The invasion!
A few hours later.....Spain heard a load crash coming form Prussia's garage.
"France... France... " he tried to wake up his Older brother
France opened one eye. "Mmh...what is it...?"
"I heard a load noise coming from the garage!" Spain said nervously.
"It was probably nothing," France said, voice thick with sleep, before closing his eyes again.
Then it was even loader, but it came from the hallway! "France! Didn't you hear that!"
"If I say yes, will you go back to sleep?"
"Probably...I think someone is in the house!"
"You could just ignore it," France murmured, still half-asleep.
"NO! Go check it out! Please, I promise I'll go to sleep!" Spain said doing his BEST puppy dog eyes.
"I hate your puppy dog eyes," France said, sitting up.
"Hehe..." Spain said trying to to burst out laughing.
"What..?" France asked, blinking sleepily.
"JUST GO CHECK IT OUT!" Spain demanded.
"W-what...? What's going on?" Prussia asked while he rubbed his eyes.
"Fine," France sighed, stalking from the living room to the hallway, leaving Spain to explain things to Prussia.
"...so you heard a noise..?" "Yeah...and I was scared so I sent France to see what or who it was!" "Wow, dude...are you afraid of the dark or something?" "No, it just that ...well...ugh, never mind!"
"I didn't see anything," France said, coming back into the room and leaning on the doorframe. "You probably heard Gilbert."
"No I swear! It wasn't a bird!"
Then there was a noise that sounded like someone coming down the stairs!
"Do you hear that!" Prussia said. "See, I told you!"
"I wasn't making it up!"
France groaned and went back to sit on the couch. "Prussia can check it out...I wanna go back to sleep."
"No way! Spain can go check it out!" Prussia exclaimed. "Are you scared... ?" France asked, smirking.
"N-no! I am not...I just...want to make sure Gilbert is okay! That all...I'm not a girl!" Prussia announced
"Hell no! I'm not gonna go!" Spain said hugging his pillow that now smells like France's Cologne.
"Well, I'm not going," France replied, lying back down and leaning his head on Spain's shoulder.
Then...someone's head popped out behind the corner! It was Russia with his lead pipe!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhahahahhaaaa!" Spain screamed as he hid behind France.
"Oh...you..." France said, looking at Russia with a mildly disgusted expression.
"What the hell! I put three locks on my door BECAUSE of you! How did you get in!" Prussia asked. "I don't think you can keep that one out for long, no matter what you do," France said from the couch
"France, i think he is a little TO drunk!" Spain whispered to his older brother.
"He was at the same party I was earlier when I called you...apparently he had more to drink than I did," France responded quietly.
"Wait...you were at a party?! You know...never mind! We need to get him out of here! I mean look at him!" Russia was staggering around the room and singing 'Flowers of May'.
"Hey, I got an idea! How about we take his vodka and put it in the car. He will try to get it and climb into the car SO we can just drive him home!" Prussia said interrupting their conversation.
"That's so stupid it'll probably work," France laughed, getting up from the couch and easily grabbing the vodka from Russia's fumbling hands.
"Hey you, you want to vodka...come and get it!" Spain lead Russia into the garage and threw it into the car!
"Hurry, get on the car!" Prussia said!
"I'll drive!" France volunteered, getting in the driver's seat of the car and starting the engine.
"Wait for me!" Prussia exclaimed. He got into the passengers side and slammed the door behind him. Spain was trying to keep Russia from busting the car window.
"France, where dose Russia live?" Prussia asked.
"Why would you assume I know that?" France asked, but then sighed and answered. "Near Germany. His house is huge, you'll know it when you see it."
"But, that like ...45 minutes from here!" Spain complained.
"It's 3 am," France unhelpfully pointed out.
"Ugh!" Spain was unhappy! All he wanted to do is sleep!
"Well...lets get going!" Prussia said in a tired voice.
France rolled his eyes and started driving towards Russia's house. "How did he even get out this far anyway? He was at England's, but that's still at least half an hour from here."
Spain started to fall asleep but some thing wet dripped down the side of his pants. It was Russia's drool! Ugh...and on his new pants! Spain drifted back to sleep and Prussia feel asleep was well. France was the only one still wake. He parked right in Russia's drive way. He through Russia onto the grass and got in the back seat. He thought to himself 'Damn, this is one of the BEST sleepovers I have ever gone to!' He closed his eyes and went to sleep. That night the Bad Touch Trio,all fell asleep in Prussia's car.
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