GR begins to flip through the reviews that were just shipped in. Takes one out of interest and it reads:
. . . oh boy Prussia is so gonna be UNawesomely disturbed about this one . . ."
GR couldn't help having her lip quiver with nervousness mixed in with excitement while looking over the set of requests that had come in, "Prussia ain't gonna like this . . ."
The crowd of nations was under an awkward atmosphere: Belarus's cheeks were flaring, hot, red while sending death with her eyes to Lithuania, whom was still under the spells of love at the moment, GR, shuddered, "GEEZ Lithuania! You've been lookin' like you've dosed to death!" America has been gone a while, probably going through a twenty-fourth round of brushing his teeth and tongue of all taste, and don't even think about talking to an Austrian who just went through hell with the Prussian, Austrians are surprisingly scary when they're pissed and in pain.
GR took her stance in front of the nations and cleared her throat, "Another request was sent in-
"ANOTHER?!" Romano screeched, "When is this game going to END? It has been-a nothing but TORTUOUS REQUESTS after ANOTHER! I WANT-A THIS TO BE OVER NOW!"
GR let out a silent breath, "Ehh, sorry . . . I really can't promise you that."
Everyone awaited the next request, GR held the request in front of her, "Well this one is another set of three also!"
Iceland cocked his head, "Another set of three?"
"And "YOU" and your "BROTHER" are on it," GR smirked.
The rest of the Nordics turned their attention to them, Denmark had become engrossed, "The fish-smelling bros? Oooh, GR you've got my attention! Norway slapped him.
China abruptly stood, "What about the third on, aru~?"
GR's smile faltered, "Ahh, the third one . . . is for "West" Germany."
Prussia began to jump in excitement, "KESESE! WUNDERBAR! A DARE for mein awesome Bruder! Was ist ES? What IS it?
GR looked uneasy, "The DARE for Germany says this: "Germany gets dared to slap Russia in the face."
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. . . . "Kolkolkolkolkolkolkolkolkolkolkol~"
The room had become dead silent, except for the hellish, song of Russia's chant of death . . . as you can see in the sentence above. (A/N Hee Hee Fourth Wall X3)
Prussia has ceased jumping, and had a sudden change of visage from "Aggravating Albino" to "Protective Prussian." The Germany of the "East" tenderly threw an arm around the "West" and shook a finger, "Never mind GR, you know what, scrap that one, that is NOT HAPPENING!"
Russia with an eerie aura surrounding him began to confront, "Oh, are you afraid I am going to bring about harm to baby brother?"
Prussia was growing red in fury. GR wanted to continue quickly before things got out of hand between the Russian and the Germans . . . . . again.
"ANYway!" GR announced loudly, "The second DARE requested is that: "Iceland gets dared to call Norway, 'big brother' or 'oni-chan'" and the third: "Norway gets dared to not slap/hit/smack Denmark for a full 2 hours"
Denmark immediately went to Norway and waved a provoking finger, "OoOoOHh, IN YOUR FACE NORWAY! YOU HEARD THE WOMAN, YOU CAN NOT TOUCH "THE KING OF SCANDINAVIA" FOR TWO HOURS!" Denmark then moved his face closer to Norway's in a more provoking manner, "Can you handle it?" Norway only had a stone-face, except for a little irritated, bent in his eyebrows.
Denmark then began to make funny faces, seemingly wanting to torture Norway, "HA HA! YOU CAN'T SMACK ME! YOU CAN'T SMACK ME!" Denmark sang.
Denmark had it coming. Norway, without warning, swung a hand sharply across Denmark's cheek, making him fall over onto his back. Denmark cried and held a hand to his stinging face, "HEY, you weren't supposed to smack me!"
GR grinned, already having an excuse for Norway's attack, "Technically Danes, the two hours haven't started yet, it is only by "my" command, shall the timing start." Denmark whined while Norway had a face of glee appear, of course not just because of a childish Denmark . . . but because of Iceland's DARE; he must call him "big brother."
