Achtundzwanzig [action]

[reluctantnanny]

[[ooc: Backdated to a short time (within a day or two?) after Prussia's entry inquiring about the status of Germany's purity.]]

[The book collection of German literature he regained was nice. The white flag that Italy made for him made him stop and ponder silently. The third regain was an empty box. Germany understood why it was empty the instant

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[catslooklikeme]

[Nall's infinite wanderings in search of things to keep him occupied takes him right by the fight, and he's just going to hover for a minute and watch. Well, fights are interesting, but he doesn't like it when people get hurt...]

Hey, you two, break it up already!

[reluctantnanny]

[Considering how long they've been at it, it's true; both parties are seriously bruised and beaten at this point.

Their energy doesn't seem to have fallen much at all, though.] Please move on! This is a family matter!

[armywithcountry]

[Prussia actually stops struggling against his brother for a second, blinking.]

Am I going crazy like England, or did that cat just talk? Didn't think you'd hit me that hard...

[catslooklikeme]

A) Not a cat, B) Yes, I talk and C) If you're family then you really shouldn't be fighting even more! If you've got that kinda energy, use it towards something constructive!

[pasodoble]

( ( Who is that man wrestling with Prussia? It can't be Germany. Germany's just a cute little boy. ) )

Do you need help, Prusia?

( ( Not that he's really going to help. Nah, he's just going to watch. But he thought it'd be nice to offer just to say he did. ) )

[reluctantnanny]

[What the-- Chances a glance in between blows, worried that anyone who knows Prussia and is willing to help might be serious. He completely trusts Bruder to want this to be one-on-one, though.] Spain--?

[armywithcountry]

Ha! It'll be a dark day before I ever need help taking out my own little bro! If you want to join his side, though, go ahead - I could use a bit of a challenge!

[Judging by how hard he's panting and how muddy he is, though, he's bluffing pretty hard here.]

[pasodoble]

Huh?

( ( How did this man know him? Did Spain know him? Oh, gosh, this is embarrassing! Spain forgot his name. . . ) )

If you really want me to help Alema-- that's Alemania?

( ( Nu-uh. Germany's like. This small. And scrawny. And nu-uh! ) )

[vaimoksein]

[This. Face.

Just standing there and not saying anything. What on earth....]

[reluctantnanny]

[I wonder if you can even tell who's fighting at this point... Both are completely covered in muddy bruised skin, hair plastered to their heads.

Oh yeah Germany's the bigger one]

[armywithcountry]

[AND PRUSSIA'S THE COOLER ONE RIGHT...

Yeah, at this point, he's out of taunts and repartee, all of his energy focused on taking Germany out.]

[the_wee_big_hag]

......

Why is every nation utterly insane?

[reluctantnanny]

[Hey come on, it's just a little friendly scuffle

with biting and extremely painful arm or head locks and flat-out punching and

--JUST KEEP WALKING, TIFFANY, Germany would be very embarrassed if he saw you..]

[armywithcountry]

He started it!

[trying to get out of Germany's headlock by slamming his elbow into the guy's abdomen and slipping in his grip enough to sink his teeth into his arm]

[the_wee_big_hag]

Really.

[Sorry Germany, she's watching now. Like she hasn't seen men fight. ...Though admittedly they're smaller, bluer and swearing in Feegle more.]

[canhaspasta]

[Look who was taking a walk around town with more fliers for his and Seborga's new business. What on earth could they be fighting about? Maybe he should just try to quietly slip around them. Miss Hungary might give him snacks if he knocked on the door.]

[reluctantnanny]

[Muddy muddy big scary Germans rolling around in the lawn are probably best avoided, little guy, yes.

Germany

sees him

and, worrying for a moment for Italy's safety, would you believe he pauses and leaves himself open for a split second there O SHI--]

[armywithcountry]

[OHOHOHO taking advantage of this opening to flip Germany onto his stomach and sit on him, slamming his head into the mud how's that for a good impression]

Hey, pay attention! Getting distracted in battle for even a second can get you killed, haven't I taught you that?

[Peers up at what caught his brother's attention so]

Yo, Italy! Here to visit the awesome me or Hungary?

[still shoving Germany's head into the dirt btw eat mud sucker]

[canhaspasta]

Iyaaa!

[Wh-what are they even fighting about?]

M-Mr. Prussia! I-is Mr. Germany okay?

Why are fighting with him?