Never Forgotten

Chapter Twenty Nine

Canada's POV:

"Birdie! Jou're avake!" Prussia exclaimed the moment my eyes opened. His hand was clamped around mine, causing me to wince.
"Wha...what happened?" I pushed out.
"Isht kinda hard to explain...but China says jour pregnant."
"Wha?" Pregnant? But I'm a dude?!
"Ja. Jour zhree monzhs along." He squeezed my hand even tighter. I winced and he got the message, letting go so I could regain the feeling in that part of my body.
"But the last person I-" I paused. "It's Romano's."
"I zhought as much. But I didn't tell zhem in case jou didn't vant to."
"Merci." I nodded. "Are we still at Al's place."
"Ja. Und jou have to stay here for zhe next monzh or so until zhe baby isht born." He nodded, white hair falling into his eyes.
"What? But I have to feed Kuma and-"
"Relax, vögelchen. Jour bruder isht picking him und Gilbird up to bring here."
I let out a tense breath and calmed down.
"Gil..."
"Ja?!"
"Who else is here?" I could hear voices downstairs but couldn't quite place it.
"France und Britain stayed, China's here to make sure jou get zhrough zhis, und I alveady told jou vhere jour bruder is." He replied, getting up from his chair and sitting on the side of the bed. He set his hand over my stomach and smiled. "Sometimes zhis happens vhen zhere's biting involved." He smirked.
My face turned hot.
"I'm sorry."
"For vhat?"
"You probably don't want to bring kids into the picture when we've only started dating, Eh?"
"Are jou kidding? Isht a bit sudden, but I'll gladly help jou take care of zhis child." His eyes lit up as he spoke. He was telling the truth.
I smiled.
"Now, jou scared me shitless earlier. I zhink I deserve a kiss..." He wiggled his eyebrows at me.
"C'mere you."
I was instantly enveloped in a deep kiss. His lips were so soft, so needy. They made me feel at home.
How had I missed this?
He pulled away with a seductive lick of his lips. "Ich Liebe dich."
I took a deep breath, pursing my lips.
"Je t'aime aussi, mon infant."
"Did jou just call me a baby?"
"No. I said 'I love you, my baby'." I rolled my violet eyes.
"But jou still called me a baby..."
"That's because you are a baby."
"Hey!"
"It's true!"
"Is not!"
"Would you two quit bickering, si vous plais!" Papa glided into the room holding a little tray with food, decorated with rose petals. "I brought you breakfast by zhe way!"
"Merci, papa!" I cooed happily.
France set the food on my lap and watched me dig in happily.
"Sooooo, who's zhe fazher? Is it Gilbert?"
I almost choked. Almost. I expected this question, just not so bluntly.
"Non papa. Le père est Romano."
"Romano! Is zhat why you were so depressed when 'e disappeared?"
"Oui." I nodded sombrely.
"Well, at least we 'ave 'is child to remember 'im by." My papa hugged me tightly. He smelled just like wine and flowers.
"We all agreed to 'elp you care for it." He whispered. I nodded my understanding.
"Merci." I breathed.
When Francis left, Prussia curled up at me side and wrapped me in a tight hug, stroking my stomach fondly. I kissed the top of his head and purred nonsense into his hair. This whole thing, despite being really weird, just felt right to me.
I had never been happier in my life.

Whaaaaaaaat? Honestly never thought I'd find myself writing Manpreg but here it is. I read a headcanon that countries couldn't have children and if they somehow managed to, it wouldn't live long. Whether or not I use that is still being decided.
Also, once again I'm self translating and not completely sure of my french, I mean, I haven't taken classes in, like, three years. And it's not like "the father is Romano." Is a common conversation piece.
Fun fact: when the french first settled in Canada, they kept forgetting to send ladies over so there weren't actually ladies to say that stuff. Silly french. You can't populate colonies with just men. This is why the English took over.

Update: I've entered into a state of toxic hatred for humanity. This usually happens when I get super excited for something but then somebody ruins my plans and my world comes crashing down on me. In the past my fanfictions have suffered because of this and I suppose this one may as well. So please chalk any depressing plot lines up to that until at least a week after Halloween. Apologies in advance, readers.