A Belarusian-American Blessing (Alfred/America x Natalya/Belarus)

Chapter Three

TIME SKIP: Two Months Later

Natalya's POV

"Will you stop hiding your face in my skirt!?" I snap, trying to pry Alfred away from the folds. 

"I'll stop hiding once your brother leaves!" Alfred retaliates, his body quivering with fear.

I let out a small huff as Alfred continues to shiver and shake, his head just underneath my womb. Big Brother Ivan wasn't supposed to come visit us initially. But, out of nowhere, the doorbell rang. My dear husband was convinced that another one of his Captain America toys (or action figures, as he likes to call it) had been delivered. But no. Instead of a superhero toy, there stood Big Brother, with many, many, MANY suitcases. So now you're all caught up.

"Sweetheart," I say, trying to remain calm, "You do realize that he's planning to stay for a few months?"

Oh, I forgot to tell you. I told him to come over due Alfred's many shifts at the restaurant. That way, while Alfie works, Big Brother helps me stay alive. But I "forgot" to let Alfred know. 

"Can't he get, like, a hotel room or something?" Alfred whimpers.

"No, considering the fact that he is family!!"

I don't intend to snap, but my tone was enough to whip Alfred back into shape. He jumps up, big and tall, before puffing his chest out.

"You know what? Fine," he says, confidence dripping through his voice, "Aren't I quite the hero?? If Ivan is living with us, then I will just suck it up and face him."

"Thank you," I say, smiling, "And didn't I say that I would protect you from Big Brother?"

Al just kisses my forehead before saying, "You won't need to do anything. I'm your hero!"

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Alfred just wants nothing more than to be the hero that everyone will love. He's always known that he is capable of doing so... until he is within 50 feet of his brother-in-law. 

Ivan Braginsky just had to look bulkier than ever with his big, fat luggage. And he just had to look even creepier than ever, what with his metal pipe of pain tied to his belt and a creepy smile on his face.

"Alfred Foster Jones," Ivan said, his voice surprisingly childlike.

"I-I-Iv-vv-aann," Alfred stuttered, unable to keep a brave face.

Finding his brother-in-law's fear amusing, Ivan stepped forward, causing Alfred to flinch. 

"What have I told you about doing the.....how do you say it.... Devil's Tango with my baby sister??" Ivan replied, his childlike voice dripping with a frosty rage.

"W-w-we are m-m-m-married," Alfred chuckled, only to get yanked up by the collar. Alfred let out one yelp as Ivan began to shake him, giggling as he did so. Ivan's hand whipped over to his belt, where he attempted to yank the metal pipe for the sake of a potentially murderous blow.

"Big Brother, don't you dare!!" A frosty, yet feminine voice filled the room, causing shivers to run up and down Al's spine. Ivan dropped his poor brother-in-law on the floor before gulping, getting his hand off the pipe.

"Sorry, Natalya," Ivan replied before gathering all of his luggage, "No, if I may, might I take an early nap. The jet lag is catching up to me."

Moments after Ivan had crashed on the couch, Alfred couldn't say anything as Natalya comforted him. He could only think about how the next three months were going to long and scary.

A/N: 

Aaaahhhh. Now that I'm done with my Attack on Titan fanfiction, I can focus on this one whilst I plan out the spiritual sequel for the former. 

-TBG290