Hallo.

The Awesome 'Nansij' helped me write this story, and this is our first Fanfic so please be nice to us, and we'll give you a cookie.

DISCLAIMER:

We sadly don't own Hetalia! ;_;

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It was a warm sunny day in Spain. Today was a special day. Today was the day a tomato eating contest was being held. Millions of people had come to participate in this special contest. But only four participants were left, an Italian, a Spaniard, a Prussian, and an American.

They had all eaten 50 tomatoes each, when the Prussian spoke up, "The awesome me… Gilbert… can't eat anymore." And with that he fell face first into his basket of tomatoes. The crowd then saw a dark haired man (Austria) stride over to the tomato covered Gilbert, pulling him away whilst grumbling,

"You Idiot! Why did you sign up for this stupid contest in the first place? Idiot. Seriously, what did you expect? Moron."

"I know you totally love the awesome me." Gilbert smirked. The man fell silent and mumbled something unhearable. When the guys were far away everybody turned back to the eating contest. The participants began eating tomatoes again. They had eaten 55 tomatoes each, when the American stood up and declared,

"I can't eat anymore vegetables, Arthur, take me to McDonalds!" A blond haired man walked to the front of the crowd and shouted,

"You bloody twat, I'm not paying for your lunch again!"

"If I pay will, you come with me?" The American begged using his puppy eyes, "pleeeeeeeease?"

The blond haired man's eyes widened and he stuttered a quiet, "Y-Y-Yes…"

The American smiled and jumped over the table to hug his British "friend", whose cheeks turned slightly pink at the action. "Dude, I totally love you! ^_^" Now the British man's face was completely red, and he walked away stiffly with the American still hanging on him.

"Bastards! I am trying to win here. STOP INTERUPTING!" The Italian shouted with a red face whilst standing.

"Aww~ your face looks just like a tomato~" The Spaniard cooed, whilst poking his red cheeks.

"W-w-w-what? What the fuck are you talking about?" He pulled away from the Spaniard and sat down, "c-can we just get on with this shitty contest?"

"Sure~" The Spaniard smiled. And so the tomato eating continued.

A few hours later… (Time Skip)

It was starting to get dark, the majority of the people watching had gone home, and they were running out of tomatoes. The judge walked over to the boys and asked, "Are any of you planning on stopping soon?"

"No~" "Nope…" They both answered.

The judge then looked away for a few seconds before turning to face them again. "I'm sorry, but I have to end this contest now… were running out of tomatoes and time."

"WHAT THE HELL?! How can a tomato eating contest run out of fucking tomatoes?" The Italian shouted.

"Because you've eaten them? Anyway, you both have won first place~, and you get a prize." The judge said happily.

"And what is the fucking prize?!"

"It's a dinner for two. ^^ At the famous restaurant 'Pasta4u' what could be better?" the judge sighed and gave the Italian the gift card.

"WHAAAAAT?!"

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