Author's Note- Yes. I always have something to say. My shirt is perfect for Prussia. Seriously. It says 'PROUD TO BE AWESOME'. ...Awesome, huh? xD Well, anyways, I guess I'll give you guys the prompt for the next chapter starting now, so like, right now, I'm on my fourth prompt(Autumn), so what I'll do is tell you the next prompt so you know what to look forward to(Just uhcause.). So, next prompt isss...river. ohgodthatsoundsfun.

*(You'll see why this is here in a moment)- Yes, I'll be referring to America and Prussia as idiots. A LOT. I'm not trying to offend anyone(I'm from America and I'm mostly German,(. In case anyone doesn't know, Prussia was a German kingdom.) so... . Yeah, I don't think I'd be trying to offend myself...Derp.).

SORRY FOR THE REALLY LONG NOTE. I'LL TRY TO STOP THAT, BUT I'M SURE IT WON'T WORK OUT. AGAIN, SORRY, AND... ON TO THE STORY~

Prompt Number Four- Autumn

"Sorry Kiku! I'll just be a little longer. I'd be done if a certain idiot," he shoots a look at the American who's currently on the ground, cracking up, "hadn't decided it would be funny to jump in the pile of leaves that took me twenty minutes to rake."

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! OH MAN, ARTHUR. YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN YOUR FAAACE."

"Oh, it's alright. Are you sure you don't want my help?"

"I...I'm fine. It's my house, you're a guest here. Just hold on for a second."

"No! No! Let me help!"

"It...it's fine! Ki- Ki- Kiku. It's fine. Just let go of the rake. I can do it myself."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. See? I'm almost d-"

He was cut off by a certain 'awesome' Prussian running through his backyard at full speed, screaming at America.

"G-GILBERT! STOP!"

"NO! HEY! ALFR- WOAH! THAT'S ONE AWESOME PILE OF LEAVES~!" he shouts as he gets closer and closer.

"GILBERT! SLOW DO- DON'T! DOOON'T!"

"YEAH! GO GILBERT! GO! GO! GO!"

"NO, STOP!"

"GOOOO~!"

As Prussia continued running, America started running with him, and England and Japan stood in their way. ...Yeah. That didn't stop them. The idiots* continued running, and knocked over the other two standing in their way, and all four fell into the pile that had just finished being raked. They all rolled down the hill that just happened to be there because this author wanted someone to fall down a hill. Multiple shouts in a couple different languages could be heard, when the entire group hit a tree and landed in a huge puddle of mud. Well, mostly England and Japan.

"GAAAAAAAAH. YOU BLOODY IDIOTS."

"A- America-san, why would you do this?"

"AHAHAHA! ARTIE LOOKS SO SILLY~"

"MY NAME'S NOT A- Oh..." He looked at himself, and he was now covered in mud and leaves, and the same with Japan.

"Eeeew! You guys are all ICKY and muddy!" the American said, while giggling at them.

"HEY! IT'S YOUR FAULT!" England shouted at him while flicking mud at him.

"EW! WHY'D YOU DO THAT?" he shouted back, getting a huge handful of mud, and as he tried to swing his arms forward, it all fell out of his hands and hit Prussia in the face.

"AL! THAT'S NOT AWESOME. STOP IT. YOU'RE GOING TO GET ME AND MY AWESOMENESS A TOWEL." he screeched and threw mud in no particular direction, which ended up being where Japan sat.

When it made contact with his face, it knocked him backwards. "AH! P-PLEASE! ALL OF YOU! JUST ST- AAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!"

He stopped mid-sentence when America shoved a fistful of the mud into his mouth as he tried to sit back up.

"A- A- America-san, that was really unca- ACK!" He stopped again to spit out the next handful that was shoved into his mouth before continuing. "S- Stop it. J- j- j- just...Please!"

"Seriously guys. Come on. It's not fu- OW! WAS THAT A ROCK?" England says.

"...Maybeee." the Prussian says.

They continue throwing mud back and forth and yelling at each other for several more minutes, when two voices can be heard in the distance.

"GILBERT. WHERE ARE YOU? IT'S TIME TO COME HOME."

"Ve~ I made dinner!"

The Italian and German continue looking, and come over to the screaming group that's sitting in the mud.

"Wh- what the hell are you guys doing?" Ludwig says, not sure what's happening.

No one seems to notice, and they continue throwing mud at each other. Well, more like Prussia and America throwing mud at England and Japan who just want to get the hell out of there, but can't.

"Oh! That looks like fun!" the Italian squeals, and begins taking off his clothes.

"I-Italy! What are you doing?"

"I'm gonna join them!"

"No, you're not."

"Yaaaaay~" he shouts before landing in the big mud puddle.

"ITALY!" the four of them shout(Except for Japan, who adds on the extra '-kun!')

Everyone's now covered in even more mud than before, and there's now a half-naked Italian trying to swim around in the puddle. Japan tries to stand up, wanting to get out of the cold mud. He's about halfway off the ground, and falls back down, splashing England with mud. The German is still really confused about what was happening.

Prussia just laughs and throws mud at him. Japan starts to get a little irritated and throws a handful at him, but he misses and hits Germany.

"OOOH! NICE GOING JAPAN! YOU HIT WEST. AHAHAHA~ THAT'S HILARIOUS."

The younger German looks down at his now stained pants, and sighs.

"I-Italy. Come on. Prussia, you too. It's time to go home."

"NOT AWESOME," the Prussian shouts, slamming his fists down into the mud, spraying everyone, "THIS IS TOO MUCH FUUUN! I DON'T WANNA GO!"

He sighed, and started to laugh a bit as he saw the Japanese and English men trying to get away while they were still distracted, but fell flat on their asses every time. They stayed distracted for a while, when Japan got the idea to roll out of the puddle. So, he rolled, stood up, and he was... RUNNING! RUNNING RUNNI- ...He fell. When he let out a yelp as he fell, everyone looked at him again. England understood what he did, and repeated Japan's actions(Minus falling) and they ran back inside.

They hadn't realized how late it was, and they looked back outside at the 3 idiots still sitting in the freezing cold mud, and Germany who was getting fed up with trying to get them out.

They laughed at each other for being covered in mud, and went to go get cleaned up.

Author's Note- OHMYGODTERRIBLEENDINGLIEKWOAH. But I just wanted to get this done. I've seriously been working on this since Friday. Yes. A- a- and it's not because I was resisting the urge to have them go off to take a shower and ,OHNO. Ehehehe... (IfanyonewantsmetoISOwill. Ifsomeoneasksme,thatis. But I'll go like, post it on my LJ that I don't have set up or something. I 'unno.) But my 'Autumn' prompt sorta turned into more of 'Japan, England, Prussia, and America all fall down a hill and into a big puddle of mud, and have a huge epic battle with England and Japan(Who really just want to get the hell out of there) vs. America and Prussia with Germany and Italy showing up in the middle of everything, Italy strips, thinking it's necessary to do so, and I'm sitting there, completely clueless after that because I'm trying to resist the urge(THAT I TOTALLY DIDN'T HAVE. Ehehe...) to have England and Japan run off and ...' Aha.