Hello, hello, I am Maddie, and I like to write excessive author's notes. I'm back fanfiction-ing again! If you're one of my regular watchers… sorry about Command School haha. That just died completely. Starting fresh here~
So, behold my Hetalia story! I figured if there's that academy alternate universe, I've seen fics about Alfred and Matt working at Wal-Mart, why not a summer camp? I hope this doesn't need that much explanation. I guess I was inspired by a camp I used to go to (it's called Camp Eagle Wing and it's in Maine if you're curious) and all my awful experiences I had there lol. It's based off of that place, so if I'm doing anything weird that doesn't happen in other summer camps, tell me and I'll explain in an author's note or something. (:
Also, please please tell me anywhere I can improve! If anyone's out of character, if I made a silly typo… if you have suggestions for what you want to see in future chapters ;D
Rated T because I'll probably be making a lot of sexual jokes, and there may or may not be smut in the future. Depends on whether or not I'm brave enough to post it. P:
They were expecting Alfred's brother, and that's what they got. They just didn't anticipate that he'd be so radically different. Sure they sort of looked alike- Matt had blonde hair, wore glasses, and had the same body type- but the way that the younger brother shied away all the time made the campers think he must have been swapped at birth or something.
Matt was expecting a summer of hard work and an excessive amount of punches from Alfred. He just didn't anticipate that others might take notice of him. He usually blended with the scenery, and was perfectly fine with that. He didn't have an interest in being at the center of the stage.
Gilbert… well, at that point, he'd learned never to expect anything.
"Mattie!" Alfred greeted the long-awaited new counselor with a harsh punch to the shoulder, followed by a bear hug. "You made it!"
"H-hey Alfred…" Matt pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, waiting for the end of the death squeeze. "I did promise I'd be here, since you're short on staff and all…" He looked around, surveying the camp. There were five cabins- Younger girls, younger boys, older girls, older boys, and CITs- all in a row along a dirt path leading up to the office, art buildings, climbing wall, infirmary and mess hall. Further along it were the playing fields and archery range, and past that was the waterfront.
"I lied about that!" Alfred admitted with the eccentricity only he could pull off. Matt sighed in response to this, rolling his eyes. "It's just… ever since the kids caught wind that I had a brother, they've been dying to see you!"
"You could have just given them a picture," Matt pointed out. "But oh well, I'm here, I did my counselor training. No use going back." He shrugged.
"Who are you?" The question came from a little boy with a polar bear on his shirt staring at Matt blankly.
"I'm Matt, Alfred's brother," he answered, but the boy had already lost interest and walked away. "What was that about?"
Alfred shrugged. "Don't worry about that kid. Come on, I'll show you to your cabin." He slung one of Matt's bags over his shoulder and brought him to the little building the younger boys occupied, took him up the ramp to the little porch, and opened the door. Inside, a flock of 10, 11 and 12 year olds were running around hitting each other upside the head with pillows, sunscreen bottles and underpants. In the midst of them all, an albino, presumably the counselor Matt was to share the burden of these kids with, was attempting to herd them.
"Ow! Quit it! Sit down! Peter, did you bite me?" Gilbert caught a blonde boy by the collar of his shirt, then looked up to see the brothers in the doorway. "Oh, hey, you must be the infamous Matt, right?" He grinned.
"I-infamous?" Matt echoed, stammering.
"I'm kidding with you! Calm down." Gilbert allowed a smirk. "But Alfred has told us plenty. Like… uh…" he struggled to come up with something. "That you have an unhealthy obsession with maple."
"It's not unhealthy!" Matt objected. "Maple is good for you." He insisted.
"Your obsession is unhealthy," Alfred offered, dropping Matt's bag on the floor. "Well, I'm out. Have some chores to do out by the waterfront with Arthur. Felicia gave us each ten dollars to do her busywork for her. Seeya, Matt. Seeya, Gil." He gave a wave, parading out. A/N- If you're wondering about "Felicia", that's fem!Italy . I needed more girl counselors, seeing as most of the cast of Hetalia is guys. It was suggested that I genderbend Poland, but I like him too much as a girly man. :3 If you're wondering about what she does as a counselor, she canoes. I thought because of Venice and the gondoliers and stuff… OK, I'm done rambling now.
The children were still running around, throwing each other's things about the cabin. "Hey, why don't you kiddos say hi to Mattie?" Gilbert suggested, lazily looking over at the blonde.
Oh great, Alfred's nickname is getting popular… Matt thought with an inward groan. He didn't have long to grumble, because the swarm of boys had all perked up and ran for Matt, tackling him to the porch floor. From the younger girls' cabin, a slight young woman with cinnamon brown hair tied in a ponytail with a distinctive haircurl stifled a giggle.
"Do you need help?" she called over, though she was already on her way, prancing up the ramp and ultimately standing over Matt, watching the pile curiously. "Hehe, you must be the new counselor! Matt! I'm Felicia!" she extended a hand, but quickly drew it back, realizing that he was a little occupied trying to remove ten boys from him.
"Nice to meet you… it'd be nicer under other circumstances…" Matt had given up on trying to push them off, and hoped they'd get bored and leave.
Gilbert walked out of the cabin, not to assist Matt, but to strike up a conversation with the young lady. "Felicia, the laziest chick in the universe," he greeted. "Paying Alfred and Arthur just so you could get out of counting life jackets?"
"And I'm not ashamed at all," Felicia confirmed. "You really should help out poor Mattie."
Really, is everyone going to start calling me that? Matt frowned slightly. "No, it's fine… I can handle it!" After a minute of the boys still not budging, Matt gave in. "OK, fine, please help me."
One by one, Gilbert lifted the children, tossing them in their respective bunks. "And you all better stay there and behave until dinner or we give dessert to the girls!"
The boys didn't like the sound of that much, so they slunk back in their bunks, mumbling to themselves- complaints, no doubt- and took up reading whatever book they'd brought along.
"Quiet, finally," Gilbert climbed into his bunk, grabbed a yellow bird plushie, flopped on his stomach, and immediately fell asleep, drooling over the pillow.
Chapter 1 draws to a close… BUT WHAT IS TO COME? HMM?
It won't be so mild for long. I'm just setting it up.
Oh, and if you want a list of counselors…
Younger boys' cabin: Gilbert (Archery), Matt (Kayaking/Hiking)
Older boys' cabin: Alfred (Rock-climbing/Football), Arthur (Journalism)
Younger girls' cabin: Felicia (Canoeing/Art), Kat (Crafts)
Older girls' cabin: Elizaveta (Volleyball), Natalia (Baseball)
Not assigned to cabins: Roderich (Music/Drama), Antonio (Sailing/Windsurfing), Lovino (Soccer), Ivan (Woodworking), Greece (Swimming)
CIT's: Raivis, Liechtenstein, Eduard, Korea, Hong Kong
Cook: Francis
Nurse: Feliks
Camp director: Yao
Director's assistant: Kiku
Lifeguards: Denmark, Norway, Iceland (I'll call them Mathias, Lukas and Erik respectively)
Most of these will be really minor or just mentioned in passing… if you want a cameo appearance, ask and I'll probably have the character poke into the story somehow. (:
Also, if your favorite character isn't on the list, you'd like them to be, and have an idea what they could be a counselor for, I'll add them on. This story is really versatile, and there are so many directions it could go in, and so many different ways to get there. Don't be afraid to put in a suggestion! My muse could always use a good poking.