Camping?! Hetalia x Reader

8: Cooking Problems

No one's POV:

As the day passed, the sun slowly gliding over the sky, colors changed from blue to yellow, orange and red. The soft wind was howling through your hair as you sat on a rock nearby the stream, gazing at the beautiful sky. Your nose was red, as you inhaled the fresh air in your lungs, your shoulders slowly rising and falling. Your scarf was thrown loosely around your neck, as you hid your face beneath it, inhaling the familiar scent. It was starting to be cold, and you pulled your jackets over you tighter, and sighed.

"What are you doing here all alone?" You heard someone ask from behind you, as you recognized the voice belonging to England. He sat next to you and furrowed at your clothing. Your jacket didn't look exactly warm and you looked like you were shivering. You smiled as you didn't take your eyes off from the beautiful view. The last rays of sun were hitting the surface of the small stream, making it blaze under the sun. The skyline of mountains were far in the horizon, as the sun had started to disappear beneath them. After hour or so, even the last rays of sun would be only a memory. You sighed.

"I'm enjoying the view, want to join?" You asked as you finally teared your eyes off from the view. You had always loved sky- and stargazing. England shook his head softly as he exhaled, and you looked how his breathe turned into steam as it became in touch with the frosty air.

"I must decline your offer.. The others are trying to figure out how to make food for everyone with one campfire and i guess i might as well help them", He paused for a moment as his gaze run on your jacket, finally reaching your eyes. "But do you not have any warmer jacket? You're going to freeze during the night", He asked worriedly, furrowing his eyebrows. His hand gently brushed the jacket's fabric and you smiled.

"Don't worry, I'm fine!" You told smiling and grabbed the Brit by his wrist.

"But let's go help the others!" You said, getting up and pulling England with you, as you started to make your way towards the middle of the camping place. As you two made it closer, you could notice all the countries surrounding the campfire. You could catch up with some of their conversation.

"Who could have known that making this much food with one campfire could be this hard? This is why i buy convenience food" America questioned as he was standing in front of the campfire with the packs of food in his hands.

"How will we share the cooking for everyone when there's only one campfire?" France asked, with worried expression on his face. As you looked around, you noticed the boxes of more food in the distance. Then you realized what the problem was. There was 15 hungry countries and only one campfire. Making an actual food would take forever.

"Can't we just use the mini grill i brought here?" Canada asked rubbing his temples. It would have been so much easier if people actually listened to him. He had been camping the most after all.

"No! We want to do this in traditional way" The countries around the campfire declined, wanting to do everything by themselves.

"Ai-yah! when i was a kid we didn't even have things like that!" China back upped their decision as you and England arrived to others.

"You probably hadn't invented even fire then? Am i right or am i right?" You joined in their conversation and England tried not to laugh. China's eyes widened.

"That's so mean aru! I'm not that old!" China said and you rolled your eyes, muttering 'yeah, yeah', under your breath. You looked at the countries in thought, as they were trying to think how to arrange the cooking that everything had something to cook -It would have been mean to have only one to cook everything-, and something to eat.

"Why can't we just make more campfires?"

"Nah, too much work"

"Why can't we just use the grill-"