"Kesesesesesese, hungary is going to the competition! I can show her how awesome my skills are." Prussia said to himself.
He was backstage at the comedy performance waiting for his turn. He took a peak at the crowd through the curtains and looked for Hungary, his secret crush. Of course, she was near Austria who was examining the drums.
"Stupid Austria." Prussia muttered.
"Ladies and Gentlemen! Amercia announced as the mc," Thanks you all for coming to today's comedy competition, where countries will try and prove to be the funniest! I, America, will definetely be the winner, but lets give a round of aplause to Venezziano, Romano, and Germany for the first contestant!"
The curtains opened up, and the trio appeared on stage.
"Hi! Hello everyone, we are going to do a skit! Enjoy!" Italy said to the audience.
"Venezziano!" Romano exclaimed, " I agreed to do a comedy act with you, but I didnt know the potato eating b****d was in the contract!"
"But Germany is funny." Italy smiled.
"Funny? No he isnt, he eats potatoes, drinks beer, and does work all day!" Romano argued.
Germany clenched his fists, apparently, this was not the skit.
"But he will look funny with a mustache!" Romano pulled out a black mustache from the back of his pocket and put it up to Germany's face from his view.
"hahahahahaha! you look pathetic! Mr. Potato Mustache!" Romano laughed.
The audience laughed too.
"uh..."Germany scratched his head,"from over here, it looks like you have a mustache...you know."
"Wha?! No! dont look at me! i look ridiculous with a mustache! nooo!" Romano cowered in the corner of the stage.
The audience laughed even harder.
"Dang," Prussia whispered to nobody in particular,"I didnt know West was going to be in the competition. But i cant lose to him."
to be cont...lol the mustache moment