No one's POV:
As everyone had calmed back down, and Germany had stated that the meeting would end for today, America had asked if Axis, Allies, Hungary, Spain, Romano, Prussia, Canada, you and Austria could stay for a minute.
As the countries who's name hadn't been said started to leave, Denmark pouted childlishly and looked at you and America, because you guys were sitting next to eachother.
"You are going to do something fun again, aren't you?" He asked and crossed his arms over his chest.
"Um-" You started but Denmark interrupted you.
"That's not fair! Don't you like Nordics or something?! Why aren't we allowed to come??" He asked, furrowing his eyebrows. You sighed.
"It's not my fault that Author doesn't want any more characters in this story! She would have like 20 characters then and 15 is already too challenging. Talk to her not to me if you want to be involved" You explained and Denmark rolled his eyes.
"The Author probably just doesn't like me.." He muttered under his breath and turned away, walking towards the door.
Then he turned and looked at you.
"But the Nordics will appear in this story again! I swear! I will make sure that it will happen!" He dramatically yelled and then.. dissappeared?
Norway rolled his eyes as he clapped his hands and turned to you.
"Sorry for that, i used my magic to bring him on the airport already. I must go after him now and make sure that he doesn't do anything stupid there, good bye" Norway explained and turned on his heels, heading out of the door.
"Wow well.. That was unexpected" You stated as the big ass doors closed, leaving only 15 countries in the room.
America jumped on the table.
"Everyone! Listen to me!" He yelled dramatically, as the whole room got dark, and there was spotlight on him.
Somehow everyone was silent and America cleared his throath.
"Tomorrow-!" He started, dramatically pausing as he was looking at his audience, though he didn't see it well, because of the dark.
"We will-!" He contined as he looked on his right side and mouthed 'drum roll' with his mouth, as there magically was heard drum rolling somewhere in the room.
"GO TO CAMPING!!" He yelled and made some random pose as he smiled brightly.
England turned the lights on.
"Why in the bloody hell we would go to camping?? Our bosses need us, you know" He stated and America smiled.
"I was prepared for this! Before the meeting, i called to all of your bosses and asked if this was okay, saying that we needed some time together! It was okay with them!!" He explained and England rolled his eyes.
"We got enough time together last time, i'm not going to do anything like that again in the next few centuries" The grumpy british man stated.
"I think that this is an awesome idea!" You told, trying to spread some kind of positivity.
"Yeah, that's the spirit!" America commented.
"But like.. Won't we get cold..? It's pretty cold in Canada" Spain asked, worried.
"No shit Sherlock, we will probably freeze to death" Romano said.
"Eh.. Actually it has been very warm Autumn, and it's still september so there won't be snow anytime soon i guess.." Canada explained.
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Camping?! Hetalia x Reader
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