Dynamite
"Ve~, Prussia, what are you doing~?" Italy asks. Prussia jumps, turning around.
"Italy! What're you doing here?!" He asks, surprised.
"Ve~, Germany said that he was sure you were up to something since we hadn't seen you all day. So, what are you doing~?"
"Hey, Prussia, we're all set up over here!" Spain calls, running up to the two. He stops, his face paling. "Oh...uh, hey, Italy....what're you doing here?"
"In all honesty, Germany sent me to keep an eye on Prussia." Italy replies, a vacant expression on his face. Spain and Prussia look at each other, then shrug.
"Hey, be our guest, but can you move some of this Dynamite over there?" France asks, coming out of nowhere. Italy looks at him for a minute, before breaking out in a relaxed smile.
"Ve~, ok~!" He says, bending down to pick up a box. Prussia pulls his two friends over to the side.
"Oi, is it really ok for him to help out? France, you should know better than anyone, how clumsy Italy is. The awesome me feels uncomfortable letting him handle the explosives."
"Well—"
"Ve~, can I light this~?" They hear Italy ask. They turn to see him holding a lit dynamite stick. Spain and France have horrified looks on their faces, while Prussia just smirks.
"I-Ita-chan! No, throw that! No, don't hold it so close to your face—!" The two run towards him, trying to make him understand, while Prussia just stands there. He only reacts when it explodes, by bursting out laughing. He was a safe distance from the explosion, while the other three were close to it. Spain managed to take it from Italy and throw it before it exploded, but they were still pretty close to it.
"That was AWESOME!" Prussia exclaims, laughing. Spain and France are coughing up a storm, while Italy it just standing there with that vacant expression still on his face.
"Ve~, is that what Germany sent me here to check on~?"
"Eh, who knows? Just tell West that we weren't doing nothin'." Prussia replies, walking over to them.
"Ok." He replies, shrugging, before skipping off into the sunset.
"Hey...don't you think Germany would notice the soot?" France asks. There is a short pause, before Prussia exclaims:
"Hurry!"
A/N: Ve~, my mind went on vacation during this one~
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Yeah....I know it's no good. In truth, I don't know how to spell Dynamite. Is that the correct spelling, I wonder~? I'm tired.
