hetalia father/mother-daughter scenarios

Activity

Bonding time with the parent! They show you how to do something they love to do. Belarus's scenario is a bit more 'special' than the others. The other's are more about having fun, that one is more about a deeper bond they make.

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Belarus

After a few.....uncommon events that had happened to you recently, your aunt finally told you something interesting. "Your mother can see spirits that have passed on. I guess you inherited that as well." You had always felt a certain connection to your mother, as you would love to hear some stories she would tell you. You never actually thought they were true though.

It definitely explained why Raivis was creeped out about your mother talking to herself the other day. He had seen something float and he thought she was using black magic.

You were busy sharpening your blade one day in your room when your mother came into your room. She had a warm smile on her face and sat down beside you, pulling out her own blade and sharpening stone.

Both didn't even need to speak to know exactly what the other was thinking or wanted to say. 

You looked up and saw the shape of someone sitting on your chair. Transparent and the person looked old. You looked at her eyes filled with wisdom and smiled. Your mother smiled, knowing you could see the old woman.

"You raised a fine child Natalya" She said.

Canada

You were crouched under a bush, with a 12 gage shotgun. Beside you, was your dad, also had a 12 gage on his back, was smiling. "Maple candy?" He offered and you popped it into your mouth. "Of course."

You let the sweetness of the candy slowly melt away in your mouth as you hummed some random song. Your dad made a hand sign to tell you to move forward and you listened carefully. 

You jumped out of the bush in front of another hunter. "This is private property sir. I'll have to fine you sir" Your dad said, coming out. 

"What about this chick?!" He exclaimed, trying to explain himself.

"It's her property." The guy's face went blank. "And it's not hunting season yet."

The man left after taking the bill, and you and your dad high-fived. "so, when are we going four-wheeling? "You asked him, putting your gun in the back of the truck. 

"Later. I found a new spot." He said. "It's really muddy" He smirked as you did the same.

"Even better! LET'S GO!" You pushed him into the driver's seat.

You guys always went four-wheeling or three-wheeling after catching an illegal hunter and the muddier it was, the funnier and it was your favourite activity.

France

A pretty cliché moment, but you were making bread with your father. Croissants and baguettes to be more specific. And drinking a lot of french wine too, but not to the point of getting drunk (refer back to someone gets drunk chapter)

The kitchen was full of already made bread and Arthur and his son were sitting at a table, just watching in horror as the amount of bread just increased by the hour. There was at least 60 baguettes on the table and 14 trays of perfect croissants. 

"The French are making their weapons, dad." Arthur's son mumbled.

"I know John. We'll just make scones. Fight pastry with pastry" He replied with, moving the croissants out from in front of him.