Pranking France was not as easy as America had thought it would be. Sure, France fell for the prank easily, but far from being upset about his newly bright pink hair, he'd seemed to have decided he looked good in it, and proceeded to flaunt the dyed hair to everyone until England grew so sick of it he changed it back with magic. It wasnt just America either.
It was easy to rope Australia into his pranks, and when Australia replace all France's expensive suits with casual comfort clothes like torn jeans, oversized t-shirts and hoodies as long as dresses, America was certain he would get to see France's distraught face. Not so. The both Australia and America's disappointment, France seemed to take to the loose clothing, even going so far as to wear the hoodie dress to the movie night.
It was time to get help. It was hockey season for Canada, so America knew better than to bother him and Monaco was much to prim and proper to engage in such activities. Instead, Australia and him cornered Seychelles, and once she understood what was being asked, she smirked mischievously and agreed to help. Her plan was simple. France was well known for and proud of his cooking. All they needed to do was somehow make it taste awful.
For a while it seemed their plan would work. Seychelles had brought Monaco to distract france while the other three added whatever they felt like to France's french onion soup. America dumped in some mustard, Australia some Vegemite, and Seychelles added some pickled fish. They kept going until it was sufficiently disgusting. Finally, it was time to eat, and France settled them down at the table and bustled about with silverware while Monaco brought in the pot of soup. America, Australia and Seychelles threw eachothwr meaningful glances and snickered amongst themselves.
Their delight only lasted till Monaco took a sip of her soup and sighed dreamily. Then France too smacked his lips approvingly and America threw Australia a panicked look. It couldn't be possibly, right? Not after all the stuff they added? Seychelles reached for her spoon timidly, and a moment later confirmed their fears with a soft moan. America quickly reached for his spoon and shoveled a spoonfull into his mouth. Instantly he mepted into a puddle of despair, soon joined by Australia, amd the rest of the meal was finished with a somber awe.
"Hey." Australia finally broke the silence and the dejectedly left France's place and headed home. "Maybe we should just prank England instead Mate."
His suggestion was met with a chorus of half-hearted agreement.
Monaco watched them go theough the window with a self satisfied smirk. "Zhat was worth preparing another pot beforehand." She commented to France, who was tugging the other "modified" pot of Soup out of hiding and placing it next to the good one on the counter. "But what are you going to do with it? There's no way anyone could eat it? " She continued curiously.
France smirked Devilishly in return.
"There's one."
England suddenly felt a huge sense of foreboding as though something twrribke was about to happen.