Morning (Austria & Switzerland)
Someone shook Austria's shoulder.
"Go away!" he grumbled drowsily.
The hand shook harder until Austria brushed it off.
He yawned and stretched.
His hand touched rock.
Ah yes. There was that.
"Get up!" hissed Switzerland. "I'll never hear the end of it from Erika if I let you sleep!"
Austria sat up slowly, reluctantly opening the warm cocoon of his sleeping bag. The cold morning air made him shiver.
Wordlessly, Switzerland handed him a blanket. Austria wrapped it around himself.
On the horizon, a red ball rose into a clear sky.
It was beautiful.
Camping out under the night sky with Switzerland. Watching the sunrise from the top of a mountain.
Austria would never have thought that they could do this again someday, not after all those years. But here they were, all thanks to Liechtenstein.
Austria wondered if he was the only one who secretly thanked her for that.
Notes:
This story was written for a drabble challenge on the Discord "18+ Hetalia Writers Inc." The prompt was "Camp" and the word count goal was 150 words.
It is true that you're allowed to stay the night on a mountain in the Alps as long as you don't use a tent and take all your litter back home (at least in Bavaria and Austria; I'm not entirely sure about regulations in Switzerland).