Prussia was now across from Turkey. Turkey was bent down, catching his breath. When he stood the man called for them to start, and Prussia raced forward. While Turkey was expecting an abdominal strike from the Prussian, he wasn't prepared to be missed entirely. Before he could turn around his left arm had been brought up painfully behind his back. His right arm was left to catch himself as Prussia kicked his legs from the side and brought him down.
Turkey wiped his free hand in the grass to get some of the oil off of it so that when he reached back and grabbed Prussia's wrists he could get a good hold. With both arms now free he pulled the albino nation over his shoulder and slammed him on his back on the grass. Prussia took a minute before he tried to get up again. Turkey still had a hold on his wrists but brought one down to Prussia's pants. Turkey had won....again.
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Hetalia- Turkish Oil Wrestling
FanfictionSo basically this is meant to be something funny written purely for laughs. It was first mentioned on IG by YouCanCallMeSenpai.
