Mysterious voice: Hello Prussia! Today, I have a request! I want you to please go to England’s house for lunch!
England: Prussia! You actually came! So that phone call I got from you earlier was for real. Well you being here being the proof for that.
Prussia: Well, you seem really happy about it! Heh! That’s right! Having lunch with me is something that makes people happy.
England: I’m not happy! You got that completely wrong! Idiot! Anyway, come in. I will be ready soon, so wait here. But, like I said on the phone, I only have leftovers from yesterday.
Prussia: Don’t worry, that’s fine with me….Uhm…did you cut your finger because you were so eager…?
England: Uhm..NO! That’s….! There were 10 squirrels in here earlier and they attacked me…
Prussia: Woah! There on the cutting board!
England: There you are!! GET OUT!!!
England: Anyway, since it’s only left-overs, eat it however you like. If you hold back, I won’t be able to finish this all by myself.
Prussia: WOW! You made heaps! Well, before that I’m going to update my blog, hold on a sec.
England: You want to take a photo of me? Ok but..my hair is all messed up, wait a second!
Prussia: Your hair is the same as always….
England: Ok! I’m ready! What do you want me to do?
Prussia: Right uhm…Hold a plate and smile?!
England: That’s difficult..wait!..Uhm..OK! Like that?
Russia: Ehehe~! From here on we will have mourning messages in memory of Prussia.
France: We lost a precious person. Could it be that my first comment is my farewell comment? Adieu Prussia.
Italy: Prussia~! Prussia will become a star! AH! The trauma of being a prisoner of war!!
Spain: WHY?! Why did it turn out like this?!
Germany: I won’t say anything. Even though you excel at war-tactics and military intelligence, you clearly lack common sense. To think that something like this could happen…
Austria: You idiot! Come back alive!
Prussia: YOU FUCKERS! Don’t kill me off like that! I’m A-L-I-V-E!
Russia: A~ha~…It’s good that you are alive, ne!
France: What?! Is Prussia a monster?!
Italy: Welcome back! I’m so glad! Welcome back!
Spain: Welcome back! Now I’m relieved!
Germany: Don’t make me worry like that! Anyway, I’m glad you are ok. Now get your ass home and help me clean!
Austria: What are you doing? Stop doing such weird things from now on!
England: You jerks! OI! What’s the matter with you guys! Damn it! Next time I will MAKE YOU say that it’s delicious! PREPARE YOURSELF!
Prussia: Yes? Is that Italy-chan’s big brother?
England: NO, Idiot! Open your ears and listen closely! When you come over next time, I’ll make something so good that it will make you cry, got that?! So come over again some time! Don’t forget your umbrella! Bye..
Prussia: I got it…I REALLY got it!
Italy: Who was that?
Prussia: The master chef of the future.
Italy: Looks like he was waiting for a good timing~
Prussia: Anyway, that thing that I ate after visiting that master chef…that was really delicious…I want to eat it again!
Prussia: WOAH! THIS IS…FUCKING DELICIOUS! You are a genius!
France: Hahahaha~ This big brother here has god’s hand when it comes to cooking. Want another one?
Prussia: Uwaaa~ SO GOOD! My tongue is enchanted. I don’t think anything special of you, but I will recognize your cooking abilities.
France: You should give up already and recognize big brother’s vivo and sense as well.
Prussia: OK! I’ll take a photo here for my blog! France hold a plate and pose!
France: My~my~, you are selfish~ Well then~