Truth or Dare the Hetalians

Alcohol!

Denmark: *Opens up fridge where alcoholic beverages are kept.* We're out of beer!

Brianter: So?

Denmark: All the alcohol's gone!

America: What! Superbowl's coming on soon!

Brianter: We can just buy more.

Denmark: I just bought some!

Germany: Vhat are you idiots complaining about?

France: We're out of alcohol.

Italy: Ve~ Are we-a out of-a wine?

France: Oui. Sadly.

Italy: Noooo!

Romano: Shut up annoying fratello.

Russia: I still have vodka, da? *Opens coat where he keeps a flask of vodka. Finds the flask missing.* Who stole vodka?

Brianter: Guys, just calm down.

Japan: You can survive without alcohor for a few minutes.

Brianter: Japan agrees with me.

Iceland: *Opens fridge with nonalcoholic drinks.* We're out of Coke.

Brianter: What about our other beverages. *Heads to room to check on her emergency canister of hot tea. Screams when she finds it missing.*

Iceland: All the other beverage are gone.

England: There's also no teabags.

Brianter: *Comes back looking like someone murdered her child.* This has gone too far.

America: What's gone too far, dudette.

China: I would like to know also, aru.

Norway: *Being complained to by Denmark.* Shut up, Dane.

Finland: *Trying to comfort Denmark.*

Sweden: *Working on computer.*

Spain: *Trying to calm Romano.*

Germany: *Being hugged to death by Italy.* Vhat are you talking about, Brianter?

Brianter: Who's missing?

Japan: Prussia-san. Arr the Axis, Arries, and Nordics are here. The Bad Touch Trio is arr here except for Prussia-san.

Brianter: Thank you, Japan. Now we just has to find Prussia. We find Prussia, we find our drinks. He is going to pay for taking my tea.

All Previous Mentioned Countries: *Searching for Prussia.*

Mr. Puffin: Squawk (Found him.)

Iceland: Mr. Puffin found him. He's hiding in the basement's closet for sport's equipment.

Brianter: Thank you Iceland and Mr. Puffin. *Rushes at super sonic speed to the basement's closet for sport's equipment. Knocks on door.* ~Prussia. Let me in or you will die.~

Prussia: *Opens door cautiously.* You found zhe awesome me.

Brianter: Where's my tea?

Prussia: Hidden.

Brianter: Maybe I didn't make myself clear. *Puts Prussia in a choke-hold against the wall.* Where's my tea?

Prussia: *Points inside of the closet.*

Brianter: *Let's Prussia out of the choke-hold.* ~Thank you.~ *Walks into closet.*

Prussia: *Shuts closet door behind Brianter and locks it.*