Memories

Bad Touch Trio! Depressing, might make you cry! I'll be honest, it made me cry writing it.

Anyway, on with the FanFic!~

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Memories

France was sitting on his couch, sipping some red wine. He set the wine glass down on the table in front of him, and stood up. He stretched, and starting walking to his room when he paused by his photo shelf.

"Oh mon Dieu, this photo..."

France slowly reached for the framed photo, holding it as if it were made of glass.

He started to reminisce over the photo.

=FLASHBACK=

"Guys, guys, look at my awesome birdy! His name is Gilbird! Now he can be as awesome as me!"

Both Spain and France gave him a confused look, then started laughing.

"Prussia, me amigo, that is one awesome bird."

France joined in. "Oui, he might be even more awesome if he can get a girlfriend before you!"

Both Spain and France laughed together. Prussia laughed as well.

"You guys are so mean!"

=PRESENT=

France quietly laughed to himself, he then had another memory.

=FLASHBACK=

They were all drunk on stage, singing karaoke.

Prussia: I'm a Barbie girl, in a Barbie world!

Spain: Life in plastic, it's fantastic!

France: You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere!

All 3: IMAGINATION, LIFE IS YOUR CREATION!

They had everyone in the crowd, including all the countries, laughing.

=PRESENT=

France laughed again, this time out loud.

"I'm surprised I remember that, since I was so drunk."

He then got a tear in his eye, remembering something he doesn't like to remember.

=FLASHBACK=

Shots were fired in the distance, France's indication to keep moving.

"Prussia, Spain! Come on, let's keep moving!"

Prussia looked both left and right, and ran to France. Spain did the same, but got shot while doing so.

Both Prussia and France shouted simultaneously.

"Spain!"

They both got up, and ran to Spain. Prussia was also shot while running, falling to the floor next to Spain.

"Prussia!" France shouted, tears already running down his cheeks.

Spain was coughing up blood, but reached his hand out to Prussia, and the other to France.

"I want you guys to know, I love you so much. You are my best friends, and I would never trade the memories I have for anything else. We had our fun, but I'm afraid it has come to an end."

Prussia spoke as well, crying.

"Same here. Spain, I will see you in a few. We will watch over France and make sure he makes it through the war. I'll miss you Francy-Pants." Prussia painfully laughed.

France started crying even harder, grasping both there hands.

"J'aime les gars."(1)

Spain smiled, "Te amo."

Prussia did the same. "Ich liebe dich."

With that, they both took there last breaths, and died.

Spain's hand loosened from France's hand. Prussia's hand did the same.

=PRESENT=

France let tear drops fall on the picture. He quietly whispered, and spoke.

"I miss you guys so much."

Prussia and Spain were standing there with France, watching over him.

France set the picture back down onto the shelf, wiping a tear away from his face with his hand.

He walked away from the shelf, heading down the hallway.

"Memories..."

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I hope you guys enjoyed! Also, J'aime les gars means I love you guys. Please review and comment!~