𝑬𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 (𝙷𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊 𝚡 𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚞𝚜 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛)

#8 || 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞

|| Hours ago

"Mein gott England, jou got lost und got jour money stolen but somevhat jou treat a random girl some macarons?"

Prussia wheezed clutching his stomach upon hearing England's story before he was found by France lurking in Montmartre, alone with no money.

"Mon dieu Anglerette!"

France bursts, facepalming making Prussia laughed out loud.

"Shut it! Why did you invited me here anyways!?"

With England's pesky attitude, he's more easily to tease to death. Much Prussia and France liked, but it's more fun if Spain joined with them.

"Mon ami, calm down- we just wanted to celebrate holidays with you!"

France beamed trying to hug England but failed, slapping his face away from the Brit's face.

"Ja! Sadly Spain is vith mein bruder und ozhers right now in Italy's place."

It is holiday, why would celebrate with friends? That's what France would trying to say but England is much more of a stubborn git. Not showing that he's good to be with his so called tossers the whole holiday than spending time in Edinburgh with his brothers. How boring if one of his brothers are having fun with the sink in member, a veneficus from (c/n) with his apprentice of a witch.

"Hmph- I'm too busy for this."

The brit huffs then having sip from his tea. France and Prussia wasn't fully convinced on his giddy reason.

"Busy on what? Flirting with mon beau fille??? For sure they catched your attention hmm?"

France wiggled his eyebrows, pointing out to the French girls around his territory might've catched the Brit's attention. But England would spit his tea being frazzled by the memory of the unexpected encounter.

"N-not that you bloody frog! The young lady was bloody german!"

France dropped his face into a gloomy pace of disappointment. On the other side, Prussia choke on his drink.

"Ahem- I didn't know zhat jou like girls from mein place."

England just let out another huff, looking away with face flushed.

"Vell, mein awesome self und France met one too but much jounger, a dutch und she's so cute!"

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Netherlands: HACHOO--
Luxembourg: *falls off his chair*
Belgium: are you okay brother?
Netherlands: yes-

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For the conversation not to die down, Prussia tells the same encounter to a girl he had this past noon.

"Oui, we were insisted to take the petit fille around as tour guide but she refused."

France added but England just rolls his eyes and continues to drink his tea.

"I vish I could meet her again, telling zhe vhole tale of awesome Prussia! Kesesesese!"

Both France and England were fatuously dumbfounded to Prussia's outburst.

"You're insufferable."

England mumbled out making Prussia to drop a glare at him.

"Both of you actually."

He added making France to dramatically falls on the floor looks hurt at England's so called verdict.

"I'm hurt!"

France nibbles a handkerchief, crying dramatically but the waitress of the cafe they were at stopped him because he actually bites the tablecloth.