Germany:I love Herr stick. My sticky friend always has my back. Mr. Stick, I love you so much. Will you make me the happiest man ever, and marry me?
Prussia: That escalated quickly, West. Don't you think you should take it slow?
Germany: NEIN! I love Herr stick, and he loves me too!
Austria: This is a problem. Germany...
Germany: You will not take him away from me, fiends! *runs away into the sunset with Herr stick*
Austria: *to Prussia*Where in the world did your brother get that insane behavior?
Prussia: Wha? Oh! Uh! *hides Herr Spoon behind his back* i have no idea