A/N: Well, I've managed the one-chapter-a-day stuff, for now. And this has actually happened to me before, that we had way more people than beds- 11 people and two big dogs in a four-bedroom cabin for a week. Most of the things that will happen to the Allies' have happened to me, so you all get a look at my screwed-up life... XD

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Brattyteenagewerewolf: yeah… I'm gay, but I still love it when guys have foreign accents. It's just so hot! (in my opinion…)

Francey-pants98: haha, yeah- now we just need to figure out a way to get him to like France ;) Love your username, by the way XD

~England~EPOV~England~

"What the bloody hell do you mean, you only have three single-bed rooms?" I roared into the phone at the hotel secretary.

"I'm sorry sir, is that a problem?"

"Yes, it bloody well is a- oh, never mind. I'll take it." No other hotel had any rooms available, so I guess we'd have to share… I didn't mind sharing a room, but a bed… God, this was not looking good.

"That'll be $2,450." I nearly choked, the phone slipping out of my hand causing me to scramble for it.

"…ash or Credit?"

"Credit," I said before giving the man America's credit card number. It was his country we were paying in, anyway.

"Thank you very much, sir. Your rooms will be ready upon arrival."

"Thank you." I ended the call and put my cell phone back in my trouser pocket. Oh, God, this was going to cost us. We still needed to buy food and drinks, ski tickets, gas, rent a car, and who knows what else.

~France~FPOV~France~

Oh honhonhon… So, we had to share beds. I for one didn't have a problem with that at all; after all, I was quite used to sharing my bed with someone… the only person who I don't think I'd like rooming with would be Russia, I had a feeling that if any country would dare to take advantage of me it'd be him…

~China~CPOV~China~

Only those idiots would make us share beds! I was going to have my own room. I was the oldest, after all, and the most mature. Besides, the thought of sharing a bed with any of the others scared me…

~Russia~RPOV~Russia~

To be honest, I didn't mind the bed situation. It's not as though we'd be doing anything, da? Though I couldn't guarantee France, especially if he were to be paired with England… Which would probably leave me with either China or America. Oh, joy. Those two hated me. Not that there were any countries that particularly liked me, except for Belarus, but she was creepy. It really is rather lonely for me, you know.

~America~APOV~America~

Oh no, man. Oh no. This was NOT happening. Like, really. I had to share a fucking bed? And my choices were France (NOT happening) , England (too weird- he's like my dad), or Russia (Commie!)? I mean, I guess Russia would be the best choice, but still… Damn my boss for fucking doing this to me! And damn England for using my credit card! I mean, I know it's my economy, but still! IT'S MY CARD!

A/N: I did warn that the chapters would be short! Hetalia's not mine, I don't have that much money. Review/Follow/Fave, and expect another chapter tomorrow! XOXO