Camping?! Hetalia x Reader

13: Horror Stories

No one's POV:

It was a beautiful evening. You and Italy had just been found, and all of you had gathered around the campfire, sharing exciting stories from your pasts and just talking. The atmosphere was warm and cozy, everyone having smiles on their faces as they were spending time with the people they had known for centuries. The last rays of sun were disappearing beneath the grand silhouettes of mountains, bringing darkness upon the forest. The campfire in the middle of the countries, was slowly eating the food, as its flames were reaching out for the dark night sky upon them. If someone had looked at the sky at that moment, they would have seen beautiful spectrum of stars, filling the dark night sky with their beautiful lights.

You were sitting on a wooden bench, laughing and smiling as Prussia and France were goofing around, the alcohol they had drunk already affecting on their behavior. Their cheeks were red and from time to time other one of them let out a small hiccup. Spain was playing his guitar, as the two countries danced and messed around like there was no tomorrow. There was sparkle in your eyes, as the wide grin on was never leaving your face. Next to you was sitting England, who was watching the two in disappointment, but even he couldn't hold the chuckle he let out. You gazed towards the small table, that has been full of food just half of hour before. However, it had quickly become empty as the hungry countries had charged towards it, eating anything they could find in their hands.. That sentence made them sound like hungry hogs, but no can do, you were only describing what had happened.

You looked over at America, who was searching something from his backpack frantically. You raised your eyebrows and got up, slowly making a beeline towards the America. Before he noticed, you were standing behind him, as you smirked slyly, ready to scare him.

"Boo", You said, just next to his ear, as he jumped slightly, trying to hold in a quiet shriek. He turned to look at you with wide eyes, and you smiled at him mischievously, sitting right next to him and crossing your legs. You looked at his backpack curiously, and leaned forward a little.

"What are you searching for?" You asked, taking his backpack from him and silently examining it. You stick your hand into it, trying to search for something interesting that America may have been looking for. Your hand reached something warm and sticky and you furrowed your eyebrows when you realized that it was probably a hamburger. America furrowed his eyebrows as he took his backpack back from you, and hugged it protectively like a little kid.

"I'm searching for my Rubik's Cube. I have a bet with Romano. He said that he can solve it in two hours", He explained and he slowly loosened his grip on the backpack, you raised your eyebrow, looking at him like you were calculating.

"You do realize that he is probably going to loose control, destroy the whole cube and afterwards he is going to let out high-pitched screech and go crazy-mode every time he sees one?" You asked, already imagining Romano killing the poor Rubik's Cube after not being able to solve it. You could imagine scarily well his crazy expression as he's slowly removing every single cube of that cube. You couldn't let that happen. We must protect cubes.

America just shook his head and let out a laugh.

"Pffft- no way that's going to happen-", He stated.

-Timeskip-

As you were talking with Japan, suddenly a high-pitched screech was heard. You quickly turned to look at the direction where it had come from and saw Romano wo was holding the Rubik's Cube in his hands with a tight grip. It was almost like there was coming smoke from his ears, as the screech he was letting out was almost inhuman and never-ending. You, Spain and Italy quickly ran to him as Spain started to shake him from his shoulders. Italy was panicking, as other countries were covering their ears. Spain turned to look at you. panic and worry mixed in his emerald eyes.