Gone Camping
Chapter four
"Okay guys! Um… we had to park the trailer a little farther away than expected but I'm sure we will make it so… let's get moving!" America announced. Then all seven of the nations stepped off of the trailer steps and walked out about five feet. Then America said "okay I guess we will hike this way to get to the camp in at least ten minutes." America pointed in the direction of one of the trails leading to the campsite. All of the nations prepared to hike by putting there bags over there shoulders and walking the direction of the trail. "Follow me guys!" America said while he ran in front of the crowd of nations. Italy immediately walked right up to Germany and stayed at his side. After only five minutes of hiking most of the nations were tired. "Germany when are we getting there I'm tired!" Italy wined looking up at a now sweaty Germany. "I know Italy just keep going. I trained you better than this." Germany said, not at all tired. Then soon upon the trail a drastic change occurred. The seven nations were no longer hiking on a trail. They were trekking through soon to be dense forest. "Um… America I'm not sure if we are on the right trail!" Prussia said, tired. "No, I know were we are going dude. See its right up here!" America said I a proud voice. All the nations looked up to astonishingly find a huge lake and a campfire pit in front of them. "SWIMMING!" Italy yelled excited to finally be there. "Fuck ya! this is amazing! Come on Prussia!" Romano yelled. Then Romano grabbed Prussia's hand and ran towards the camp site. "Wait for me!" Spain yelled, running towards Prussia and Romano. "Okay guys um, you all can set up your tents and just chill out for today. I wanted to go swimming later so be prepared for that." America yelled then set off to camp site with the rest of the nations.
"I am going to camp out beside you America. That is okay, jah?" Russia said to America as they set up there tents. "Ya dude, he he, um you can go wherever." America said in a scared voice.
"Hey Italy. I brought a tent for us if you don't mind. It's pretty big." Germany said to Italy who was playing with a stray cat. "That sounds great! Hey Germany can kitty stay with us too?! Please!" Germany looked at Italy playing with the cat. Oh Italy. It's almost as if you were a cat. "Germany?" Italy said staring into Germany's eyes. It took a couple of seconds to register in Germany's mind that he had stopped everything and was just staring at Italy. "Oh, um, of course. Whatever you want to do with the cat is fine." Germany said, a little embarrassed. He continued preparing there whopping huge tent and when he was done Italy said "Ve, Germany that tent is humongous! We have more than enough room for kitty!" "Yes we do Italy." Germany said with a chuckle. "Now let's get our stuff inside the tent, shall we?" Germany said to Italy. Italy dragged his bag into the tent and then went back for his beloved kitty.
"There is no way in hell I approve of them sleeping in that tent together. Italy will be all over Germany like the scaredy-cat he always is. And I bet Germany will enjoy it too!" Romano hissed to himself. "Don't worry Roma. We have a tent to ourselves too. You don't need to worry about Italy tonight." Prussia said quietly.
Romano and Prussia both entered the tent and set there stuff down. "So… what do you want to do?" Prussia asked as he laid down on his back and crossed his arms over his head. "I don't even care anymore." Romano said. Why did I even bother coming on this trip. Oh ya… first of all I needed to keep an eye on Germany and second of all I wanted to spend time with Prussia. And I need to watch Prussia with his hand and all… "Hey Prussia… is your hand feeling okay?" Romano asked looking at the bandage still on Prussia's hand from yesterday. "I think it is about time you change your bandage Prussia." Romano said in a worried tone. "I will go get first aid stuff okay Romano? Just stay here." Prussia said while exiting the tent. Prussia walked over to Germany's tent and entered with no warning. He found Italy cuddling Germany's arm while Germany just lay there staring strait up at nothing. Both of them jumped up as soon as they saw Prussia but it was too late anyways. "Hey guys stop flirting and find me a first aid kit." Prussia said as if he was used to this sort of stuff. Both Italy and Germany blushed at Prussia's words. "Did somebody get hurt? What happened?!" Germany said loudly. "Don't get your panties is a bunch. If you would not pay so much attention to Ita-cakes over there you might actually figure out that my hand needs some attention so where's the first aid!" Prussia was practically yelling now, and to Germany's surprise he found Prussia's hand wrapped in a bandage that is now starting to show blood. "I...I... didn't notice. I am so sorry Prussia!" Germany exclaimed then immediately started burying through his bag until he came out with ointment and a role of bandaging. Germany quickly grabbed Prussia's hand and started to unravel the old bandage. He took of the bandage and examined Prussia's cuts. There was a big cut down the middle, a fairly big one diagonal from it, and a bunch of smaller cuts. "It doesn't look infected at all which is good. You did a good job taking care of it Prussia. Now how did this happen?" Germany asked in an expectant voice. Prussia looked hesitant as he was ready to speak the truth but instead a voice from behind him, at the opening of the tent, yelled "Get your hands off of him you potato-eating bastard!"