Captcha is "weed whisla", so have Prussia/Netherlands just... Because. There is really no other reason for it besides that captcha.
It had seemed a good idea at the time. Now, Prussia wasn't even sure what he had been thinking. Of, course, he had been thinking something awesome, no doubt about it, but, looking back, perhaps it wasn't quite the magnitude of awesome he had been hoping for. It had seemed awesome to the stars and beyond then, but now? Now it seemed kinda down there with the worms.
He had seen the bottle of super glue, he had know what it was, and he decided to smear it all over his dick. Mm-hm. Must've been the weed. Or maybe the beer. Or maybe both. Or whatever else he'd taken. Maybe he'd thought it was lube. At this point, he wasn't even sure anymore. But having now been stuck like this for about fifteen minutes, he could feel lucidity just rushing into his mind like a firebolt, clearing away all the dust and cobwebs.
He looks down at Holland, somewhat apologetically. "Sorry, dude, didn't think anything like this'd happen. It'll prob'ly get unstuck eventually" He pats the other man on the head, as he'd pat a rabbit or owl or... Any cute animal, really. Prussia decides he likes the idea of Holland as a rabbit. Absentmindedly, he begins playing with Holland's hair, shaping it into two bunny ears as best he can, humming a tune (though so badly as to be unrecognizable), ignoring the discomfort he is otherwise feeling. Holland tries to stop Prussia's hair molestation, tries to get him to focus the much more important task at hand, but his efforts yield no result.
Finally, Prussia, finished with his playing, decides he might as well try to fix the situation. "So, anything ya want me ta do?"
"'us' ge' i' ou' o' 'y 'ou'h!"
"Hmm, well, can't really understand whatcher sayin', so I guess I'll try. Well, let's see... Oh yeah! I remember that one guy Austria had! Um... Para-whatsit? Para...Chopin? Oh well, something like that. Anyways, 'like cures like', so let's try that!" Prussia picks of the bottle of super glue, puts a drop on his finger, and tries to get it in Holland's mouth.
Not a good idea. His finger sticks, immobilizing him even further.
"Uh-oh..." He thinks hard over what to do next. He finally decides on the best course of action.
"GERMANYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY"
Hooray for random Harry Potter references~ Anon has not yet seen the movie, although anon will probably see it next weekend, despite hearing it's not so good. Regardless, anon is in a somewhat Harry Potter-ish mood.
Also, Paracelsus was a Renaissance era doctor from Salzburg, who based his medicine on "like cures like", as in, giving patients the same thing they were poisoned with in hopes of curing them. Apparently it actually worked, to some extent, but not too many people seemed to have faith in him. I think this just proves how many cobwebs are still present in Prussia's head. (We were learning about Paracelsus in AP Euro the other day, so... Yeah. Anon just wrote whatever came to Anon's head, meaning this fill is quite random. And Holland really should have done more, but, well, what exactly do you expect him to do?)
Hopefully someone out there enjoys this, despite its fail :"D
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It had seemed a good idea at the time. Now, Prussia wasn't even sure what he had been thinking. Of, course, he had been thinking something awesome, no doubt about it, but, looking back, perhaps it wasn't quite the magnitude of awesome he had been hoping for. It had seemed awesome to the stars and beyond then, but now? Now it seemed kinda down there with the worms.
He had seen the bottle of super glue, he had know what it was, and he decided to smear it all over his dick. Mm-hm. Must've been the weed. Or maybe the beer. Or maybe both. Or whatever else he'd taken. Maybe he'd thought it was lube. At this point, he wasn't even sure anymore. But having now been stuck like this for about fifteen minutes, he could feel lucidity just rushing into his mind like a firebolt, clearing away all the dust and cobwebs.
He looks down at Holland, somewhat apologetically. "Sorry, dude, didn't think anything like this'd happen. It'll prob'ly get unstuck eventually" He pats the other man on the head, as he'd pat a rabbit or owl or... Any cute animal, really. Prussia decides he likes the idea of Holland as a rabbit. Absentmindedly, he begins playing with Holland's hair, shaping it into two bunny ears as best he can, humming a tune (though so badly as to be unrecognizable), ignoring the discomfort he is otherwise feeling. Holland tries to stop Prussia's hair molestation, tries to get him to focus the much more important task at hand, but his efforts yield no result.
Finally, Prussia, finished with his playing, decides he might as well try to fix the situation. "So, anything ya want me ta do?"
"'us' ge' i' ou' o' 'y 'ou'h!"
"Hmm, well, can't really understand whatcher sayin', so I guess I'll try. Well, let's see... Oh yeah! I remember that one guy Austria had! Um... Para-whatsit? Para...Chopin? Oh well, something like that. Anyways, 'like cures like', so let's try that!" Prussia picks of the bottle of super glue, puts a drop on his finger, and tries to get it in Holland's mouth.
Not a good idea. His finger sticks, immobilizing him even further.
"Uh-oh..." He thinks hard over what to do next. He finally decides on the best course of action.
"GERMANYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY"
Hooray for random Harry Potter references~ Anon has not yet seen the movie, although anon will probably see it next weekend, despite hearing it's not so good. Regardless, anon is in a somewhat Harry Potter-ish mood.
Also, Paracelsus was a Renaissance era doctor from Salzburg, who based his medicine on "like cures like", as in, giving patients the same thing they were poisoned with in hopes of curing them. Apparently it actually worked, to some extent, but not too many people seemed to have faith in him. I think this just proves how many cobwebs are still present in Prussia's head. (We were learning about Paracelsus in AP Euro the other day, so... Yeah. Anon just wrote whatever came to Anon's head, meaning this fill is quite random. And Holland really should have done more, but, well, what exactly do you expect him to do?)
Hopefully someone out there enjoys this, despite its fail :"D