She stood there, watching Prussia and Dave looking at her, waiting for someone to break the silence. Dave had just beaten the poor country up. "Dave say sorry," you said, giving him a glare through your circle glasses. "Jade, don't make me do this!" Dave whined. Prussia glared at Dave, crimson eyes burning a hole into Dave's head. Dave glared back, though nobody but you could tell behind his shades he never took off. "No!!! No more fighting!" Italy whined, hiding under the table. Germany got up and held Dave up by the collar of his shirt. "You hurt my brother, explain yourself," he glared at the boy, struggling to get loose. So much for a peaceful dinner with your new friends.
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Crossoverstuck
Short StoryWatch what happens when I try to invite friends over (￣^￣)ゞ (this was based off a rp I had on msparp)
