Woot! Chapter 2! Sorry it took awhile, I've been pretty busy with school and work and whatnot. Thank you to the two wonderful people who left reviews.

I think it's pretty obvious that I don't own Hetalia. Just saying.

Canada involuntarily tapped the volume button of his mp3 player, silently praying for the sound to get louder, despite it being at the maximum. He only had a few more precious hours of electronic glory before landing in the Siberian wilderness. However, no amount of music could ease the tension between America and Russia. The glares they were throwing at each other almost seemed to form a physical presence in the little body of the plane, one that made the cold, Russian air seem even colder. Iceland, the only other sane person on the plane seemed to be doing the same thing as Canada, although judging from the sound leaking out of his headphones, he must've borrowed some of Finland's death metal.

Surprisingly, the others had been ok with America tagging along on their camping trip. Well, Russia didn't seem too pleased, but he was at least pleasant about it. Canada worried that he might be the only one on the trip who despised his brother's presence. He was determined not to let his brother ruin what would otherwise be an amazing time.

When they finally landed, mere seconds after the plane that had carried the other four Nordics, Canada was already exhausted by his brother's presence. During the last hour or so of the flight, America finally seemed to realize how uncomfortable Canada was and tried to drag him into conversation. Really awkward, really terrible conversation. Conversation with one who didn't even understand the basic concept of conversation. Conversation with one who probably didn't even know what conversation meant.

Needless to say, the plane was far more awkward when it landed than it was when it took off.

The icy winter breeze stung Canada's face as he stepped out of the bush plane. His thick boots made a satisfying crunch in the snow and the fresh scent of pine filled his nostrils. The perfect moment of nature was ruined however, by America tripping over a snow-concealed root and face-planting.

"Holy crap it's cold here," He said, picking himself up out of the snow and rubbing his hands together in a feeble attempt to warm up.

"Well yeah," Finland chimed in, "It's Siberia, what were you expecting?"

"I dunno, someplace warmer? We're supposed to be camping, right? How are we going to pitch tents with all this snow on the ground? Screw this, I'm going to go find a cheap motel. There's gotta be a Super 8 around here somewhere," America said with over-exaggerated anger, stomping off in a random direction.

"Come on, America. After we build the igloos, we get completely wasted and go hunting. It's a great time," Denmark said happily.

"No way, I don't care how drunk you get. I'm not doing this," America called as he continued to walk away.

"Sh'uld I go get h'm?" Sweden mumbled, watching America march off into the forest.

"He'll come back, don't worry," Canada muttered under his breath, looking at his brother's footprints in the snow.

~A few hours later~

Just as Canada predicted, America returned. Conveniently, it happened to be sometime between Finland putting the finishing touches on the final igloo and Denmark cracking open the first bottle of beer.

"I've decided to forgive you guys. It's not your fault that this place would turn out to be a total dump. Except Russia, it is kinda your fault. However, I've decided to grace you guys with my heroic presence. Really, there's no need to thank me," America grinned as he sat next to Denmark, taking the beer out of his hand and taking a long drink of it before handing it back. "Thanks dude, I really needed that,"

As various expressions of anger and sadness broke out over the Nordic nation's face, Finland began passing drinks around the circle of countries gathered around the fire. As they drank away the problems of the day, nobody dared to mention that they had known America was hiding in the bushes outside the camp the entire time.

Thanks for reading as always. Coming up in chapter 3: fun times with sleeping arrangements!