I guess this was all France's fault. He was the one who left an open bottle of wine on the counter next to the cage. Or maybe it was Spain's fault for bumping the wine. Either way, it happened which was a while new problem all together.
Wine had been poured into the water that the bird touch trio drank out of. Now they were drunk. The only thing that could compare to the bad touch trio when they were drunk was a more drunk bird touch trio. On top of that, the cage had been left open, and so was the window. Now the drunken animals had aces to the world.
"I wasn't *hic* doin nothin *hic*" Tortuga, who probably was the most drunk, had been having a wild night.
"I saw you... with that tomato... You haven.. fun? Why does it have a mustache and a curl?" Gilbird swayed back and forth. "Whered... that Pierre go...?"
Over on the other side of the street, there was a huge pile of birds. Some were male and some were female. All were swooning over Pierre, dirty bird.
A few hou4rs later, the three 'friends' were passed out in a gutter. The had had one too many drinks. Their fun was now over.
Soon came along an angry Austrian. Prussia had called in the middle of the night asking for help. Apparently, he had lost his beloved gilbird. Now he wanted Austria to find hi since he was too drunk to see straight.
Austria stopped in his tracks when he saw something move in the gutter. Upon closer inspecion, it was the three missing pets. Laughing to himself, the musical nation scooped up the birds and took them as hostages.
"That will teach Prussia to invade my vital regions!"
This was really hard because this is the dirtiest thing I've ever written. Sorry if they are ooc.
:{P Suck it! Even my face has a mustache! Lovi is taking over!