Disclaimer: I own neither Hetalia nor Eurovision.
What a nightmare, hosting Eurovision haunted Germany's dreams, messed up his house…no, the contest did not mess up his house. The other nations took care of that aspect. Compared to previous years he found the event boring. A major let down and almost everyone attending agreed. Perhaps because the countries who did not make it the final found it boring for just that reason.
Australia, America, Canada, Japan, China, and Hong Kong found it boring, so it was not bias.
Yes, his first hosting in many years, and it was boring. Not that it was his fault. The stage, the background, the effects were perfect. Everyone said so. The songs were just horrible and boring, Serbia's especially.
Some songs weren't too bad.
"You guys just love my boy bands!" American had laughed hysterically as boy band after boy band came on stage. Honestly, Germany tried to remember why they invited him to come along. For the life of him, he did not know.
For once, however, America had a point. The boy bands seemed endless and the funny acts almost nonexistent.
When Danish group came on, they mistook the lead performer for Netherlands. Only to find him drunk in the kitchen with Prussia.
That wasn't the only case of mistaken identity this year.
England swore blue that the French guy looked like France. They found him drunk in the kitchen too. On the way back to the viewing area someone tripped on thin air. The air then complained. Or at least he thought so…when had he seen Canada last?
"Hey Spain, your group is less pedo-y this year!" For all Germany wanted to reprimand America for rudeness, he found himself agreeing.
God, what was happening to him?
When the votes came in England, Scotland, Northern Ireland and Wales celebrated briefly. Now they sang drunkenly in his back yard.
Actually, everyone either drank or sat in a drunken stupor. Even the winner Azerbaijan was drunk. Russia left an hour ago when a drunken Belarus chased him out of the room. God, he never wanted to see Belarus drunk again. Likely everyone was scarred for life. Though, after listening to Azerbaijan's song again, they already were.
Like he would soon be, Germany reflected as Italy dragged him up the stairs of his house. No, he wouldn't be scarred, exhausted yes, but not scarred.
Next year Azerbaijan could deal with everyone.
A/N: Alright, the Eurovision Song Contest (for those of you who don't live in Europe/some-middle-eastern countries or under a rock) is held every year by the winning nation of the previous year. Last year Germany won with the song 'Satellite' performed in Oslo by Lena. (For the geographically-illiterate, Oslo is the capital of Norway, one of the Scandinavian Nations.)
Oh, for the first time in (I think) seventeen years Italy entered the contest and came second. Sweden took third. Also, I rather liked France's Corsican Opera. He...the performer, not the character...deserved to win more than Azerbaijan. Ah, well.
The UK finished with 100 points, ten times last year's score!
While watching, I kept thinking things like 'Oh Bache (Switzerland) what have you done?', 'Has Roderich (Austria) forgotten his history?', 'Antonio (spain) must have picked the song personally', and 'omfg Gilbert (Prussia) swapt those outfits for the originals'. Watch the performances on you tube, you'll see what I mean.