A/N: I'm sorry I havent updated in forever! *hangs head* My school work is very demanding and a huge science fair a ssignment was just due the other day, so that's done and off my back. Anyway, I hope this chapter is OK. I got the idea for this when I had to go into and Old Navy with my parents and got really bored. My dad was bored too and we started messing around. My mom kept her distance... Anyway, enjoy~!

Old Navy... Really...? You just got out of the Walmart incidents and you guys think Old Navy is a good idea...? And on a Saturday! Whatever, it's your guys funeral...

Anyway, our lovely trio of friends still hasn't learned and decided to go to Old Navy to kill their free time... Yeah... "Free" time...

As I was saying, they were in Old Navy and being their usual, crazy selves. So you could imagine some of the looks they were getting. Because, who goes into Old Navy expecting to see a culturally-diverse trio with crazy outfits on!?

Anyway... Why don't we actually see what it is they're doing?

"Vhy did ve come here again...?" The disgrunteled Prussian asked. Did I mention it was 10:00am? I mean, who gets up at 10:00am on a Saturday?

"Vell, ve 'ad nozing better to do..." France answered.

"Ve could have gone anyvere, but no~! Ve came here!" Prussia extended his arms out on both sides, gesturing to the whole store.

Spain merely smiles as usual and tried to calm down his albino friend. "Ah, come on Gilbert!" he said. "It's not so bad!"

Prussia muttered something under his breath and glared at the Spaniard, who just smiled, used to the Prussian's dagger glares.

While France walked around aimlessly, Prussia spotted a display and smirked, and idea forming in his head.

He turned to Spain and whispered, "Hey, Toni." Spain turned to look at the other and Prussia motioned for him to get closer.

Spain walked closer and asked the other, "What is it?"

"See zat display over zere?"Prussia asked, pointing to it.

Spain followed Prussia's finger to see a display of young boy's clothes. The matching shirts and pants hung the walls along with basketballs that rested on potrustions slightly above the shelves of clothing. Spain nodded a yes.

Prussia smirked. "I dare you to climb up ze shelves and grab vone of ze balls."

Spain looked back at Prussia and gave him a blank stare for a while before smiling his goofy smile again. "OK!" He then proceded to walk to the display while Prussia smirked and walked over to where France had gone.

"Hey, Francis!" France trned at the sound of his name and saw his Prussian friend looking like his usualself again.

Vell zis can't be good, France thought before speaking. "Yes, Gilbert?"

"I figured out a vay to entertain myself!" Prussia responded before giving his signature laugh.

France was about to ask what Prussia meant when he realized Spain was no longer with him. It didn't take him long to fit the pieces together. "Vat did you do ziz Antonio!?"

Prussia smirked and jerked a thumb over his shoulder to the display. France looked behind him and saw Spain using the shelves that housed the children's clothes as stairs to try to reach the basketballs.

France's eyes widened and he started to yell at Prussia. "Vat is 'e doing!?"

Prussia laughed even harder. "I gave him a dare."

France looked from Prussia to Spain, wondering which he should deal with first. When he saw Spain starting to lose his footing, he decided Prussia could wait and ran over to where Spain was trying to grab one of the balls.

"Antonio!" Spain looked down at France, smiling as always, while France tried to coax him down like a cat stuck in a tree. "Come on! Get down from zere!"

"But Francis!" Spain yelled, focusing on the basketball in only centimeters from his grasp. "I almost got it!"

"Antonio!" France yelled. "You're gonna fall!"

"Don't worry! I won't fall!" Yet as he said this, he had to stand on his tiptoes, his legs wobbling with the strain put on them from trying to stretch up enough to grab the orange sphere.

France knew his protests would get him nowhere, so he just watched with Prussia, waiting to see if Spain actually manages to grab the ball or if he falls before he can.

France couldn't believe it when Spain yelled, "I got it!" Spain turned with the ball in his hand, smiling.

Prussia cheered while France sighed in relief. "Now vould you get down?"

Spain smiled and went to get down, but finaly lost his balance and fell to the ground, the vibrations from his collision with the ground enough to knock the other balls down, a few hitting his head.

Prussia gave another laugh. "I have a feeling he's not going to notice zose missing IQ points!"

France rolled his eyes and leaned over to offer his hand to Spain up. Spain gratefully took it mumbling a "Gracias". When he got up, he released France's hand and used it to rub the back of head, smiling awkwardly. "I guess you were right..."

France nodded and was about suggest they leave when a when they heard a loud "Hey!" The three turned to the voice and saw a burly security guard walking up to them. "What do you three think you're doing!?"

France stared at the security guard, stuttering. All three of them knew they wouldn't stand a chance in a fight with this guy and the man knew it, too.

After a moment of silence, Prussia said, "All in favor of running avay screaming, say 'I'."

The three nations gave a chorus of "I" before running away to the door, screaming not-at-all-manly screams, leaving the security guard confused.

Finally, the guard snapped out of his trance and yelled, "Get back here!" before turning around running after the three countries.

End

A/N: Well, I hope you guys liked it. I thought of this when I was in Old Navy and they had a display set up with basketballs on the walls and my dad dared me to grab one. He was obviously joking and I didn't attempt to do so, but I knew the Bad Touch Trio would. Anyway, you know the review drill.