Trolling made by Sam AND me. So, Mara, don't only hurt me. Thank you ^^. And, fromAustriawithLove won the challenge with the answer of x=4, y=5. Great job! Now, since it is about Social Studies somewhat, I'm gonna ask you all a Social Studies question. You can't answer two questions in a row. The question will be at the bottom of the page. Do NOT cheat! Same instructions as last page. Read on, and happy trolling~
"Hey, Prussia. These are my friends," Mara said, walking down the stairs to him.
The legendary, ego-maniac Prussia was sitting on America's couch, lounging. He was smiling as they all walked down the steps to see him. Sam turned over to Becca when they all hit the ground.
"Distract Mara. It's trolling time," she whispered in Becca's ear, smiling.
How do I dis- I got it, she thought to herself, smiling devilishly.
"Mara," she whispered, using a hand motion towards her.
"What do you want?" she asked, walking over to her.
"I gotta pee," Becca said.
"Well, go," Mara said, irritated.
"I don't wanna be alone," Becca whined.
She danced around like she had to pee.
"Ugh, fine. Come on," Mara said, grabbing her hand and stomping up the stairs.
This was all a part of the plan. The devilish plan. Well, more of, the trolling plan.
"You know, I'm more awesome than you," Sam said in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Vat? No, joo aren't! I'm vay more awezome zan joo!" Prussia proclaimed, jumping out of his seat.
"No, I am way more awesome," Sam said.
"I'm ze awezomest person ever!" Prussia said.
"I am the awesomest," Sam said.
"No! I am more awezome!" Prussia said.
"No! I'm more awesome than you!" Sam said.
"I am awesomer zan you!" Prussia.
"Oh, bleep! Get your towels ready; it's about to go down! Everybody in the place hit the bleeping deck! But stay on your mother bleeping toes! Something, something, something. Here we go! I'm on a boat! I'm on a boat! Everybody look at me cause I'm sailing on a boat!" Becca sang in the bathroom.
"Are you singing I'm On A Boat by The Lonely Island while you're peeing?" Mara asked.
"Why, yes I am!" Becca said.
"Are you done yet?" Mara asked.
"DON'T RUSH ME!" she yelled.
Inside the bathroom, she was just laying on the floor, being bored. Lord knows how long it's going to take Sam until she's done trolling....
I can't keep doing this forever. He's gonna get tired and give up. Becca can't stay up there forever. Mara's gonna have to come down sooner or later. Now, for the atom, no, the trolling bomb, Sam thought.
"Fine, Prussia. I'll believe you are more awesome than me on the day that Poland no longer likes pink!" Sam retorted. (direct quote from the Sam)
Prussia gasped. His gasp sounded throughout the house.
That's my cue, Becca thought.
She flushed the toilet and opened the door.
"I think I heard Prussia downstairs," Mara said, walking downstairs.
"Wait!" Becca said, pulling on her arm.
"What?" Mara asked, irritated.
"I didn't wash my hands," Becca said.
Sam might not be done trolling. I need to make sure that she's done, or Mara will find her and kill her, Becca thought.
"And you touched my hand? Ew, Becca," Mara said, walking to the bathroom.
She followed her, and they both started to wash their hands.
"Zat's zit. I'm leaving!" Prussia yelled, slamming the door behind him.
"And that's how you troll," Sam said to herself with a fist raise.