The Bet of Gain"Hey, France. Want to have a wager?"More Like This
That's how it all started out.
"A wager? What kind of wager, Angleterre?"
France and England were in a bar after a World Meeting. They were both drunk and they had gotten onto the subject of beauty. 'I find everything beautiful!' France had carelessly said earlier.
"To prove that you don't find everything beautiful."
"Of course I do! I'm the country of romance and love, remember?"
"Then... suppose I change the appearance of someone 'beautiful'?"
"It would not matter, Angleterre! What do gain if you lose this little wager?"
"You... The usual. A chance to humiliate each other at the next World Meeting."
"So... in 3 months time?"
They grasped each other's hands. And thus commenced their little bet.
England clumsily slipped a small vile full of brown liquid into France's hand. "Slip some of that into Seychelles' drink."
France raised an eyebrow. "Why?"
"To officially start."
France waited until Seychelles left her drink unat