Why bother getting up? Just so that he could be laughed at more? Prussia called him an old man. That gutted England to the core, made him want to throw up. Thankfully, the sight of Germany approaching was enough to bring his energy back.

He stayed limp, just keeping his eyes on the big German country. "Two-on-one and bringing a weapon? That isn't very fair, is it?" He smirked, obviously implying that neither of the two were able to take care of him on their own. If England was going to be accused of hiding behind his baby brother, then so was Prussia, because that was what it looked like.

The thought made him angry enough to plant his feet on the ground and attempt to lift Prussia. His intention was to toss him into Germany in order to put some distance between them.