Stuck in the memories of Prussia

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We eventually went to bed and I claimed one with Canada because I know that Italy was going to slip in and sleep with Germany.

Canada and I laid there. "Good night," Canada said, I quickly kissed him "good night" we cuddled together and fell asleep.

We woke up and I looked over at the door, France was staring at me, did the "I'm watching you" gesture and slithered away "what the fuck?!" I asked. "Wha-at?" Canada asked waking up. "Just... France being France."
"Okay," he said and got up and dressed. this time I didn't use a spell to conceal anything. I walked downstairs "I TOLD YOU SO!" France yelled "Ugh! Fine!" Romano yelled back, handing over $20. 

we ate breakfast and went back to the memories 

"This is a few days since I first got there"
Now she was sitting in a room playing army with Francis and Antonio.

Francis was the king and enemy, Maria was the queen and peasants and Antonio was the prince and soldiers "who's going to be the princess and general?" Spain asked looking at the two pieces left, "aww, umm..." maria pouted

"well there's a lot of enemies and peasants and there's less soldiers... so why doesn't Spain?" Maria suggested. "fair enough..." Francis said, a second later Rome walked in "what's wrong you three?"
"¡Hola! Abuelo Roma!"
"Bonjour, grand-père Rome"
"what's wrong? having a midlife crisis?" Rome joked.

"Grandpa Roma was always funny" Italy reminisced.

"We don't have enough people to play as the princess and general" maria explained. "hmm, I have an idea," Rome said leaving and came back with mattias. "Hej!" mattias said smiling. "I found someone to play the princess and general" Rome smiled. "oh cool!" mattias said and sat between maria and francis. "Hej!" mattias said again
"hallo"
"hola!"
"bonjour"

they begun playing and having fun, obviously the enemies lost and they were giggling and laughing. after they finished they packed it up and headed to lunch.

the sat at the long table joking around and playing rock, paper scissors and shit, or I guess rock, parchment and sheers. Maria picked up on their patterns and kept winning, she told them that France always started with paper and Spain would always start off on rock.