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America walked over to Russia and he was slightly curious as to what Russia was wearing under that brown coat.
'I only know the colors are white, red, and blue.' America mentally thought to himself and he noticed that Russia was all by himself, but it figures because some other Nations find Russia to be a bit scary and twisted.
"Hey, Russia." America said causally and he noticed that Russia just looked at him.
"It looks like you changed, da." Russia commented innocently and then added lightly. "Are you wearing shorts under your skirt?"
"Yes, Oh and by the way want to join the drinking contest?" America asked slowly and he noticed that Russia had a twisted smile.
"Yes and Vodka is my fuel, da." Russia replied and America was curious about what was under the coat.
",But before that Russia." America started to say and he managed to drag Russia away from the party area. "I'm really curious about something."
America and Russia were alone in an empty room. Russia tilted his head and he knew that America simply wanted to know everything sort of like how he knew everyone will become one with Russia.
"You want to know my outfit, da." Russia commented lightly and he decided to humor America for right now.
"Yep." America stated calmly and he watched as Russia took off the brown coat.
Meanwhile England was gritting his teeth and he hoped that Russia was not going to kill America. China sighed heavily and he knew America of all Nations can stand up to Russia, but it still made him feel uneasy. Japan briefly felt white ribbon with little golden stars that was around his neck and hoped that America was alright for Russia is rather twisted. The three of them just decided to wait and watch the other interaction of the others.
"Hey, Germany. How do I look, vee?" Italy asked cheerfully and he twirled around at a rather fast rate showing his dark green underwear. Germany's cheeks were bright red and he quickly looked away. Italy was wearing a dark green skirt that was a few inches above his knee's, a short sleeve red shirt, and frilly white socks to his knee along with ankle high black boots with a heel. It was more or less because of Germany that Italy was wearing something modest, but in return Italy picked out what Germany had to wear.
"Italy, Please do not twirl. Your underwear shows when you do that." Germany managed to say and he sighed heavily to himself for Italy is rather careless. In fact there are plenty of carelessness going on such as what America had on before England showed up. There was also a select few such as Spain and his own bruder Prussia who wore even less clothing than America.
'My own bruder wore less than America, but then again under this long skirt is a skimpy mini skirt that Italy picked out for me. Along with a so called shirt under my perfectly modest shirt. How did Italy talk me into this again?' Germany mentally thought to himself and then sighed heavily for at times Italy can talk him into things such as going to Poland's party.
"So? It is fun and you should do that too. After all it is a party." Italy commented cheerfully and he flipped up Germany's skirt. "You have on two skirts, vee. Plus you are wearing the shirt I chose out for you under that long sleeved shirt."
"Germany, you promised me that you would wear the skirt." Italy whined and he quickly pulled down the first skirt leaving Germany's skirt that was under it on. "More comfy and better looking, vee."
"Italy. I was wearing it even though it was under another skirt." Germany said firmly and he looked at him with stern blue eyes. "I do not want to show the world my legs."
",But you had it under that long skirt." Italy whined and he ripped the skirt. "Oops, I torn it in half."
Germany covered his face and he felt so embarrassed at the shortness of the skirt. His legs felt incredibly bare and he tried to tug it down, but it was in vain and Germany sighed heavily to himself.
"Come on Germany and have some fun. You look cute, vee." Italy commented cheerfully and he managed to take off Germany's shirt that was covering up the one that Italy chose.
"Italy why must you do this to me?" Germany managed to ask calmly and he watched as Italy tore the shirt in half again while smiling brightly. "Is wearing this skirt not enough? Why must I wear this shirt although I have my doubts about it being a shirt. It is not proper and it is downright humiliating."
"Because you have to have fun. Otherwise you'll be like England, vee." Italy replied and he stared at Germany who was trying to tug the skirt down. Germany bit his lip and he regretted agreeing to let Italy chose the outfit. "You have nice long legs because you are tall and built, but not over the top kind of built."
Germany's cheeks flushed and then he managed to glare at Italy who was smiling brightly. He sighed heavily and then shook his head for Italy can be quite bothersome, but Italy is Italy. Germany tried again to pull down the black mini skirt that was to his mid thigh and it was quite bothersome. Italy noticed right away he could see Germany's panties that were made out of silk and the color was dark red along with having in dark green 'Italy' printed all around.
"I like the panties I chose out for you. I can see them, vee." Italy commented happily and he watched as Germany's cheeks turned pink. "I wanted to see them so I chose a really short mini skirt and you have really strong, but slender legs. I love seeing my name on your panties, vee."
"Quit looking, Italy." Germany managed to say firmly and he sighed heavily for this is rather embarrassing. It was useless to even try and pull down his so called shirt. He felt utterly exposed and was it worth it to make sure Italy was properly dressed?
'Italy has no problems with nudity, but I do not want him running around naked and exposed. It is already a pain making sure Italy does not get into trouble and not being thrown into jail or being captured, but when it does happen it is costly to me.' Germany thought tiredly, but Italy is his friend and that is what friends do. 'Right? Although Italy does not return the favor instead he eats pasta and sings odd songs, but I can't bring myself to hate or wanting to be away from Italy. Despite everything and I feel rather confused around Italy, but I want to keep him safe. I'm not really good with emotions and ever since I first saw Italy my feelings have been rather mixed up. Why?'
",But Germany." Italy whined and he pouted for a moment before forcing his eyes to look at Germany's shirt. The gold colored shirt was short sleeved and it exposed Germany's mid drift completely along with showing off those slender looking hips and Italy smiled brightly as his eyes wandered around looking at Germany's built body. "It is difficult and I like looking at you, vee. You are really slim, but really strong and built too."
Germany hoped that no one was listening or watching, but also hopes that no one will notice the shameless outfit and mentally hoped that the party will be over soon.
'Never again will I go to a party with Italy. How can I face anyone when the world meeting comes around?' Germany thought and he bit his lip. 'Well, It is understandable as to why America along with Spain and my bruder decided to show off. Regardless I do not think the others will care and at least France is not here.'
"You look cute, vee. You look a lot less scary." Italy said cheerfully and he noticed that Germany's hands covered his own face. "Come on you need to have more fun in life and stop worrying about everything, vee."
"I give up." Germany muttered quietly and Italy cheerfully grabbed his hand.
'I'm doomed and I might as well give up now otherwise Italy will whine loudly which would make me look bad.' Germany mentally thought and he sighed to himself for Italy is always dragging him into things. 'Just like how I go and help him every single time he calls me.'
"Let's dance." Italy commented calmly and then added. "Let's have fun and Let's flash the other Nations our underwear, but in your case panties. Poland has Pasta made see it is on the table, but first things first let's show off!"
Before Germany could protest it was already too late and Italy's was already spinning them both around in a circle. Germany could have broke the hold on his hands, but he did not want to hurt Italy and just pretended there was no one else around.
'It is difficult to say no to Italy only because half the time he does not even listen when I do say No to him. Not difficult to say no, but for Italy to understand no. Which sometimes makes saying no pointless and a waste of time.' Germany thought to himself and he decided to relax at least for right now. Italy was laughing cheerfully and he was having fun with spinning himself along with Germany around.
"Italy has Germany wrapped around his little finger." England muttered to himself and he sighed heavily to himself. Japan nodded in agreement and he wondered what was taking America so long. China was looking in the opposite direction and he was watching Spain who was with Romano.
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