The first course of dinner went off with some issues. Seborga started to flirt with the Republic of Saugeais and she slapped him, making him back up into Sealand who spat his soup at Freetown, who ended up freaking out and thinking it was raining inside. Germany felt a headache arriving as he sat there, trying to eat his soup.
The second course was calmer, but there were arguments amoung the younger nations, such as the Crown Dependency of Forvik getting into a spitball fight with Denmark and Scotland from where he sat, before yelling at them to recognize him as a damn nation. Kommissarische Reichsregierungen, also known as KRR, tried to give Germany a supportive smile, but he knew that it was pointless since the German looked about ready to beat someone up, most likely his brother who kept grinning at him from where he sat.
When the main course came, almost all of the nations started to complain. They didn't want to eat what France had served for them, it was... childlike to them, pretty much a major insult. "Screw my war with that stupid Sweden!" Ladonia growled. "I'm gonna fight with France!"
"I agree with Ladonia." Austenasia stated, the young London nation frown, pushing her plate away.
"That jerk is making fun of us! Just like all the other nations!" Elleore sighed, the Danish micronation was annoyed, just like the others.
Germany looked at the nations before looking at his own food, at least he was given something more adult-like, something was wasn't a stereotypical children's meal. He frowned and then thought of something that might get the other nations to be happy. Taking his spoon, he scooped up some of his potatoes and, totally swallowing his pride for the sake of cheering up the others, flicked the potatoes right at Sealand's face.
The boy blinked before staring at Germany, just as the other nations did. A blush came to Germany's face before he hit in the face with food, Sealand having launched it.
And thus, a food fight broke out, just like Germany had planned. KRR threw a fist full of food as Nova Roma who stood on the table, kicking a roll right at Kuglemugle who dodged and poured his drink into Seborga's pants.
Seborga squirted ketchup at Liechtenstein who, after letting out a small squeal and hiding behind Germany who got hit with ketchup, tossed her plate in his direction, only for the Italian to dodge and the plate hit Forvik.
All of the European micronations, states, and countries that were too young or too child-like to sit at the adult table, were in a massive food fight, not seeing that that older nations were watching them until a chunk of potatoes went fighting from their table, hitting France in the face.
"Enough!" The Frenchman yelled, the other nations stopped. "Who started this?" He frowned, looking at the table. Instantly, all fingers pointed to Germany who put down the bowl of soup he had been holding, he was going to drop it on Freetown who was playing with his napkin.
"Really Germany? And I thought you were the mature one out of us." France crossed his arms, looking at the German who stared at him. "Well? What do you have to say for yourself."
Germany looked at him before looking at his fellow younger nations. "Get him." Suddenly food flung at France and then at the older nations, yells of protests and cussing came from the others as the children, and hell, even Germany, laughed.
Re: Act Your Age Germany! [2/3]
The first course of dinner went off with some issues. Seborga started to flirt with the Republic of Saugeais and she slapped him, making him back up into Sealand who spat his soup at Freetown, who ended up freaking out and thinking it was raining inside. Germany felt a headache arriving as he sat there, trying to eat his soup.
The second course was calmer, but there were arguments amoung the younger nations, such as the Crown Dependency of Forvik getting into a spitball fight with Denmark and Scotland from where he sat, before yelling at them to recognize him as a damn nation. Kommissarische Reichsregierungen, also known as KRR, tried to give Germany a supportive smile, but he knew that it was pointless since the German looked about ready to beat someone up, most likely his brother who kept grinning at him from where he sat.
When the main course came, almost all of the nations started to complain. They didn't want to eat what France had served for them, it was... childlike to them, pretty much a major insult. "Screw my war with that stupid Sweden!" Ladonia growled. "I'm gonna fight with France!"
"I agree with Ladonia." Austenasia stated, the young London nation frown, pushing her plate away.
"That jerk is making fun of us! Just like all the other nations!" Elleore sighed, the Danish micronation was annoyed, just like the others.
Germany looked at the nations before looking at his own food, at least he was given something more adult-like, something was wasn't a stereotypical children's meal. He frowned and then thought of something that might get the other nations to be happy. Taking his spoon, he scooped up some of his potatoes and, totally swallowing his pride for the sake of cheering up the others, flicked the potatoes right at Sealand's face.
The boy blinked before staring at Germany, just as the other nations did. A blush came to Germany's face before he hit in the face with food, Sealand having launched it.
And thus, a food fight broke out, just like Germany had planned. KRR threw a fist full of food as Nova Roma who stood on the table, kicking a roll right at Kuglemugle who dodged and poured his drink into Seborga's pants.
Seborga squirted ketchup at Liechtenstein who, after letting out a small squeal and hiding behind Germany who got hit with ketchup, tossed her plate in his direction, only for the Italian to dodge and the plate hit Forvik.
All of the European micronations, states, and countries that were too young or too child-like to sit at the adult table, were in a massive food fight, not seeing that that older nations were watching them until a chunk of potatoes went fighting from their table, hitting France in the face.
"Enough!" The Frenchman yelled, the other nations stopped. "Who started this?" He frowned, looking at the table. Instantly, all fingers pointed to Germany who put down the bowl of soup he had been holding, he was going to drop it on Freetown who was playing with his napkin.
"Really Germany? And I thought you were the mature one out of us." France crossed his arms, looking at the German who stared at him. "Well? What do you have to say for yourself."
Germany looked at him before looking at his fellow younger nations. "Get him." Suddenly food flung at France and then at the older nations, yells of protests and cussing came from the others as the children, and hell, even Germany, laughed.