Too much research went into this chapter… Well, at least for me. I swear, this took as much time as research papers do for me… Oh wait, I don't really do too much research for papers… What makes it worse is that I decided to wait to use that research until next chapter.

Oh well! I had to find the countries weights (don't bother looking, they aren't there), then guess (two sites, which will be given next chapter, helped), and then give them the appropriate sized surf board. Oh, and I had to do additional research, which again won't show up until later. Seriously, too much research… *passes out*

Sunlight filtered through the screen on windows, mixed with the soft chirps of the birds and the gentle breeze. On the bed, Olivia slept, a stuffed pueo rested in her arms. The light floral sheets kicked off the bed at some point in the night. Overall, it was quiet, until…

A loud ringing sang out. Olivia groaned and stirred, blinking the sleep from her eyes. She sat up and reached for her phone on the table next to her bed. One look at her phone and she already dreaded picking it up. Sadly, she knew the caller would just call again if she didn't.

"What do you want, America?" the Hawaiian asked, rubbing sleep from her eye. She glanced at her clock, which read 7:12, so the sun was up, but it was still too early on her day off, especially when she was up late making sure she didn't have work today. It didn't help that her sister called her and asked for a certain kind of favor.

"What's taking you so long, dude? We're waiting for you outside!" Alfred's voice practically shouted, coming from both the window and the phone. Olivia retracted the phone from her ear and waited a few seconds, praying that the blond would not start again when the phone was in killing distance of her ear.

"I just got up, lôlô. Unlike some people, I had to work last night, and I didn't get to bed until past 12."

"Ah, come one, Oahu, you said you'd do it! Or are you just too chicken to take a hero like me on!" Olivia this time lowered the volume on her phone. Right, today was the agreed upon surf contest that Feliciano had unintentionally sparked by asking Alfred to teach him the sport at the last world meeting. Of course, Olivia had to be in hearing distance (she actually had to be in speaking distance of her boss so as to not get in trouble). She left a not so subtle remark that Cali happened to have a nickname for Alfred when he surfed, which just so happened to be shark-bait…

After that remark, Alfred got a little defensive, seeming to forget where the sport originated from and who's state sport it was. Olivia, in true Hawaiian fashion, just continued to make an occasional snide remark at the blond until Ludwig had to step in to stop any destruction courtesy of a pissed off American. The German then forced a compromise of a surf contest to prove who was the superior with him, Francis, Arthur, both Vegas brothers (much to the complaints of the older), Antonio, and Kiku. Olivia was almost positive most volunteered because they just wanted an excuse for their bosses so they could go to Hawaii.

"Who would be scared of you, mano-bait? I'll be down soon. Oh, and tell me Germany at least rented the pick up, like I asked?" Olivia asked, slipping away from the window and going over her closet. She pulled open one of the drawers and grabbed a suit, not caring which on as she was going to be wearing a rash guard over it.

"Yeah, though I don't see why, it's not like we can all fit in it. You're taking your car, right?"

"No, we can fit in the truck. Just make sure the side racks and tailgate are shut," Olivia said, slipping her rash guard over her. It was yellow with bright orange streaks, clinging to her body. Olivia then quickly grabbed her simple hair band, slipping it on her wrist before slipping on her pua ilima anklet. She hung up her phone, grabbed a towel, small bag, house keys, and a pair of shades. She made her way downstairs, locking up her private home.

The nations were by the silver pick up truck, obviously discussing the seating order. Olivia ignored them as she hoisted herself into the bed of the truck, waiting for them. Of course, Feliciano was the first to notice her.

"Ve~ Oahu, why are you sitting there? Isn't that unsafe?"

The lone female ex-nation smirked. "I locked my car keys inside my house."

Ludwig was the one to respond, understanding the notion behind a missing word in the state's answer. "And? We can't fit nine people plus two surf boards into a truck."

"Just nine people. Meli is bring the boards over," Olivia corrected. The more northern nations(plus America) roller their eyes at the obvious avoiding of the glaring problem. "Oh," this caught their attention, in hopes she would answer the glaring error, "and Hoku is bringing snacks."

The blonds all smacked their foreheads, Antonio just smiling and already joining Olivia in the bed of the truck. "That still doesn't fix the problem of fitting 9 people into a car that can only hold a max of 5," Arthur stated as Lovino scrambled in behind his former guardian, followed behind by his brother.

Olivia just stared at the remaining countries in silence, surprised they hadn't done their research. When it was clear none were joking, Olivia sighed. "Hawaii State law says that people may ride in the back of a truck so long as the side rails and tailgate are secure and the cab is full. I asked America to make sure of the former two conditions, and it's obvious that if we have 5 people in the cab, that is considered full," she explained.

"How unsafe…" Kiku commented, voicing the thoughts of many of the other countries there, though America seemed to be more upset that all space in the back was taken up.

"If you're so worried about safety, just drive carefully. It's only 20-30 minute drive," Olivia yawned. She was still tired, and would be until she got the snacks her brother had promised her had kicked in.

There was some more grumbling between the five remaining, but quickly, it was determined that Kiku would be the driver, as he was the only one who could ignore the blond nations while Germany fought to keep them quiet.

"Excuse me, but Oahu-san, do you mind giving me directions to our destination?" Kiku asked before getting into the car. Olivia glanced at him before sighing and sitting up straighter.

"First, go down the street until you get to the highway. Make a right, and continue down the highway, past the blowhole, all the way until you see two islands, one looking like a whale's back and the other looks like a large rabbit swimming. There will be a beach park not too far from where you first see them. Park there and we'll walk down to the cove," Olivia explained, giving the most recognizable landmarks along the way. The Japanese nation just bowed his head before getting in the car.

The drive was slow, but quiet. Feliciano kept looking at the sights around them while his brother grumbled constantly. Antonio just laughed and poked fun at the Southern Italian, managing to earn only good solid hits to the upper body. Olivia did, however, pick up faint traces of a blush and flashes of smiles when Lovino thought no one else saw. Olivia just shook her head before leaning further against the side rails, enjoying the trades mixed with the truck's speed as it played with her hair.

Okay, I'm ending it there, as I'm tired, it's late here, oh, and I don't feel like doing much more after working on this for days. I did enough research for this chapter and the next one I'm good for a while, though the research won't be obvious until next chapter (or really needed, minus the state law thing).

Hmm, I wonder what this favor Olivia's sister mentioned, and what island Hoku is (who am I kidding, I already know! ;P) And yay! You guys actually see a bit of Hawaiian culture, with a surf contest… Well, they are prepping for one. And yes, what is mentioned about riding the bed of a truck is true, it is completely legal, so long as the previously mentioned conditions are met.