Boy scouts!
*imagine France in a spare room at the world meeting place (in England) panicing because he doesnt have a hair brush like he could've sworn he packed one but it wasnt there*
America:*knocks on the door*Yo France dude you okay in there?!
France:non! J'ai perdu ma brosse à cheveux préférée!!(1)
America:oh is that all!! Here let me help you!!*goes to his room and grabs one of his hairbrushes*I'm back dude!!
France:*opens the door slowly*come in...
America:hey dude I dont know if this will sound strange but *eyes sparkle*can I do your hair!?
France:*is hesitant*maybe lat-
America:please dude! If you don't like it you can take it down!
France:*sighs*fine
*about 20-30 minutes of America doing Frances hair*
France:*looks in the mirror and gasps*mon deiu! How did you...?
America:boy scouts!
France:*looks at his watch*well if we don't hurry we'll be late!
*they went to the meeting and many asked France why his hair was prettier than normal and he just laughed his ohonhonhon laugh and pointed at America who is just smiling like a dork it made many nations confused*
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