A/N: More gen!flipped AU Hetalia love! If you've been with us the whole time, then hope you enjoy the continuation. If you're a newbie, then gen!flipped characters will include: Prussia, Canada, America, Romano, and Veneciano. Couples will include: yuri!PruCan, het!USUK, het!Spamano, het!GerIta, and possibly more… This takes place after the events of "The French and Spanish Inquisition".

Just a Little Push

Part 1

"Do you think it's possible to die from overexposure to unresolved sexual tension?"

Mattea had been doing a fine job of ignoring her girlfriend of two and a half months for the past two hours of this ridiculously long bus ride—apparently Gillian was not someone who did well when she was cooped up in a small space for long periods of time. However, that sort of remark was just too random to ignore.

"What?"

Gillian immediately smirked, happy that she'd finally pulled Mattea's attention away from her worn copy of Sense and Sensibility. "I asked if it's possible to die from UST fumes. Because we're getting overdosed right now."

"How so?" She'd probably regret asking, but Gillian had managed to pique her curiosity.

"Okay, first off…" She pointed toward the seats two rows ahead and diagonal. "Antonio and Lovina. They've been crushing on each other since she was like five. It took them until February to even admit that they like each other, okay? And now—they've gone right back to the way they were before! She lets him kiss her sometimes, but they definitely haven't made it anywhere farther than that. And then," now she pointed to the seat behind them, where Feliciana was sleeping with her head on Ludwig's shoulder, who was flipping through some sort of magazine, apparently doing his best to ignore her. "Feli and my bruder. They've liked each other for forever and neither of them realize it!" She snorted and shook her head in disappointment.

Mattea sighed. Why had she asked again? "That's not really any of our business, though."

"But I made a bet with Francis over which of them was going to get prego first!"

"WHAT?!" Whoops. She hadn't meant to be that loud. Immediately a whole host of heads turned toward her, staring at her in confusion.

She immediately sunk down into her seat and opened her book again. And this was why she'd been ignoring Gill for most of the ride.

After she'd given herself enough time to return to normal colouring and everyone else had lost interest and went back to whatever they'd been doing, she muttered quickly, "And why are you making bets like that?"

"Why not? Antonio doesn't know about it, of course. I'm kinda worried, though. If Feli and bruder don't get together soon, I definitely won't win."

"Why did you bet on them if they aren't even together?"

Gillian immediately beamed and clapped her hands once. "Because if they have a cute little baby, then I'll get to be an auntie!"

…And why was she in love with this girl again? "Don't you think that your parents would be a little irritated if they found out that your brother knocked up Feli?"

"Nah, I mean, they wouldn't be happy about it. But I don't think they'd be too surprised. They'd probably just make them get married, which would be even better because then she'd be my sister-in-law! Although then Lovi would be too…but then that would make Antonio my kind of brother!" She laughed. "That would be so cool!"

Mattea was just going to return to her book now.

"But I think the worst is your sister and Artie. I can feel the tension all the way from up here." She turned in her seat to stare back at the offending not-quite-couple, who were arguing over something, as usual.

"I do wish they'd get together," Mattea admitted. "I like Arthur."

"When he's not being a boring stick in the mud like my brother." She paused for a moment and then grinned as she leaned closer to the other girl. "Mattie~ I thought of something."

"If it involves explosives, I'm not interested."

Gillian pouted as he moved back slightly. "Mattie~ I'm being serious."

"And so am I. Did Ludwig check your bags before we left?"

"Ja." Now she dropped completely back into her seat and crossed her arms over her chest to further emphasize her displeasure. "Stupid bruder. He took my squirt guns."

"Good." Mattea turned a page in her book and then, after a few seconds of uncharacteristic silence, sighed and closed it again. "Fine, what's your plan?"

Gillian internally cheered and she immediately leaned back into Mattea's personal space, causing her to move back slightly. "Let's play matchmaker! We can help your sister get together with Artie and my brother get together with Feli and maybe even get Antonio and Lovina to second base!"

"Gill~" Her warning went unheeded as Gill suddenly moved even closer, her hands suddenly disappearing into the front pocket of her hoodie, red eyes glinting mischievously.

"Mm, ja, Mattie?" She leaned even closer, tilting her head to the side slightly. "I'm just looking out the window, what's wrong?"

