We Ship what we ship (OTP Book)

Happy Mother's Day! (Late Update) -CanDorra {Hetalia/OC}

Charla (also known as Andorra La Vella) went down the stairs, her curly brown hair bouncing and her purple amethyst eyes shining. She grabbed the phone on the mahogany table in the living room, dialing a number and waiting it to answer.

“Hello….?” A groggily voice answered, followed by a yawn.

“Get your passports ready, Matt!”

The voice over the phone jumped, now awake. “Q-Qui! Gonna wake up dad!”

BEEP!

Charla put down the phone, smiling. “This plan’s gonna be awesome!” She exclaimed, grabbing her brown coat and heading down to her town in the early morning.

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“Come on dad! Hurry up!” Matt called out, jumping up and down.

“S-slow down, Matt! You’ll like your Uncle Alfred….” Matt’s dad, Matthew, panted catching up to his capital/son.

“Yeah, I know! But you know how important this is to mom!” Matt (known as Ottawa) said, now dragging his dad to the French airport.

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Charla trotted to the bakeshop, entering it and headed straight to the counter.

“Oh, hola Charla!” The lady behind the counter greeted, smiling. “Are you looking for the cake you asked for?”

“Si!” Charla nodded. The lady went to the door behind her and went back with a cake in her hands. The cake was white in color, white frosting with strawberries, cursive writing in red icing and a red candy maple leaf on the lower right side.

“Gracias~!” Charla said, smiling and left the bakeshop.

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“Come on dad, Charla’s waiting for us!” as the two North American lands first stepped on Andorran ground.

“Yes, yes, Matt….” Canada said, looking around to find a certain capital brunette.

“Papa Canada! Matt!” The two said boys turned their heads to see Charla carrying the cake.

“Bonjour sis!” Matt greeted as Charla passed him the cake. “Bonjour, Charla…” Canada smiled, hugging his daughter.

“Guys we have to hurry, mom’s probably gonna wake up anytime soon!” Charla exclaimed, dragging both of the men to the house.

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The three finally went inside; Canada and Matt went inside the kitchen to put the cake while Charla went upstairs to wake up their mother.

She saw Aries the sheep trotting to her, she placed her index finger on her lips as a sign to shush and Aries got the message and went downstairs.

The Andorran capital opened her mother’s bedroom door, seeing her mother sleeping on the bed. She quietly made her way to the side, shaking her mom gently.

“Mom….mom….wake up….”

Andorra, Charlotte, stirred and finally fluttered her blue eyes open seeing her daughter.

“Bon dia (Good morning), Charla….” She greeted, sitting up. “Mom, you gonna come down quick!” Charla said, jumping up and down while pulling on her mother’s arm.

“Okay, okay!” Charlotte giggled as her enthusiasm as they jogged at the hallway to downstairs, but before they could climb down the stairs, Charla stopped to turn at her mother.

“Please close your eyes, mom!” Charla said and Charlotte giggled. “Okay!” She replied, closing her eyes.

Charla led her carefully downstairs.

“Okay…..open them now!”

Charlotte did.

“HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!”

The micro nation gasped, seeing her son and husband holding strawberry shortcake with the words ‘Happy Mother’s Day! –Matthew, Charla and Matt’ in red icing.

“Happy Mother’s Day, mon amour (my love)….” Canada said, walking to the still shocked nation and hugged her. The kids also hugged her. (Matt put the cake down on the table)

“T-Thank you so much!” Charlotte finally spoke, joyful tears starting to fall down her cheeks. Canada pulled away to wiped them away.

“LET’S EAT CAKE!” Matt exclaimed as the he and Charla started running to the cake to get the first piece.

The couple giggled at them, also walking to the cake.

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The two children are now asleep on their beds while Canada and Charlotte decided to stay in the living room for a while.

“Thank you so much for the cake, Mattie.” Charlotte thanked again.

“It’s all the kids’ idea, Charlotte, but I wouldn’t forget this also.”

Charlotte giggled. “Yeah, I know.”

“You know what else I wouldn’t forget?”

Charlotte blinked. “What would it be?”

“This......”

Canada leaned forward and kissed Charlotte on the lips. Charlotte immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to deepen the kiss.

They pulled away afterwards for oxygen; they looked at each other’s eyes and smiled.

THE END

A/N: Finally finished it! Sorry for the delay though…. *bows apologetically*

I can’t really think of name for Ottawa so I just named him after Canada. I got the name Charla from Carla the Exceed (FT) and it’s close to Charlotte.

Ottawa looks like a miniature version of France, cuz he inherited Andorra's blue eyes and Canada's hair and he doesn't wear glasses (maybe).