The day went smoothly in Camp Hetalia. Soon, everyone is requested to join the Camp Fire event tonight…

Later, night

Andorra was the first one to go out of the dorm. She looked up to the sky to see stars decorating the night sky perfectly and fireflies flying around.  She smiled at the sight.

“Guys! Check this out!” Andorra called out.

Hawaii came out first. She also looked up. “Whoa, that’s cool!” She complimented.

The rest also walked out, looking up, amazed. Portugal huffed. “Yeah, yeah. The sky’s cool. Let’s go already.” She walked first with her guitar. Andorra frowned, about to cry. Andorra’s sensitive…

Hawaii comforted Andorra first, patting her back gently. “It’s okay, Andorra. Maybe some smores could cheer you up.” Andorra brightened up quickly. “Yay! Smores~!” She then skipped to the camp fire area with her friends.

They reached the camp fire area, there some people sitting on logs in a circle around the fire, chatting or whatever. “There’s one over there! Let’s go, sis!” Andorra said, pulling Portugal’s arm and running to the fire place.

“Argh! Stop pulling my arm, Andorra!” Portugal shouted, struggling out of Andorra’s hold.

Meanwhile with South America…

“Dude, there are no more vacant seats….” South America said, sighing as he ran his fingers through his sandy-blond hair. Germany and Italy found two vacant seats somewhere else while the rest have none.

“Dude, relax we’ll find some.” America said, patting his brother’s shoulder.

“South America!” The said boy turned around to find Andorra calling for him. He ran to her, finding his other friends. “Hey, Andorra. Hey guys.” He greeted all of them. “Do you guys have any extra seats, we uh kinda don’t have.” South America continued. His roommates came.

“Hey! You’re that guy who threw crabs at me!” Ireland exclaimed, pointing at China. “Yeah, got a problem, aru?” China said.

“You’re that girl who shot chocolate at me!” England also exclaimed, pointing at Portugal, who is in a position of strumming her guitar. “Who cares?” Portugal simply said.

“Dude! You’re that dudette who threw that awesome food at my face!” America said to Philippines. “Yeah, thanks for complementing my mango floats.” Philippines smiled. Then she stood up, going to America and punched him on the head. “And that is for throwing meat on my face!”

“Hey, what’s up, girl?” Denmark said, now sitting beside Alderney who didn’t respond but Denmark continued anyway.

“I’m Denmark by the way.”

“….”

“I didn’t catch your name.”

“You can’t. Cause you could only HEAR my name.” (A/N: Too corny huh?)

“…”

“I’m Alderney.”

“Alderney…. Can I call you Ally?”

“NO.”

“Come on, guys. Sit here with us! We got marshmellows!” Andorra said, showing them a bag of marshmellows. “Cool!” South America said; sitting beside Andorra, the others followed.

“So…uh…let’s start introducing ourselves.” Andorra shyly said, holding a marshmellow on a stick close to the fire. “I’m Andorra and that’s my sister, Portugal.” She continued, using her hand to point Portugal. “Hey.” The said girl greeted.

“I’m Hawaii!”

“I’m Philippines.”

“Hi everyone! I’m Ireland!”

“Alderney.”

“Ally!” Denmark exclaimed.

“Don’t call me that!” Alderney smacked Denmark on the head.

“I’m America, the hero!” America said, fist up onto the air.

“Greetings, I’m England. I’m Ireland’s brother.” Portugal spitted out her marshmellow. “YOU’RE IRELAND’S BROTHER?!”

“Yeah, me and England have the same eye color.”

“Oh…okay.”

Then they continued introducing theirselves.

“I’m China, aru!”

“I’m Denmark!”

“I think you already know me. I’m South America.” America pulled South America towards him. “And I’m his brother!”

“YOU TWO ARE BROTHERS TOO?!” Andorra gasped. “Yeah, can you see what’s similar between me and America?”

The rest looked closer. America and South America have the same sandy-blonde hair, hairstyle and eye color but South America has a spiral curl pulled up like America’s and he has round-shaped glasses.

“Oh….didn’t see that.” Andorra said. “Actually, we’re triplets. Canada is also my brother who has similar curl but pulled down.” South America said. “Huh? Who’s Canada?” America innocently said. South America then face-palmed “You know our brother?” America titled his head; still didn’t get it.

Suddenly we see South America; his back turned, sulking in the nearby bushes. “I hate humanity now….” Andorra rushed over to comfort her newly found friend. “I-I-it’s okay, South America. Don’t sulk, please?”

Meanwhile England was looking at Portugal, who is humming something while strumming some chords on her guitar. “Hey, Portugal. Why don’t you play a song for us?” |England suggested, making Portugal narrow her eyes at England.

“Oh yeah! Portugal is awesome playing the guitar!” Andorra complemented, dragging a-still-skulking South America back to their camp fire group.

“A-A-Andorra! Shush!” Portugal glared at Andorra, embarrassed. “Really? Then come on Porty! Sing us a song!” Denmark also said.

“N-no! And wait, Porty?” Portugal raised her brow at Denmark. Then she suddenly felt her sister tugging her shirt sleeve. “Please onee-chan~” Andorra pleaded, with those pretty puppy eyes that she gained from their brother.

Portugal twitched her eye then sighed deeply. “Fine, I’ll do it.”

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A/N: Yesh! Finally! Got to update! Next chapter is going to be a songfic update maybe tomorrow (cuz mah bro's not here tomorrow! >_<) or maybe right now.

With lots of erasures, Minori-chan!