Remember I don't own Hetalia, and I don't own airports.
America was packing for the meeting in Hawaii. He only had one luggage bag left, because France borrowed all his other ones. And the maximum weight for one bag of luggage is 50 pounds.
Nooo problem.
America started pondering what he needed.
"Let's see... I'm going to a meeting, so I need my suit!" He threw his regular suit in there. "And my backup suit! And my backup-backup suit!" He tossed both suits into the luggage. "What else... what else...? Oh! The meeting's in Hawaii, so I need a swimsuit in case I get some free time! And... an umbrella in case it rains! And a coffee maker in case the one over there is broken! And a snack for the airport! And-"
Several hundred unnecessary items later...
"There! That should do it!" America said as he finally shut the bag. It was close to bursting, but the hero didn't notice. Everyone at the airport certainly noticed.
"I'm sorry, eh. It's exceeded the weight limit."
"By how much?"
"... 150 pounds."
"Ok! I'll just take out a few things." Zip.
"NO! WAIT DON'T-" BOING!
Suddenly the airport employee was buried in America's stuff. Ranging from a pogo stick to peanut butter.
Random. Had free time. Review.
