Alfred's pov
I'd been living in Russia's house for about a month and I was actually going to tell my family about the babies. Russia was going to tell his too, but he was a bit hesitant because of his little sister's obsession with him. I hoped that Belarus would get over the obsession when she finally figured out that Russia didn't want her… but I still don't think she's entirely over that.
As for my family, Canada was kind of confused as to why he had to go to Russia's place to see me, but went anyways. England already knew, but I don't remember having told him who the dad was. And France came along just to bug England I think, well that and cause Canada's his kid… Wait, if Canada's my brother and France is Canada's dad, then does that make me France's kid too? I'll figure that out later…
Anyways, Russia's sisters got there first, Ukraine smiled and said hello while Belarus just stood there and glared at me. I gave a sort of awkward wave, moving to sit on a seat in the living room that would be far away from her. Luckily Russia decided to walk in and save me from Belarus' glare.
After we all sat down it was kind of an awkward silence before Russia started trying to explain why we had called them here, but after like 5 minutes of not getting anywhere with the explanation I just blurted out "Dude just tell them I'm pregnant already." Only I said it too loud and they heard me.
And then I had an angry chick after me… so I ran. Belarus chased me for a while screaming at me what I think were insults in Belarusian or something. After like 10 minutes of running around I realized that she wasn't chasing me anymore and I turned around, almost getting nailed in the head by a flying knife.
I look down to where I thought the knife had come from to find Belarus sitting on the floor with her head down. "Are you okay?" I asked, I mean, sure she had just tried to put a knife through my head, but I still want to know if she was okay.
Just then Russia rounded the corner, he looked at me, then at his sister, who kind of looked like she was crying. He went to me, making sure I was alright, which he had been doing a lot lately… I'm guessing he likes me or something like that… Though it could have been that he just felt some responsibility over my care since I was pregnant with his children, I guess that's possible.
Well anyways, after I convinced him that I was okay he went over to his sister and he talked to her for a little bit. I'm still not sure what he said to her, but whatever it was made her stop crying and actually look up at him. Her face kinda changed from something like being distraught to mild surprise and I really wished I knew what Russia was saying to her.
After some more talking Belarus walked over to me, and to tell the truth I kinda thought she was gonna stab me or something. But instead of hurting me she pulled her knife out of the wall and said "Congratulations on getting big brother and having his kids." And then she left. Just like that.
I walked back to the living room with Russia to find Ukraine still there. She congratulated us as well, though she was
And just as Ukraine left I heard a car pull into the driveway. Well, there's my family. So while I worked out how to tell them without just blurting it out like I did with Belarus and Ukraine, Russia answered the door. I sat down just as they walked into the living room.
Apparently England, France, and Canada all decided to take the same car or something, cause they all got there at the same time. So after everyone got seated and stuff, I slowly explained what they were there for. "So umm… you remember that party a couple months ago?" I asked.
"Oui, though I don't think Angleterre remembers much of it." France said. Canada just nodded and England blushed a bit, punching France lightly on the shoulder.
"Well…. Russia kind of took me home and we kind of did some stuff…" I continued.
"I knew it!" Canada kind of shouted, I looked at him like he grew an extra head or something. "I mean, we all know the Cold War was just you guys refusing to get together." He further explained. I just continued to look at him like he was some strange creature. France just nodded his head, agreeing with what Canada was saying.
"Okay… well… apparently male nations can get pregnant… and I got pregnant… so… yeah." I said, it was kind of awkward cause I didn't know what to say and I kept pausing.
England just nodded cause he already knew I was pregnant. He didn't seem that shocked about who the father was either.
France kind of looked at me with some emotion like sympathy or something. He whispered something to England who nodded and whispered something back. I still don't know what they were talking about.
Canada just kind of went wide eyed and mumbled something that sounded suspiciously like "Now you get to know how I felt." I'm assuming he's talking about Ontario or something… I mean… now that I think about it I never met his mom... so… is Canada his mom? Who the heck is his dad then? I'm getting off track, back to my story.
And then I decided to tell them the rest of it. "Oh… and umm… I'm not just pregnant with one… it's twins…" And then my morning sickness decided to be mean and get me… so I ended up leaving the room to sit in the bathroom and hope it passed without anything happening. The morning sickness was kind of bad at the time, and why do they call it morning sickness when you end up getting it because your dinner smells like shit for no reason. Food aversion sucked, I couldn't eat a burger for like a month and a half. And I'm just going on again, I should really stop doing that.
When I got back England and France were discussing something about what to get for the nursery and clothes the babies would wear, and I was just sitting standing there thinking 'Seriously? The babies don't even look like babies yet and you're discussing what they would wear?'
After about an hour and a half they left, dragging Canada with them. I just waved until they were gone and walked away from the window.
It was a tiring day… so I went to the couch and fell asleep
