The Great Vacation

CH 1

Alaskas P.O.V. - 12:00 pm

"Vacation starts today! Vacation starts today!" I sang as I did a little victory dance. "Vacation with everyone! Vacation with everyone! Yahooooo! We're going to have so much fun!"

"Wow. Calm down, love. Have you finished packing yet?" My dad, England asked while picking up a suitcase and taking it to the door.

"Ye-" I started but soon realized that I haven't even started yet. "No." I finished, putting my head down.

"Ha!" America, my eldest brother, laughed as he walked by me, also carrying a suitcase. "Do I need to help you?" He asked making a face.

"Shut up!"

"Please don't fight." My other brother, Canada, said in a barely audible voice. He walked down the stairs, followed by my Papa, France. They both had bags. France's, obviously, a bit more full.

England, who was behind me, tapped me on the shoulder. "Go pack, quickly now. We don't have long until they pick us up."

"Ok, dad." I skipped up the stairs and down the hall to my bedroom. Then I changed into a pair of black leggings, the eskimo boots from my uniform, and a lumberjack flannel.

After a little while Papa called me down. I quickly gathered the rest of my stuff and walked back downstairs to be pounced on by a very tall, very excited Sicily.

"Ow"

"C'mon Alaska! We got the bus out front!" She said. I looked out the window to see her parents, Italy and Germany chatting with Dad and Papa out by the rented bus and my brothers throwing throwing things at each other inside the vehicle. Looking closer inside the bus, I saw that they had already picked up Romano, Prussia, Japan, Crete, and Tokyo.

I got off the floor and walked out to the bus. I got inside the bus and sat across from Prussia and soon Sicily who tossed herself back down next to him. I felt a tal on the back of my head.

"Wuddup shortstack?"

I sighed. "Hi Crete, and I'm not short. You're just all tall."

"Yep. Keep telling yourself that." He said and sat back down.