Camping?! Hetalia x Reader

7: Morning

No one's POV:

You woke up to a beautiful sound you could wake up to every morning; Romano's yelling. You switched your side, muttering: "Leave me alone punks", as you were met with someone's chest. You opened your eyes, and quickly sat up, noticing Austria next to you. You started to panic, not knowing what had happened, but then it hit you. You were in the middle of the forest. You had gone camping with others. You sighed in relief as memories flooded back to your mind. You furrowed your eyebrows as you didn't remember getting back to tent, you must had fallen asleep. Someone had carried you back to your tent.

As you had assumed, you were sleeping in the same tent as Hungary and Austria, but now that you looked around, you noticed that Hungary wasn't in the tent anymore. You sighed as you knew that you couldn't get sleep anymore, and crawled out of the bed. As you were outside, you stood up and stretched whilst yawning. You were wearing warm pullover with a jacket loosely over it, hat with a cute fluffy tassel in the end of it, some trousers, (F/C) gloves and scarf was wrapped around your neck. It still had been a little cold during the night, but you could manage. You pulled on your fur-lined boots, taking a deep inhale of fresh air. The air was so much better here, in the middle of the forest and you smiled and rubbed your eyes. It was probably the middle of the day already, and the air was chill even though the sun was shining brightly. You walked over to the middle of the camping place, and few countries were sitting on the wooden benches. You had decided that one morning you would wake up early, just to see the sunrise.

You sat on the bench and noticed the countries sitting on them too. There was Russia, France, England, China and Canada. Russia was sipping something from a blue glass bottle. There was some text on it and you tried to read what it was. You rubbed your eyes once more, now seeing the text: "Pop-tarts flavored vodka? Really?", You asked. Russia nodded whilst smiling childishly.

"Da, want to try?" He asked and you mouthed 'no thanks', before turning to look at others. They were having a conversation.

"Imagine if someone handed you a box full of all the items you have lost throughout your life", France thought out loud.

"It would be nice to get my sense of purpose back", You stated, resting your head on your hand.

"Oh wow.. My childhood innocence! Thank you for finding this!", China piped up sarcastically. Russia decided to join in the conversation too.

"My will to live! I haven't seen this in 150 years!", Russia told and smiled.

"I knew I lost that potential somewhere!", England added sarcastically while sipping his morning tea. You were certain that at least 50% of his body must be tea.

"Mental stability, my old friend", Said Canada and France sweatdropped.

"Guys, could you lighten up a little?" He asked and you shrugged. However, you somehow felt odd, like something was missing. There was so quiet.. You looked around the glade in wonder as your gaze run past the five standing tents and high trees. Then it hit you, where were the others?!

"Hey guys, where's the rest of us?" You asked, and tried to search them with you glare.

"Oh, America is building a pillow fort in his tent, he is having a competition with Prussia, Axis is by the stream and rest went to get some fire wood", Canada explained and you nodded in understatement. Then your stomach rumbled. You hid your face in your hands in embarrassment. England chuckled.

"Hungry? Here, take some food, love", He told and offered you a plate of food. It was a slice of bread with ham and cheese on top and next to it was an apple. You looked at it in wonder, you had no idea where England had just taken that plate, but you decided not to question as you took the plate from him, thanking. Just as you were about to take your first bite, Romano ran out of his tent, looking around furiously. He ran to where you guys were, his face red from anger.