Gillian had better not be trying anything. Mattea had laid out the rules long ago. No kissing or anything like that in any sort of situation where somebody they knew might see them. She did not want it getting back to her sister that she was dating Gillian… She'd been doing a pretty good job at keeping it a secret too. Especially impressive since Antonio and Francis knew, who were usually pretty big blabber-mouths. Although she was rather sure that the only reason they hadn't told anyone was because Gillian had threatened them with bodily harm if they did.

"Gill, there are—" And she was cut off by a quick peck against her lips.

And then Gillian was immediately back in her seat, folding her rules sheet into a paper airplane, which she then pitched at the back of her brother's head.

"Haha! Bull's-eye!"

"Gill!" Mattea hurriedly grabbed her hand, tugging it down so she couldn't make another one. "Quit it. We're almost there." She motioned out of the window to a sign that plainly read 'Harahawnee Campground'.

"Awesome!" She sat up straighter, beaming at Mattea, who blushed slightly. "Guess who's going to be in our cabin?"

"You know already?"

"Sure! I hacked onto Grandpa's computer and messed with the lists a little tiny bit. Ow!" She yelped as Mattea smacked her upside the head. "That's so not awesome! I just wanted to make sure we weren't stuck with anyone lame. Well, we are, but that's just 'cause I stuck Lovina in with us so Antonio won't have any excuse not to sneak in at night."

"You do realize that it's illegal to hack into the school's computers?"

"It wasn't like I changed any grades or anything. I just moved a few people around."

Mattea sighed. Trying to talk sense into Gillian was like trying to teach a pig to fly. "Fine, fine. Who'd you put in with us?"

"Well…" She started to list them off on her fingers. "Feli, of course. Then, Lovina—I doubt Feli would want to room somewhere without her sister anyway. You, me, and your sister."

"Why'd you put Ally in with us?" Mattea wanted to groan at that. She had to be around her sister all the time at home. The one time she could get away from her…

"Oh, and then there's someone else, but I don't know who, since Grandpa came in and I had to hide in his closet." She paused for a moment and then continued. "Which was actually really boring as closets go. I was rather disappointed. Usually people have some pretty awesome stuff in the closets in their classrooms. Feli and Lovi's Grandpa has a giant bouncy ball hidden in the back of his."

Mattea didn't want to know why Gillian was in the back of Mr. Roma's closet. She really didn't.

"Anyway, I put her in with us because then we won't have any problem getting her and Artie together!"

Mattea sighed. "You were planning this already?"

"Yep!"

Why didn't that surprise her?

She was suddenly brought out of her thoughts by the feel of the bus drawing to a halt. In front of the first of a long row of cabins.

Their principal, Mr. Roma, immediately stood up, flashing everyone a bright grin. "Well, here we are everyone! I hope everyone enjoys their stay at Camp Hawharnee!"

"Harahawnee," Gillian's grandfather, the school's vice-principal who was basically an older version of Ludwig in every way, corrected him without having his expression change at all.

"Camp Harahawnee." Mr. Roma didn't even miss a beat. "Now, you all have your schedules and cabin assignments. I'll see you at dinner once you're all settled. We're going to have a great time!"

Gillian immediately jumped up, grabbing Mattea's hand before she had time to protest. "Come on, Mattie. We gotta hurry up and claim our beds before someone else gets all the good ones!"

"Gill!"

Not that her protests were going to make a difference.

~.~.~

"Awesome! I get top bunk!"

Gillian had already jumped up onto the beds before Mattea had even managed to make it through the door. "You take the one right below me, 'kay?"

Mattea sighed and shook her head slightly, but then nodded, setting her bag and suitcase on the floor before lying back on the bed with a heavy sigh. Of course their cabin was the one farthest from the bus and of course Gill would want to run all the way there.

She could already tell that this was going to be an exhausting two weeks.

Still, she was looking forward to it. She hadn't gotten to see Gill very much since school had ended and had been really missing her. So when the letter had shown up at their house, inviting her and Ally to join their classmates on a two week retreat, she'd jumped at the offer.

"So…" and suddenly Gill was leaning over the railing of her bed to stare at Mattea upside-down. "You like it so far?"

"Yeah, it's a really pretty campground."

"You haven't seen anything yet!" Her eyes shone with excitement. "They've got paddle boats and canoes and a climbing wall. And paintball! Francis, Antonio, and I own at paintball."

Mattea made a mental note to not play paintball with them. Something told her it would be rather painful.