GR raised her hands to calm the crowd, "Now, let us start with Iceland's DARE," GR and the nations turned to youngest Nordic who sat in adorable embarrassment. GR sat at Iceland's feet, with much interest, "Alright Iceland, say "Big Broth- WAIT! I've got a better idea!" All eyes turned to the host.
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"Say . . . "I LOVE YOU BIG BROTHER!"
Considering that there were very few girl nations in the room, the place was instantly filled with squealing! (Except for Belarus, that is.)
"YES, YES! OH PLEASE SAY IT! PLEASE SAY IT!" Hungary chanted. "It would be SO cute!" agreed Ukraine. "I have never heard you say it, can you PLEASE?" Lili begged. "YES! LOUD ENOUGH SO WE CAN ALL HEAR!" Taiwan added. "Ahh OUI, OUI! HONHONHON! I just LOVE IT when two brothers break free from their emotional cages and finally reveal their brotherly love for each other!" (A/N Wait, FRANCE?)
If anyone could describe how red Iceland was at the moment, it would be Spain, you know why? "Red as a tomato," he always says. Norway could see the crimson blush spread throughout Iceland's face from cheek to ear, he then suddenly felt his smugness reduce. Iceland really was embarrassed big time.
He leaned forward, "Come on Iceland, you can do it."
GR had a smirk on her face, "Yeah! It's for the readers, you know."
Iceland abruptly stood, his ears fuming red, "RIDICULOUS! I am NOT going to call him that!"
Norway grinned, "Come on, you can do it, say you love me."
"No way," Iceland whined, blushing, "It's . . . it's embarrassing!"
GR pinched the bridge of her nose, now starting to feel a little irritated, Man, Iceland is showing lots of restraint here, well sorry requester, I tried . . .
The host stood, hands on her hips, "Well, since it seems that Iceland won't budge . . . let's get a move on with the other DARES shall we? GR whipped her head to the "German Bruders." Prussia was still seemingly tense and was shooting daggers towards Russia with his bloody, crimson eyes, Russia, of course, only gave a smirk.
GR stepped forward, "Now now Prussia, relax okay? The requester wanted Germany to smack a certain Russian in th-
"LIKE HELL I'm letting my Bruder go anywhere near that GUY!"
"C'mon Prussia, we don't want to disappoint the readers do we?"
"Well-
SMACK!
GR and Prussia whipped their heads around to see that Germany had risen from his seat and gave Russia a good, reddening slap across his pale, cheek. Germany then returned to the couch and sat down, content, as if nothing was out of the ordinary. And as for Russia, he only grinned and held his face. He looked up at Prussia,
"I have received worse than this Prussia, don't worry, I won't hold a grudge against your brother about this "little thing," after all, this was only a "request," not a wanting of war . . . but I will have an opportunity for payback . . . someday."
The room was dead silent, except for the distant footsteps of a certain loud, nation finally coming out of the bathroom from teeth-brushing. GR lifted her eyes towards the ceiling hearing the stomps.
"Well, America is finally comin' down, we will have to catch 'im up the requests, aaaaannd NORWAY!" GR turned her head to the Nordic nation, "Those two hours start now, you cannot lay a finger on Denmark until time is up!"
Norway silently groaned. Finland patted him on the back, "Aww, you will be fine, those two hours will pass by quick, thanks to all of these "exciting" requests that are coming in!"
"Exciting?" questioned Denmark, who was still caressing his cheek, which was now turning purple.
America then bursted into view, "HEY DUDES, WHAT DID I MISS?"
GR shrugged her shoulders, "Well this was a very unique TRUTH or DARE chappie, wasn't it?"
Yeah, Iceland had refused to call Norway ~Big Brother~ again to our disappointment.
Anyway, if you want to request remember to go to my Private Messaging box (PM) to request somethin' and I'll be posting.
Until then, GR :D