threatening, causing Francis to squeak and cower away.
"Would both of you quit fighting for one meeting?" Germany spits out harshly, leaning forward on his podium and staring at the two with murderous intentions. England coughs, muttering a quiet apology, while France snickers to himself.
"I GOT IT!" Prussia screams abruptly, jumping to his feet and jabbing a finger roughly towards France. "Take that, you Mystic piece of shit!"
"Shit," France hisses, staring at the bright red Pokemon Gym on his phone screen.
"Will you two also stop playing that stupid game?" Germany adds, bitterly, whacking his brother in the back of the head. Prussia grimaces and France smirks a little.
Of course, nobody notices Spain pulling out his phone and taking the gym for himself, the little shit.
this is so fucking true. us instincts just wait for valor and mystic to brawl it out and then take the gym for ourselves. ;)
no offense to people of other teams btw this was just for fun i swear.
i just randomly thought of this and had to write something, sorry. xD