Another relaxing day; the sun was out, barely any clouds roamed the sky, and you were spending your whole time with America. The American was happy as you both strolled through the streets of Europe. Everything was perfect for the both of you, until you came across a certain salesman.
His dark blue eyes met yours once he lost focus of his work. Grinning like the excited man he was, he opened his mouth and spoke in a sweet Danish accent, "Hallo! (Y/N) and America! Over here!" He waved from his booth. You smiled warmly at him as America frowned.
You came running towards the Dane with a bright smile plastered on your beautiful face, leaving behind America. As you set your hands on the table in front of Denmark, scanning over all the items he was selling. They were many toys (probably made by Sweden) that were perfectly for children.
"Selling children toys again, I see? How unprofessional..." America scoffed, standing behind you. Denmark gave him a pout and glared at him, "At least I managed a job. How many would you like to buy, considering you are such a child..." He growled back at the American.
You had no idea what got into them. You knew they were best friends, especially if Prussia was with them, however it felt like once you were with them, they had to be the worst enemies with each other.
"You guys, stop fighting on such an awesome day!" You whined. America and Denmark looked at you, "You sound like Prussia." Denmark commented. America wrapped and arm around your waist, "I think she sounds cute!" He glared at the Dane, pulling you into his chest. Your face had burned red and you buried your face in his toned stomach.
Denmark then stepped away from the table and stood behind you, "So you think Prussia sounds cute?" He frowned, wrapping his arms around you. Their face were now so close, their eyes were just shooting bullets through their heads.
Now sandwiched by the two blondes, your face was so red it could have been mistaken by one of Spain's tomatoes. They monotonously shared insults with each other, loosening your grip within them.
Now since he was so awesome, he happened to be in the area. The man noticed your situation, so he decided to help. Creeping behind you three, he quickly pulled you away from them, and pulling you in his chest.
"Looks like they have their own problem now, huh Frau?" He stated. You sighed in relief and nodded. Letting go of you, you looked in his red orbs, "Thanks for saving me, Prussia. They seem to be at each others throats every time I'm around them..." You admitted, glumly. Prussia looked at them curiously, noting you were speaking literally.
America and Denmark were literally at each others throats, since they were choking each other, "Well, I guess they both lost! Because you're now mine, fräulein." He grinned, taking your hand softly. You nodded, quickly entangling your fingers around his, and walking away with both of you laughing, enjoying your new friend/love relationship.
"Hey, where did (Y/N) go?" America questioned, loosening his grip on Denmark's throat. "Maybe she left because she hates you!" Denmark snickered. America turned around and noticed you walking away with Prussia, holding hands.
"Damn it..." The blondes grumbled in defeat.