Austria and Prussia are happily flirting away... when Hungary walks in. Well, it is her bedroom.
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What the hell are you guys doing in my room? |
She doesn't look too happy. In fact, she appears to be imagining mutilating Prussia with a rolling pin. And it gets worse.
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Oh, hell no! |
Oddly enough, she doesn't pull out any cooking utensils at this point. Instead, her response is to...
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Well, this is awkward. |
...flirt?
Anyway, Prussia's way of salvaging the situation is to wait in awkward silence until Austria leaves for work, and then to angrily declare Hungary a nemesis and be promptly kicked out of the house.
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You suck and I hate you! |
Well, that was weird.
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