Hetalia Oneshots

Spain x Romano

A/N: Can you believe there are no pictures of a Spamano bike ride? Somebody get on that shit! This is kind of what went through my head as I watched the Olympics and saw a Spanish and Italian cyclists talking as they aggressively peddled xD

Lovino held his handlebars tighter as he felt himself passing the other countries on his bike. So far he had passed America, England, Prussia, his brothers, and some blonde guy he couldn't remember. He could see Hungary in his peripheral vision and he felt pride serge through him.

"Hi Lovi!" A certain Spaniard called, appearing next to the Italian.

"Can't you-a see I'm-a cycling here, bastardo?" Lovino replied. "And don't-a fucking call-a me Lovi!" He picked up his speed but Antonio somehow lazily kept pace, he wasn't even trying to pass Lovino he was just cycling next to him.

"Sí, I can see that." Antonio replied. "But I wanted to join you!" Lovino didn't have to look over to know the 'idiota' had on his goofy grin.

"I'm-a trying to-a win!" Lovino shouted back, he picked up speed again but Antonio didn't go away. The pair had now also passed Finland, Norway, and Iceland.

"Isn't everyone here trying to win, Romanito?" Antonio asked with his puppy-dog like head tilt.

"It-a doesn't look like you-a are." Lovino replied, racing to pass Sweden who had Sealand in a basket.

"Oh. That's because I already won." Antonio replied with a short blush. The two had passed Sweden/Sealand and were now trying to get past France.

"How so?" Lovino asked in curiosity.

"I'm biking with you!" Antonio replied, Lovino rolled his eyes. "Bye Francis!" Antonio called as the two rode past him.

"Ah! I see you are with your amour!" France called. "Good luck!"

"Gracías!" Antonio shouted back.

"Who-a said anything about an amour?!" Lovino cried. Antonio just laughed. "The potato bastard is-a next." Lovino realized. "Faster you tomato shit face!" With that Lovini cycled harder and Antonio easily kept pace. When they passed Germany Lovino held up his middle finger which caused the German to sigh.

"Only dos more bikes, Romanito." Antonio said. "Switzerland, Liechtenstein, and Japan."

"I-a can see, fuck face." Lovino replied. Switzerland and Liechtenstein were on one of those double bikes together and were in front of Japan who was peddling like his honor depended on it. The two eventually passed Japan who looked like they had offended his ancestors as they did.

"They're really fast." Antonio realized. Switzerland and Liechtenstein looked like they were having a great time together, even talking. They didn't look like they were competing at all however they're clothes gave that away.

Lovino hummed in response and tried to speed up more which really hurt his legs which were already on fire. As he passed them he heard Liechtenstein call out a greeting. Hastily in order to not upset her (and Switzerland) he called one out too.

"We did it!" Antonio shouted, he was grinning from ear to ear.

"Sí...we did." A tired Lovino replied as he crossed the finish line a little ahead of Antonio.