On the tenth day of Christmas my true love gave to me…
It was the prank of the century. Noble gentry from all around the world had gathered for the first Christmas ball… and France, Spain and Prussia were currently peeking in through one of the large windows and shivering since they were banned from setting foot in the ballroom.
"This is not awesome!" Prussia whined, kicking at the snow on the tip of his boot. Spain glared at him as it went into his shoe. France pouted and sulkily flicked his hair dislodging the snow that had settled in it.
Sighing Prussia absentmindedly slipped his cold hands into his pockets to try to warm them when his fingers encountered something crunchy. He pulled it out and an evil grin spread its way across his face.
"Kesesesese!" he cackled, "I know what we're going to do to enact the revenge of the BAD TOUCH TRIO!"
The remaining two looked at him delightedly as they recognised the start of one of Gilbert's Awesome plans.
The plan was soon set in motion thanks to their amazing flirting skills and general awesomeness as Gilbert claimed. All that was left was to create an alibi that Ludwig, Arthur and Romano wouldn't be able to question. Almost all one they all caught each other's eye as they flopped onto a spare bed, breathless from laughing. Gilbert sat up and pulled Francis towards him…
The enraged howls could be heard echoing up from the hall as ten lords began to leap up and down, twirling and twisting as they attempted to remove the itching powder that the Bad Touch Trio had slipped in.
"That was an awesome plan mis amores!"
"Oui, I 'ave to agree avec Antonio!"
"The fact that we are now all together meine Lieben is just the cherry on the awesome cake!"
…Ten lords' a-leaping
Three days!