A.N. This is the prologue to my Olympic themed fanfic. I live in England, really don't care about sports and don't understand why everyone's so hyped up about it so I shall use this fanfiction as a way to make this event bearable (mother refuses to put any other program on during the Olympics). I will try to update regularly. I am not doing EVERY event but I will do as many as I can. I'm only involving the Countries I have seen in Hetalia as I just can't do OCs. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or the Olympics (who does…?)
The nations had booked-out the hotel. There was no need for humans to get involved in any fights or overhear anything they shouldn't. The Olympics had started and every country involved had turned up to watch. England was representing Great Britain and was glaring at anyone who insulted the food. America was talking to Canada who, unused to the attention, was hiding behind Kumajiro. France and Spain were chatting to Prussia who had been dragged there by Germany. The two Italy brothers were stood next to the Germanic nation complaining about the terrible food and were therefore getting shouted at by England. Hungary clung to Austria glaring at Prussia who, despite his friends' reassurances, was getting increasingly nervous. The three Baltic nations were attempting not to cower from Russia, Latvia and Estonia were hiding behind America while Lithuania had attached himself to Poland. Belarus and Ukraine were standing either side of Russia; Ukraine was talking to Russia while Belarus glared at her. China was trying to talk to Japan but the quite nation only replied in one syllable answers. Denmark, Finland, Sweden and Norway were stood in a corner conversing away from the crowd of other nations. Greece had fallen asleep as usual; meanwhile Lichtenstein was getting lectured by Switzerland not to talk to the other nations and not to under any circumstances go off with France – who was reminiscing about the first Olympics his country had participated in. Each country was counting down to the starting ceremony.
A.N. Starting Ceremony next… it's on tonight. It's going to go terribly, that's practically guaranteed.