((OH GOOD LORD. THAT MADE MY DAY.))

lying on the couch, taking a nap. He had been stressed out by the workload lately.

a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/... This inspired me. XD))

sneeks into his house, containing his giggles. He is pleased to see the other is asleep and happily draws the notes on.

's eyebrows twitched a little at the feeling but is not making any signs that he will wake up soon.

does the act and flees, laughing loudly once he was gone.

could have sworn he heard someone laughing while he slept. He woke up soon after and decided to have some tea, but realised that he had ran_

_out. He groaned, took his coat and walked out for tea in the nearby cafe instead.

stalking him, hiding his laughs. He wanted to see how other people took to his genius.

walking along the streets. People who passed him by were giving him looks and smiling. He raised an eyebrow and inwardly grinned. Did he_

_somehow look more attractive today? He toyed with the idea a little before dismissing it.

very proud of his work. See? England was making friends!

saw a street musician along the way who stopped him and smiled. "Ah, Mister. I will play this song just for you." The musician said before_

_reading the notes off his eyebrows. England looked shocked for a moment but stayed.

put the starting notes of an old Prussian march on his eyebrows and beams proudly at the tune.

furrowed his eyebrows when he heard the tune. It was... Not British, that was for sure. Familiar though, he could not quite put his_

_tongue on it. The song ended and England thanked the musician, not wanting to be rude and ask where he got the tune from.

that was utterly beautiful. He approved.

could feel someone was following him. He shrugged off the feeling and continued to search his brain, that tune was stuck to his mind. Hang_

_on... It sounded like a Prussian march. B-But... Why?

though it was a clever way to announce his great idea, naturally.

it would not be of much use. Prussia is not a country *now*. He scanned his surroundings, the feeling of someone following him was getting_

_to him.

it is still recognizable!! He is hidingin the bushes, still grinning stupidly at all the attention England is getting.

does not know whether to be baffled by that sentence or be baffled by the fact that Prussia still exists as a personification. And, the_

_white hair is not blending very well into the greens of the bush. He raised an eyebrow but shrugged it off and continued walking.

continues to stalk--- follow. Yes, follow him, watching all the reactions that the other was getting.

| People passing by England was either giving him strange looks or, for the most part, smiling at him. It was rather odd, but he smiled_

_back as well, thinking that the good weather today is putting everyone into a good mood.

very proud of his work. England looked very happy. Lot's of people were talking to him. Finally, he decided to go say hello himself. "Yo!"

turned around and was greeted by Prussia. Was that white hair from be--? He shook it off. "Hello."

slings an arm around him. "Having a good day?"

shrugged the arm off and gave a small smile. "Yes, indeed." And for once, he was actually telling the truth.

whistles a bit. "You can thank me later."

raised an eyebrow, the notes following the curves as it moved up. "What do you mean?"

whistles then tune on his brows. "Nothin'"

paused for a bit, listening to the tune Prussia was whistling. "T-That sounds just like the one I had heard from the street musician_

_earlier."

grins a bit. "Oh gee! See? I helped make you friends!"

furrowed his eyebrows, finding this very suspicious. He then noticed... "Why are you staring at my eyebrows?"

looks to the side. "Kesesese....no reason at all!"

*knows* there is something by that reaction. He looked around for a reflective surface, conveniently finding a large glass nearby and_

_walked towards it.

follows him, still laughing to himself.

squinted to look at his reflection on the glass. He leant forward, trying to get a better look. There was certainly something odd ab-- Wait_

_just a bloody minute... He hummed the tune in his mi--... "YOU BASTARD!" He turned around and glared at the other, forgetting he was in_

_public and was about to reach out to strangle the other.

cackles at him and moves away. "You said you were having a good day! Don't get mad!"

continued his advancement towards the Prussian... German. Whatever! "I was. Until... *THIS*." He gestured towards his eyebrows.

keeps backing up, grinning all the while. "That's what made you have a good day!"

took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. He tried to wipe the ink off using his thumb. "You are probably finding all this very_

_amusing, aren't you?" He said in a dangerous tone.

snorts a bit when he smears the ink across his forehead. Now he had a unibrow. "I thought I was doing you a favor!""

unaware of the unibrow as of yet. "An *unneeded* favour, mind if I add." He muttered a few curses under his breath. How humiliating he must_

_have looked all those time when he was walking the way here. "Good day, my arse..."

points to him. "Now you're making a fool of yourself."

raised an eyebrow and gave him a strange look. "What?"

crosses his arms. "You always turn a good thing into something bad for yourself. You're really talented, you know? Kesesese!"

"N-No! I do *not*!" He huffed, mirroring Prussia and crossing his arms as well. "Besides, it was not even a good thing to begin with."

grins a bit. "It made people happy in a good way and now you're making people happy in a bad way, Unibrow."

"Unibrow?" He raised the length of eyebrow, wondering what on Earth is Prussia talking about. He turned back to the reflective surface. Oh_

_there it is. He scowled and began to rub harshly on the ink to get it off.

laughs more. "You need water."

just goaned and covered the whole of his forehead while walking towards the nearest bathroom. "Stop laughing, you stupid git."

follows him. "I thought it looked cool."

turned to look at Prussia in disbelief. "Would *you* want one then?"

about this before offering him a pen. "You can draw music notes on my cheek! I'll look snazzy."

continued to stare at him in disbelief. Was this bloke serious?! "You must be mad."

grins at him more. "Nah, it's awesome. Trust me."

furrowed his eyebrows and huffed. "Well, do it yourself if you so wish for it then."

laughs a bit. "You're the one who suggested."

scowled now at the laughter and swiped the pen from the other. "Fine. But don't regret it."

leans in a bit, still grinning. "I won't!"

subconsciously shifts away slightly. Well, he was going to write in the musical score for the piece he knew best, 'God Save the Queen'.

only lets him write a few notes before pulling back. "There!"

's look of concentration immediately turned into a scowl. "I wasn't quite done yet."

sticks out his tongue. "I didn't say write a whole symphony."

more than a little displeased and had to resist the urge to drive his pen through Prussia's tongue. "Well, you seem to quite like the idea_

_just then, so wouldn't you have liked the full piece?" Although, there was not enough space to begin with...

shakes his head. "One or two!"

looks around. The two of them had attracted quite a few curious glances. He immediately jumped back and away from the German, flushing a_

_little in embarrassment.

tilts his head, wondering why he did that. "What?"

"...P-People are watching, you moron. Are you completely daft?!" He half-whispered, half-shouted.

very confused. "Watching what?"

gestured between the both of them. "Us! What else?!"

tilts his head. "So?"

"We are making a fool of ourselves in public. How could you not be embarrassed about it, you imbecile?!"

still doesn't get it. "We're just havin' fun."

"Well, I am not."

ruffles his hair with a snicker. "Aw, come on. Lighten up!"

batted his hand away with a glare. He hated it when people place a hand on his head. "Not around you, I won't."

just tries to pat him again. "Kesese! You're so stiff. You should get a beer with me."

grabbed at his wrist and pushes it off. Although, beer does not sound all that... Bad...

see's he has snagged him. "First one is on me!"

eyes him in suspicion, wondering if there was a catch to it but nodded anyway. "In that case, very well."

just wants to get him hooked for fun. "This way then~"

followed along, subconsciously still rubbing at his face to make sure the ink is completely off.

doesn't tell him he's just making it worse and leads him.

not a clue and continued doing so until his arms were hurting from overexertion.