Chapter 2: The predefined Reaping: Part One

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"Next is..." Came Hull's voice from the televison.

Italy waited with bated breath to see who would be next.
'Please let it be me.' He mentally hoped.

"...Feliciano Vargas, the personification of North Italy."

Italy closed his eyes in relief. Now he would be with Germany and Japan.

"Lovino Vargas, the personification of South Italy, or Romano."

Romano glared at the floor, ignoring Spain's attempts to comfort him by trying to hug him.

"Antonio Fernandez Carriedo, the personification of Spain"

Romano froze, and felt his heart plummet to the ground.
Spain sighed, his arms around Lovino, the other country no longer resisting.
"Looks like we'll be in it together, huh Lovi?" He smiled wearily.
"Stai Zitto." Romano snapped bitterly. (Shut up)
"I didn't want you or Veneziano in this."
Spain fell silent at the Italian nation's words.
"N-Not that I care about you or anything, jerk!"
Spain grinned at this. "Of course not." He replied teasingly as Hull spoke up again.

"Next, Francis Bonnefoy, the personification of France."

Hull announced before the screen changed to a commercial.

"Onhonhon~ Let's hope that all the tributes drop dead at my gorgeous, handsome looks, non?" France smirked. Of course, inside he was terrified. But he was not going to let that show, oh no.
Prussia rolled his eyes.
'Now they need only announce me, and the BTT will be complete.'
Prussia's eyes widened, as he realised something.
"Guys..." He started. Spain and France looked up at him.
"Oui, Prusse?" Francis inquired.
"You know, this year's Hunger Games is for countries only, right?" Prussia asked.
"Si, of course." Antonio replied.
Gilbert bit his lip, and looked at them with uncertainty. "Well, I'm not a country anymore... am I?"
Francis and Antonio exchanged a look.
"That is true, but I honestly don't think America will leave you out of this." Francis stated.
Antonio nodded "I agree. You're too good to leave, so to say."
Gilbert nodded reluctantly. "I guess... Thanks guys."
"You're welcome mon ami." Francis winked.
Antonio nodded as the commercial ended and Hull appeared back on screen.

"Welcome back people, to the annoucing of the tributes for this year's Hunger Games." Hull announced in a monotonous voice.
"Now, let us continue with the list."
She went back to reading another name off of the piece of paper, that she held in her hands.

"Toris Lorinaitë, the personification of Lithuania."

Poland squeezed Toris' hand, gritting his teeth.

"Feliks Łukasiewicz, the personification of Poland."

Toris held Feliks' hand back tightly, as they continued watching the announcements.

Hull read the next name on the list, and her eyes widened.
'Oh no' She thought desperately, and when she spoke she stuttered slightly.
"A-Arthur Kirkland, the p-personification of England."

Scotland and Ireland looked to England to see his reaction.
England's jaw was rigid. "That git America..." He muttered.

"Alisdair Kirkland, the personification of Scotland."

Scotland stiffened. Ireland's eyes widened, and he got up from the couch, and left without a word.
Someone handed Hull a piece of paper from behind the set. She took it and began reading it.
"It seems as though we have a turn of events. Someone has volunteered as tribute in place of Scotland, and will now replace him. Alisdair Kirkland is no longer a tribute in this year's games." She announced.
England and Scotland shared a startled look.

"In place of Scotland, Aidan Kirkland, the personification of Ireland."

Ireland walked sullenly back to the living room. The other two stared at him.
"Ireland... Why?" Scotland asked, shocked. Ireland was not known to be a selfless person, so why?
Ireland said nothing and sat down, his arms folded.
Scotland decided to push the subject no further.

"Well people, that concludes the first half of The Hunger Games list of tributes, please ensure you stay tuned for the twelve remaining tributes to be announced after lunch." Hull read off in a monotone.
Hull dragged herself off of the set mumbling. "Coffee.... Need..... Caffeine..."
Before the program cut to a commercial for lunch break.

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A/N:

I feel as if this chapter is not as good as the last... OTL
Sorry if it's a little short.... XD
I decided to split the announcements into two parts...
Because there are rather a lot. ;D
Dedicated to FOBdemon for her Hull character, (That I tried to write correctly, I hope I did)
And for being awesome ;D

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