This story takes place after Russia sold the state Alaska to America and they kind of had...a go at each other. Years later, Russia returns to America's household to learn that the american nation had his child. Will Ivan help Alfred take care of th...
Russia had Alaska in his arms, who was exhausted from the tiring day of the trip.
America: You better be careful with him, Russia.
Russia: Da. I know.
America: Uh-huh...
Russia: But...You got to admit...Even if he's only 189 years old...He's still cute since has the appearance of an 12 year old, da.
America: Well duh! He's my son, of course. The hero must make sure he stays cute and healthy!
Russia: Don't you mean 'our' son.
America: -Sighs- Yes...
Russia lightly chuckles as he puts Alaska on the couch and pulls out a blanket.
Alaska: Mmm...Papa...
America smiles as he rubs Alaska's head.
America: Goodnight Nikolai. Sweet dreams my little boy.
Russia watched the scenario go between the two. He never thought America was such a good father. But after learning that he had a son. He never really put it into thought of being a father to someone.
But now he realize what he had been missing. He should've been a better father to Alaska. Also, he should been a better lover for America.
America: Russia?
Russia looked up to America. He wonder how long he had been lost in thought.
Russia: Da?
America: Are you okay? Ya know...You can spend the night here...I think Alaska would like that...
Russia smiled a bit and nodded.
Russia: Yeah...Maybe he would.
America nodded as he and Russia went up to America's room.
Russia: Um...America...W-Would you like for me to stay with you in here...
America:....I-I guess so...
Boy...This was awkward...
Even though they haven't been sleeping the same bed together together in such a long time...Ever since the cold war.
Russia: America...
America: Yes...?
Russia:...I...wanted to apologize.
America: Huh? For what?
Russia: Everything...Espically taking you and Nikolia for granted.
America: Russia...
Russia: Nyet...Let me talk...I-I know about Boston...
America: ...What?!
Russia:...Alaska told me...I never would've thought you and England had such a complicated relationship. Losing your daughter must've been so hard for you. I questioned your parenting with Alaska only to learn that you lost one of your daughters to England...I'm sorry that you went through so much and England never really was there for you...
America:...It's all in the past...Besides...I'm over it...I mean. I can't get over Boston's death. I still miss her. She would always be my daughter.
Russia: I agree. She would always be in your heart.
America: She will. Boston wouldn't want me to suffer or blame England for her death.
Russia: Huh?
America: S-She would want me to be happy...She would want me to still be a hero.
Russia: Yeah...
America: Alaska reminded me so much of her...But he could never replace her and she could not be the same as him either. I would never choose one child over the other. That's something England would do...
Russia:....
America: The states. Alaska. Even Boston. They will always be my children. I loved them for who they are and they love me as well. That's why we're family.
Russia couldn't help but feel happy a bit hearing some of this. He wrapped his arms around America.
America: Russia?
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Russia: I'm here for you. This time...I'll never let you go...
America: Geez. You dumb big guy...Sometimes your like a teddy bear sometimes.
Russia: I have a request America...Let me...'Embrace' you, da~!
America smirked at him before kissing him.
America: The hero accepts your request~!
Omake:
Alaska: Papa...I'm hungry...What's for breakfast..?!
Alaska sees America and Russia sleeping naked in bed with only a cover over them.
