Achtundzwanzig [action]

[reluctantnanny]

[[ooc: Backdated to a short time (within a day or two?) after Prussia's entry inquiring about the status of Germany's purity.]]

[The book collection of German literature he regained was nice. The white flag that Italy made for him made him stop and ponder silently. The third regain was an empty box. Germany understood why it was empty the instant

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[tomatatas]

[Not staring at all oh god oh god, she had been too young for the gladiator tournaments when Nonna was alive okay?! She's never had to face two men rolling around like this...

Two... attractive...

muscularly...

attractive... men.

Totally not bright pink, or blatantly staring, the small box of Cannoli she had brought along to share with Hungary while sobbing about the loss of her fake virginity to that idiot and how much she had liked it catching up with her. Not at all.]

[muskatli]

[She places a bewildered hand on Romana's shoulder, sharing that nice blush on her face.]

Do you think we should...

[tomatatas]

[Gasps, flinching and

oh it's only Hungary... Hungary won't judge her for staring right?] A-Ah... Ungheria...

[Bites her lip, her gaze going back to the wrestling] They... they're pretty big and... strong. They might... hurt us if we interfere? Best.. best to stay here, and just... keep an eye on them?

[muskatli]

Whatever it is, maybe we should let them get it out of their system. Of course.

Germany's gotten a little big, too...

[tomatatas]

They're... big boys, and... famiglia, they won't seriously hurt each other...

Ah... s-si... [Fake memories go away, go away, go away]

[muskatli]

They've always been there for each other [And then there was the end of the world, but she doesn't want to think about that. She wants to think about how nice a certain someone looks all muddied up, hair and muscles glistening with sweat--

Not Prussia, of course. Of course not.]

Oh, I don't think I can bear to watch anymore of this.

[tomatatas]

Si... like... like good fratelli. [Oh god oh god the pervertedness is infectious she must have caught it from those books why, why why-

-Oh damn why did her Prussia have to be an annoying bitch of a woman and not the manly knight she thought she was?]

Si... we should stop it. It's the right thing to do, si? [Bites her lip before nodding, shifting to pull a pistol out of the holster on her thigh, firing a blank into the air] Oi! Idioti! Cut the crap!

[reluctantnanny]

[But what about being bros and just getting it out of their system YES YES, MORE OF THIS, GIRLS

The shot in the air makes Germany's eyes shot wide open, immediately convinced that someone is firing upon Prussia. The adrenaline from the scuffle is instantly transferred to putting all his senses on alert and cover Prussia, curving around to move himself in the way of where the gunshot came from; it was close--] Bruder, get down--!

[armywithcountry]

[The instant the gun's fired, Prussia's already lunging towards Germany, bearing him down towards the ground in order to try and cover as much of his brother's body with his own. One hand pats Germany down while Prussia glances him over to see if he's been wounded; the other one reaches into his pocket, pulling out his own gun, because while he may have agreed to unarmed combat, he's not actually stupid enough to go around Mayfield unarmed.]

You okay?

[muskatli]

Well, that got your attention.

[tomatatas]

...

[Quietly tucking the gun back in it's holster, settling her skirt over it. She didn't do that at all...]

... Are you idioti going to stop pulverising the shit out of each other and start acting like adults, or is that to much for you? Prussia, you don't need to answer, if you're anything like Maria, it is too much.

[muskatli]

[And it continues here]

you guys feel free to continue the oogling thread duhuhuhu

[reluctantnanny]

[His muscles are getting so dirty, oh goodness

not noticing Romana QUITE yet, his concentration is still pretty on!! currently trying to secure a hold on Prussia's mid section to bodyslam him, but goddamn this mud is slippery]

[armywithcountry]

[Prussia's focus is also entirely on the fight; he vaguely realizes there's an audience watching them, but dismisses it as unimportant. Instead, he's going to attempt to take advantage of Germany's hold on him to shift their center of balance and throw him over his shoulder.]

[tomatatas]

[She... she would go away but... but some of that mud's being tossed around, and these are... these are nice shoes. She doesn't want to get them dirty after all.

So she just stand, swallowing as she watches, cheeks flushed and her mind fighting off the remnants of false memories.]

[muskatli]

Perhaps [She clears her throat for effect, putting both hands on hips purposefully] we should hose them instead. That will get their attention. And they look like they could use a wash, what with all the mud... Clinging to them... Like that.