No one's POV:
You took a bite of the delicious sandwich; Canada had made for everyone as a breakfast. You admired the view, as you had for once woken up early. The soft wind was playing with your hair, and you made a note that it had started to become more and more chill every night. At this rate the winter would start quickly. You wondered if the southern countries could take it.
It was still rather early dawn. You breathed in the fresh air, and exhaled, the relaxed feeling taking over your body. This was really doing good to you, as the colorful forest around you created relaxed and safe atmosphere. The forest's scent filled your nose with every inhale you took, and your eyes were enjoying the amazing view you saw. There was no polluted air, no ruckus, and on the top of it, no people. Well, if we do not count the ones you were here with. This was basically Heaven to you. If we do not count the fact that there was no electricity
You took yet another bite of your sandwich, noticing China coming out of his tent. He rubbed his eyes, and his hair wasn't tied up, which was a rare sight to see. He yawned and stretched, letting out a groan, as he started to make his way towards the middle of the camp where you and few others were quietly eating. His walking was tired, his feet barely even lifting, as he reached his destination and sat next to you. You looked over at him and flashed a smile.
"Rare to see you up so early~ What are you doing here this time of the morning?" You teased, as China rolled his eyes and took one of the sandwiches made by Canada. He took a bite of it and opened his mouth.
"This is the first morning you have woken up before me, so i should be the one ask you that", He stated, and took yet another bite of his sandwich. He was leaning a little bit back with his other hand, and surprisingly wasn't feeling cold even though he didn't have a jacket on. You rolled your eyes at his statement.
"Your eyes are going to roll out if you keep rolling them like that", he told to you, and you let out quiet amused chuckle, as there was comfortable silence fallen between you two. The silence, however, was broken, when the certain Prussian albino struggled out of his tent and arrived to the campfire.
"Is everyone still sleeping?" He asked, as he looked at the small group of you. Besides you and China, there was Canada, England, Germany and Hungary present. England was quietly sipping his morning tea, while Hungary was polishing her frying pan, making it ready for the new day. You gave Prussia a slight nod, taking yet another bite of your sandwich, although it was almost finished. There was expression of wonder on his face, as he grabbed one of the sandwiches, took a seat on the other side of you and rested his head on his hand. His blood red eyes were looking at nowhere and there was this glassy expression covering them. You raised your eyebrows, and shifted on your place, so you were a little closer to him. From this close, you could see the slight twitch in his eyes from time to time, as he was thinking hard.
"What are you thinking about?" You questioned, leaning closer to his face, and waving your hand in front of his eyes. He blinked few times, as it was almost like he was brought back to earth from some planet unknown to you. For a slight moment he looked dumbfounded, but then he turned to look at you with a wide smirk. That smirk didn't ever know any good, and the other countries around you sensed that too.
"Just about what we are going to do today.. We haven't planned anything, right?" He asked and you nodded slowly, not knowing where this was going. You had a bad feeling about this. You could sense how Prussia got more excited by each second, and that meant that he had something in his mind. He had this determined expression, which made sure that he would get his will through, no matter what. You gulped and asked the question that had been running through your mind for the last few moments now.
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Camping?! Hetalia x Reader
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