A/N I've read your review this morning, 'Fluffynights'. Here's the update. :)
France was in the corner of the gym, even before all of the other Nations entered. He was covered with blankets and felt really ill, but, he thought that it was about time to greet his friends and to laugh at their playing abilities.
The first ones to enter the gym were Poland and North Italy. Poland ran inside and threw his arms in the air. He was wearing a cheerleader's uniform; he was wearing a frilly skirt and was waving pompoms in the air.
Veneziano followed but with less confidence. He was also wearing a skirt. He was bright red and mumbled:
"Ve~? Poland? Are you sure about this?"
Poland turned around and put his hands, sassily, on his hips. "Of course I am. You look fabulous, don't worry about it."
The Italian nodded and bit his lip. He continued to walk, behind Poland, in France's direction.
France looked at the two simpleminded Nations and was on the verge of tears. Poland went all out, he even put a bow or two in Veneziano's hair.
The rest of the Nations entered afterwards. Germany was walking at the front and he was trying, along with Japan, not to get distracted by North Italy's outfit. He went red whenever he saw it and Japan wanted to take a picture or two to remember this moment.
Everyone went and stood around France, making the nation feel small, in his sitting position.
"Are you going to explain anything that's going to happen or not, you git?" Asked England who stood right next to him and looked down at him, as if with superiority.
"Hmmm... Well, Angleterre, don't you know that gentlemen usually greet and complement someone, when they meet them after a long period of time? Allow me to demonstrate. Hello England...Ermmm... Your shorts suit you nicely~ Arrgh! Don't hit a sick person! What else was supposed to say? It's not as if you shaved your eyebrows for the game- Auch! That hurts you know!" France laughed. In all honesty, his playfulness suprised the Nations. He'd usually snap at England, instead, he seemed to be in a bubbly mood. This game too...Just what was he plotting?
Austria was fidgeting with the whistle. "Are we going to start anytime soon?" He asked.
"I'm honestly surprised you came." Said Spain when he looked at their to-be referee.
"Well, you see, I hate playing. No, allow me to refrase.. I'm too slow to play and don't enjoy it either, however, the sound which the ball makes when it hits the floor isn't all that bad." Austria nodded at his own words and it made America think about what noises could be heard in other games, too. Personally, he enjoyes the sound of the ping pong ball as it bounces from one side of the table to the other. Table tennis was the first game that England actually allowed him to play because 'it's not dangerous'.
America chuckled and Austria glared at him because he thought he was being ridiculed, which, for once, was untrue.
"How will we choose the teams?" Japan asked Spain and France.
"Oooh! I made a new mobile app on which you can put in names and it separates them at random, aru!" Smiled China at Japan, wanting his old colony to look at him in wonder. This didn't happen; Japan ignored him.
Spain ended up thinking about that idea. It wasn't too bad. "France, do you have your phone on you?"
"Ohohohon~ I'm already ahead of you." France was installing the app.
The Nations looked at him and waited to be told in which team they would be.
"Okay." France put on his serious expression. "The first team consists of America, England, Japan, China and Romano. The second team includes Germany, Prussia, Spain, Russia and Hungery."
Russia looked at his new teammates.
"Become one with Russia da~?"
Prussia and Hungery didn't hear him because they were busy arguing about who would score the most points. America looked over at Spain and the Spaniard returned the look. They couldn't wait to play against each other.
"Are you ready?" Austria asked America and Prussia as the three stood at the center circle which was in the middle of the court.
"Kessesesese. Of course. 'Awesome birdies' shall win."
Germany groaned in the distance. Prussia declared himself their team leader and named their team 'Awesome birdies' not that long ago.
"Super-USA- I mean, Super-Nations will win!" Laughed America.
Austria rolled his eyes before clumsily throwing the ball into the air. At that very moment, Awesome-Prussia and Super-America jumped to get it. They collided and the ball was caught by Super-Romano instead, who looked at the ball in shock. He didn't know what to do with it.
"Dribble or pass it to me, aru!" Called out Super-China. Super-Romano threw the ball to the floor, as he wanted to dribble. However, before the ball came back to him, it was stolen by Awesome-Prussia who got over the collision.
"Kesese~ Try again later."
Awesome-Prussia threw the ball to Awesome-Spain who swiftly caught it. However, he didn't realise that Super-America was behind him.
"You're only trying hard so that you'll get layed tonight~." Whispered Super-America. It distracted Awesome-Spain from the ball and before he realised it, Super-America stole it from him.
Super-America dribbled towards the three point line where Super-England was awaiting the ball. As he dribbled, he got past Awesome-Russia who got in the way. Super-America threw the ball to Super-England who aimed at the backboard. The ball bounced off the backboard just like he wanted it to, before it went through the hoop.
Super-England grinned and looked outside of the court where France was clapping for him. Super-England would never admit this, but having his frenemy cheer him on... It made him feel happy.
Awesome-Germany was shouting at his team:
"You let them have the first point! Try harder! Russia, block America. Hungary, block China. I'll manage to get this point if those two are blicked."
And that's what happened. Awesome-Prussia threw Awesome-Germany the ball from the sideline and Awesome-Germany managed to dribble all the way to the other side of the court. He got it through the hoop which made Veneziano start jumping up and down with the pompoms.
"Go, Germany, go!" He cheered happily.
There were 15 minutes of the first set left and at the moment the score was:
Awesome Birdies: Super Nations
01:01
It was only at the end of the third set, that France's illness got the better of him and he fell asleep.
The game finished and the Nations went to rest and get changed. Prussia was the only one who had enough energy to skip towards the changing rooms; he was happy about his win.
The only one who remained in the gym with France was the sweating Englishman who came up to him and shook him awake.
"Hmm? Oh, did the game finish? Who won?" France mumbled sleepily.
England didn't reply.
"Ooh. So you lost?"
"What's with that claim?" Snapped England.
"Well... I know you, Anglettere, if you won you'd try to rub it in my face. Something about being a good sportsman even though you're not young anymore, I bet." France grinned at him.
Even though he was tired , England helped France stand up so that they could go and join the others.
"Ohohohon~ I can't wait for the show."
"What show?" Grumbled England.
"You didn't think that the losers lose and that's it, right?" Laughed France.