{Timeskip to Friday night}
Poland POV:
Germany and I were making our way to the café. Unexpectedly, we ran into those feature-stealing bozos. "GO GO GO!" I yelled to Niemecy as I pushed him ahead as they shot with pistols, "W-WHO ARE THOSE GUYS?!" he cried, "No time, get going!" I replied.
Germany POV:
WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE? WHAT THE HELL DO THEY WANT? Polen and I ran faster and faster. "Heads up!" he cried out, he picked me up again and we glided off, -BANG-, I got shot, "Holy frick!!!" I said in pain.
We eventually lost them and made our way into Norway's, we'd better not bump into those guys again.
ESTÀS LLEGINT
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