I still don't own Hetalia or Jurassic park, thankyoooooou for reading this and stuff ^_^
Germany, Japan and Greece had fallen asleep soon after arriving, so no one really knew what was happening with them, but no one had the heart to wake them up.
Taiwan was trying to cook breakfast, she was perfectly able to cook, but she wasn't used to cooking for so many people, when she was a child China cooked breakfast for everyone.
Taiwan sensed a presence behind her "Korea if that's you I'm not in the mood to hear about porridge originating in Korea!" she grumbled, not bothering to use his human name.
"It's not Korea" said a shaky voice, Taiwan turned around,
"oh, Latvia, sorry" she smiled
"you looked like you were having some trouble, can I help?" Latvia asked,
"I'm fine, thanks," Taiwan replied as she tried to pull the spoon out of the pan "I can manage".
Latvia pulled a doubtful face but walked away.
Hungary and Prussia lifted France onto the table in the van, Seychelles rooted around in the cupboards for some pain relief for France.
"I'll be fine" France muttered, but flinched when his arm hit the table.
"Let me have a look" Prussia ordered
France pulled a face "no offense, Mon Ami, but do you have any medical training?"
he shrugged "I have experience"
some how that didn't sound very reassuring.
"I've found some pain meds!" Seychelles yelled happily
"good, he'll need them" Prussia replied curtly.
Poland was gradually driving Australia insane, it wasn't that he didn't like Poland, Australia liked most people, it was just his impracticality.
They'd reached a puddle and Poland didn't want his shoes wrecked, so Australia had to carry him, which left him exasperated, if he didn't want his shoes wrecked he should have worn a different pair!.
"Hey look, a car!," Seborga grinned, elbowing Monaco softly in the ribs "things are looking up"
Monaco managed a smile, she hoped it worked.
Seborga was already looking at the engine, "yeah, it'll work" he smiled
Monaco climbed into the drivers seat
"hey!," Seborga pouted "why can't I drive?"
"because I've seen your driving" she retorted.
"eugh, would you look at him!," exclaimed a voice "I didn't raise him to do that!"
"you didn't raise him!" chuckled a voice that sounded a bit like a female England's
"not fair, sis, not fair" pouted the first voice
"I didn't teach mine to retreat" said a voice smugly, Romano recognized it as Grandpa Rome's
"and yet there they are" retorted the English-ish voice
"well, my baby's safe" added another voice
"yeah, well, we aren't all that lucky" retorted the English-ish voice
"calm down" said a voice that sounded suspiciously like the potato bastard's
"yeah, at least one of yours is safe" added another voice
"my boys are fine, they revel in the danger" boasted Grandpa Rome
there was a snort of laughter "two of them are asleep, and the third is about to get slapped by that girl"
"at least we know he's yours" chortled the first voice.
...
Romano woke up stiff on the floor, it seemed that Italy had booted him off the sofa in his sleep.
Ugh, what a fucking weird dream.