What in the world just happened?
Argh... I can't believe it...
There are some things that are definitely not me at all, but that was just what I did yesterday. You see, yesterday I went to the grocery store with Rodderich. It was all very delightful until suddenly Vash and Lilly showed up as well, they were walking straight toward us, and I knew exactly what was going to happen. They would first pretend to ignore each other, yet continue to walk in each other's direction pretending not to notice, then they'd bump each other's supermarket carts and then pretend to be mad at each other, then they'd argue about cheese or banks or something of the sort. And I could just stay far away secretly shipping them from a distant place unnoticed! Marvelous, right? So forseeing the future event, I told Austria that I needed to get something from the bakery, and made my escape was all perfect until suddenly...
-"Pssst! Psssssst!"
I turned everywhere to see where the noise was coming from. But there was just no one to be seen.
-"Over here! On the table!"
Was that...?
-"Gilbert...?" I asked the open air, then turned to the table, only pastries. Then looked below it, no one.
-"No, Uncle Fritz! Who do you think?" It asked me sarcastically. I looked everywhere, but I couldn't find him anywhere until I finally saw his face... On a little vanilla bismark basket. Was I drunk?
-"Holy chocolate covered dobos torta! I-it spoke!" I almost got a heart attack. I picked the little bismark and looked at it eyes wide open.
-"I heard that you are going through a very tough decision. And I got an answer for you. It's me. You should pick me!" It answered and nodded with a knowing face.
-"W-what?!" I almost dropped it, but that's not lady like, and it is simply too improper.
-"Yep! You see, I am definitely more awesome and simply the right choice for your dessert!" What was going on?!
-"No! You must not listen to that Mr. Idiot! You shall find yourself sticky and dirty after eating it! You must pick me instead. I am a far better choice for a dessert." A Napfkuchen spoke out loud.
Holy chocolate covered dobos torta, what in the world was happening?! Was I high? Was I simply just going mad? I found myself with a bismark on my right and a Napfkuchen on my left, both of them arguing on which of them I should pick. My head was frightenedly swaying from left to right and right to left back, forth, over and again. Just when I thought things could not get crazier and worse, Prussia startled me from behind! And told me that I should buy the bismark. But not just that! He said I should buy the lemon one because the other one was not as good. He also titled the Napkuchen ''disgusting'' and ''not as awesome''. Can you believe that guy?
Anyway, somehow I ended up going with him and his two bad touch friends to some sort of secret hide out that definitely did NOT look safe. It looked like if the whole place would fall apart any minute now. Besides, it wasn't even legal. But regardless, I simply sat on the couch next to Prussia and Spain. After several drinks, and several hilarious stories, I found myself on Gil's lap. Eventually though, my shoe ended up in a dart, and when France brought it to me, Gilbert stole it and stood up, running and not wanting to give it back to me. I ran after him laughing, yes I was really drunk, and ended up fallin on top of him on a chair or something.
-"Thank you Gil!" I said after taking the shoe away from him. Blurry Prussia looked like if he was going to die. Things looked doubled and I found myself going more and more closer to him, when suddenly, I fell asleep.
I AM SO EMBARRASED! I am not going to show my face in public in a couple of centuries. Until it is enough time for the other countries to forget this story, since Prussia is probably going to tell everyone. I want to die. What am I going to do if Austria finds out?