Germany's Plan to Take Down the World

Chapter One - The Attack -

Germany was working out at the same gym as usual, doing the same old routine. It was oddly quiet normally other people were there too. The only other person there was the person behind the counter who was listening to music and flipping through a magazine.

Oh well, he thought and went back to counting, 55, 56, 57, 58, 59, 60… And so on.

He was so concentrated that he didn't even here the bell give off a happy trill as the door opened and a lithe Italian entered, paying an entrance fee. Nor did he notice said person slowly making his way towards the blonde. But he certainly noticed when someone, namely, Italy, attacked him with a water gun. A water gun that was filled with ice cold water.

"ITALY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Germany yelled after he recovered from the initial surprise and saw that the Italian man laughing.

"Veh~" He said happily before running off into a side room. Germany jumped up and yelled, "Italy! Get back here!" and started to chase him.

Italy ran into the room and stood behind a bench and said, "Veh~ Now guys!"

As Germany ran in, other countries jumped out from their hiding spots. He was assaulted from the front and from behind him, everyone attacking him with the cold water.

Italy, Romano, Prussia, Spain, France, Poland, Turkey, Hungary, Switzerland, Russia, China, Japan, the person from behind the counter, who had really been England in disguise, America, a random gun that seemed to be floating, and most surprisingly, Austria, all aimed their guns at the German.

Germany let out a (manly) yelp at the cold water assaulting him from all angles. All the countries proceeded to attack him and laughing for a few minutes until all of the water ran out.
Once all of the water was gone, Germany was laughing along with them. Or so everyone shot. There was a lot of laughing, congratulations and high-fives going around.

Until Germany suddenly stopped laughing and his normally serious face returned. He looked at the nations one-by-one. They all stopped laughing and froze under his predatory glare. They were quick to understand that, even though he had been supposedly laughing along with him, in his head, he was planning his revenge against each and every one of them.

Everyone dropped their weapons (Could they be called that?) and ran out of the room.

Prussia was yelling at the top of his lungs, "ABORT SURPRISE ATTACK! ABORT SURPRISE ATTACK! TARGET HAS BEEN ANGERED! I REPEAT! ABORT! MISSION!"

"No shit, Sherlock!" England yelled at him.

"Mon ami! Just run!" France shouted at the albino.

They all ran and tripped over each other as they retreated form the building, putting as much distance between themselves and Germany as they could.

'Oh yes. This is going to be fun,' Germany thought to himself. Germany grinned evilly and grabbed a towel to dry himself off.

A/N: Umm. Yeah. Random idea of mine~

Can anyone guess where I got this idea from?

So tell me what you think? Think it is stupid (Well, even I think this is a bit stupid, but a funny stupid~?)? Want to give me a suggestion? Please let me know if you have any that I haven't pranked yet.

That's all. See ya'!