A/N:
*Google searches 'I hate it when I lose'*
I hate it when I lose my black friend in the dark.
I hate it when I lose my white friend in the snow.
I hate it when I lose my asian friend in the sunlight
I hate it when I lose my hispanic friend at Walmart
... Wait... What...?
You heard me right! Read and find out exactly what I mean. (Please don't think I was being racist. The first three will legitamately come up if you type in the correct key words in a Google search (I forget what the words are).) Anyway... Enjoy! (this one has no ships) I don't own anything... I wish...
"Welcome Walmart Shoppers." The words echoed through the store from the intercom. Many people walked through the story bumping into people, fighting over the last of some things, and just being downright annoying.
So, why is our favorite trio of friends in a Walmart? Well for one thing, they are slightly on the drunk side, but not really bad. Just enough for them to make a weird decision. Such as entering a Walmart.
And another thing is, they were running out of... Stuff... Anyway, they needed to make a quick stop.
The three walked inside, or... More stumbled inside, being drunk. Prussia and France were relatively okay, being able to keep their footing and only stumbling every once in a while.
Spain, on the other hand, was clutching to France's sleeve as he unsuccessfuly tried to right himself.
"Spain..." France finally said.
"Yeah...?" Spain slurred, tugging on France's sleeve.
"Let go of me..." France said, trying to pry Spain's hands off of his arm.
"But I can't stand om my own~!" Spain protested, tightening his grip.
"Vell I can't valk like zis!" France said, finally prying away.
Spain pouted. "Okay..." he said, before inching his way towards Prussia.
Before he could do anything, Prussia held up his hand and said, "Don't even zink about it."
Spain pouted more and started to walk side-by-side with the other two nations, stumbling far more and nearly tripping a few times.
They walked to the proper aisle to get what hey arrived to get, France and Prussia bickering over which one to buy.
Spain tried to stand behind them, coming very close to falling over. He looked at the various signs in the store, seeing if one looked interesting enough to occupy his boredom. He scanned the rows of signs, stopping when he got to the toy aisle. He smiled and started to stumble to the toy aisle, leaving France and Prussia to bicker to themselves.
France finally cut Prussia off with a lift of his hand and the words, "Let's see vat Spain zinks."
Prussia huffed. "Fine," he said.
France nodded and began to speak, "Spain, vat do you z-" but when he turned, he saw Spain was no longer there.
France's eyes went wide before he began to yell. "Vere did 'e go?!"
Prussia quickly scanned the area before exclaiming, "He disappeared!"
"Ve need to find 'im!" France yelled, stumbling as his focus changed subjects.
"I know, I know," Prussia said, helping France stand up straight, nearly falling over himself. "But vere vould he go?"
"I don't know!" France yelled."Ve just 'ave to search the store."
"Vat if he valked into ze mall?" Prussia asked as France stumbled off to look.
"Ve'll vorry abou zat later!" France called behind him. "Right now, ve vill look in ze store."
Prussia nodded, and began searching with France.
-With Spain-
Spain stumbled through the toy aisle, looking at the many toys that lined the shelves. He continued walking as parents pulled their children and watched the Spaniard nearly trip numerous times.
Spain walked towards the toy aisle and tripped into a display case, clutching the edge so he wouldn't fall. He scrambled around, trying to get his footing back.
When he managed to get back on his feet, he stared at the display case, trying to read it through his spinning vision. After rubbing and squinting his eyes and trying to blink away the fogginess, he read the display case aloud. Or... He tried to.
"S... Sp... Sky... Skyl-... Len... Lan... Dehh..."
"Excuse me mister..." A young voice said. Spain looked down and rubbed his eyes, his vision focusing enough for him to see a small boy.
"Spain smiled crookedly and asked, "Si...?"
"They're called 'Skylanders'," the boy said. he pointed to the array of figurines that aligned the shelves. "You want to face me?"
It took Spain longer than usual to realize what the kid was asking. Once he realized, he gave another lop-sided smile and said, "Sure..."
-With France and Prussia-
France frantically stumbled through the store, tripping many times in the process, while he looked for Spain. Prussia followed far behind, trying his best not to trip as well.
- With Spain-
Spain and the kid were in a heated battle, Spain using a Drobot and the boy using a Spyro. Kids had surrounded the two to watch the heated battle. The boy had not yet purchased the game and was having trouble with the controls while Spain merely mashed the buttons in hopes of hitting something.
So they were pretty evenly matched.
Spain's Drobot had rapid-fire, allowing him to hit the kid's Spyro more often than his Drobot was hit.
Both of the health bars were getting low and the two were scrambling to beat the other.
Spain held down the attack button and took out the kid's Spyro. Spain jumped up and started cheering, the kids cheering behind him.
"I did it!" Spain screamed, before passing out, the kids gasping in horror and confusion.
-With France and Prussia-
The two nations froze when they heard the eruption of cheers coming from the video game section. They were about to go check it out, when they heard the cheers cease instantly, replaced with a wave of gasps and then silence.
An announcement was heard over the intercom. "If you are friends with the intoxicated Spaniard, please retrieve him from the video game department. He has passed out."
France and Prussia froze and slowly turned to face each other. They kept hard eye-contact before bolting to the video game department.
End
A/N: I actually just thought of this when I wrote down the title. The one I was about to write took place at Old Navy but I accidentally wrote down Walmart and this popped into my head. I play Skylanders so I know the moves of many Skylanders. Both my Drobot and Spyro are at max level and have all their upgrades. Anyway, reviews are lovely~!