"Fuck. We are not rooming with her…"

"Ve~ but Lovi…"

"Hey, Mattie! I didn't know we were rooming together!"

Gillian and Mattea both glanced up to see the other three known occupants of their cabin standing in the doorway. Lovina was in front, arms crossed in front of her chest in an irritated posture, while Feliciana stood behind her, waving up at Gillian, who waved back. Behind her was Ally, who grinned at her sister until she noticed Gillian sitting on the bunk right above her.

"Hey, I wanted to bunk with Mattie!"

Gillian stuck her tongue out in a childish gesture. "Too bad. I got here first."

Mattea was rather confused by the two Italian girls, as neither of them had any bags. Were they serious about not staying here? She really wouldn't mind if they didn't. At least, if Lovina didn't… She didn't know if she had it in her to deal with the temperamental girl for two weeks straight.

Lovina didn't seem to be serious, though, since she walked inside and began surveying the beds critically.

And then her question was answered when Antonio stepped inside, absolutely beaming while almost bent over in half from the weight of one large suitcase, one huge duffle-bag, a backpack, and a handbag. All decorated with a matching tomato print.

"Lovi~ where do you want your stuff?"

Lovina turned, scowling at him once before settling beside the bunk farthest away from Gill and Mattie's. "I guess this one. I'll take the top bunk, Feli, since you'd fall out."

"Okay!" Feliciana skipped over as Antonio shuffled over, setting the bags carefully on the ground and then slowly rising to a standing position, rubbing at his lower back.

Ludwig then stepped in as well, blushing slightly as he caught his sister flash him a mocking grin. He had fewer bags than Antonio, although he was still carrying a suitcase and backpack, along with a pink purse that looked rather comical in his large hands.

"Ve~ thank you, Ludwig!" Feliciana darted back over to him, standing on tiptoe so she could kiss his cheek, before sliding the purse out of his hands and carrying it over to her bed. "Ludwig's so big and strong~!"

Ludwig turned very very red at that. His face almost matching the tomatoes on Lovina's luggage.

"You two are so whipped!" Gillian giggled from her bunk, as she leaned out and flicked a hair tie toward Lovina. She pouted when it fell short. "I want somebody to carry my luggage. I had to do it all by myself!"

Ludwig did not look sympathetic to his sister's plight. Actually, neither did anyone else in the room.

Ally was pouting, flashing Gill a dirty look, as she rested her things on the top bunk of one of the last empty bunk beds. "Is anybody else rooming with us?"

"The girls' cabins each have six girls, so there should be one more comi…" Ludwig started.

And then he was interrupted when the door swung open.

To reveal a girl standing outside, holding a black briefcase in one hand and a knife in the other.

Every single person in the room froze in terror, except for Feliciana who at least had enough mental faculties to realize that she'd be safer if she hid behind Ludwig.

The girl, however, just looked around, slowly walking across the room to the last completely empty bed, right between Ally and the Vargas girls, who both looked as if they were about to die of fright.

Then she remarked, in a completely deadpan voice, "I need to go find brother now."

Nobody answered. All attempting to remember how to breathe.

For a moment, she looked around, taking in her surroundings. Then she turned, ignoring the room's other occupants, and walked straight back through the door, heading toward the boys' cabins.

No one spoke for a few moments… They were attempting to calm their racing hearts… And then Mattea looked up at Gill, who appeared horrified, and attempted to speak as calmly as possible… "We're rooming with Natalya…"

Gillian immediately defended herself. "Grandpa's fault! Not mine!" Wasn't her fault her Grandpa had burst in and she'd had to hide in the closet before she could read the last name!

"Ve~ Ludwig? Can I stay in your roo—?"

"If you say yes, I will carve your eyeballs out with a spoon, potato bastard!!"

Mattea sighed and collapsed back against the bed, covering her face with her pillow in hope that she might suffocate herself. This was going to be a long two weeks…

A/N: Woo. Ah, summer camp. How much insanity there can be… Okay, so I haven't decided yet whether I'm going to make this a drama or comedy. I'm kind of leaning towards drama with comedic elements, which means it'll probably turn out rather long. And I am gonna do my mafia one, but I decided to hold on that til I'd gone home and could go to the library and research the mafia.

Okay, so I'm taking requests for couples besides the main ones that I already mentioned. I can't promise they'll all make them in, since it'll depend on a bunch of different factors, but I'll definitely consider any requests that I receive.