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

Chapter Five

A/N: Final chapter!! I don't feel like doing another birth scene after completing my Attack on Titan fanfiction, so I'm just gonna skip to some comedy scenes.

Their bedroom was eerily quiet as they rested on their queen bed. The pink curtains fluttered as the fan whipped them with artificial wind. The only sounds echoing through the room were that of Al's and Natalya's son, who was cooing in his father's arms.

Roger Davie Jones was born at exactly 1:00 p.m, June 12, 2018. He came out of his mother's womb with a loud shriek that probably made the poor nurse deaf. It was obvious that the boy would inherit his father's loud and crazy personality, as well as his never-ending hunger. However, there were times where he was as quiet as a mouse, not making a peep.

Alfred and Natalya couldn't help but feel a warm feeling in their hearts whenever they stared at their little boy. They would melt whenever Roger would coo, their hearts broke whenever he cried, and they laughed when he did something funny. But nobody is a perfect parent, especially with their first.

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"Okay, Rogie," Alfred smiled, holding the metal spoon proudly, "Your first burger. This is a very momentous occasion, so open wide."

The large slice of the Big Mac lay sagging onto the metal spoon, too big for it. Five month old Roger clapped his hands onto his high chair's little tray, obviously excited. Little tufts of blond hair began to grow, and his violet eyes gleamed at the Big Mac.

"Alfred, have you seen Roger's-WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!!???" Natalya shrieked as she ran over the high chair, scooping Roger in her arms.

"It's Roger's first burger, duuhhhh," Alfred replied, oblivious.

"He's too young for that, Al!!!" Natalya shrieked louder, "You should know that!!!"

Long story short, it ended with Alfred eating the rest of the burger whilst Natalya yelled at him for doing such a thing. But nothing can reach Alfred F. Jones's ears as he eats. Nothing.

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"Night night, Rogie," Alfred cooed, staring down at the sleeping baby in his crib. 

He looked so adorable in his little train footies, his soft blonde hair, and pale white skin. One of Roger's tiny hands wrapped around Alfred's finger, clutching it tightly. 

"Oh Roger," Alfred smiled, "You are my world. My life. There is nothing in the world more important than you."

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(TIME SKIP: Five years later)

The family sat around a table at McDonald's, the now five-year-old Roger devouring a burger and fries like nothing else mattered. He was finally at the age where he could eat this, but his parents both decided to wait before they told him about the fiasco as a five-month-old.

Roger licked his fingers clean, his violet eyes gleaming up at his mother. 

"More please," he smiled, though he probably knew his answer.

"You've had enough, Roger," Natalya said sternly. She didn't want her son to get diabetes.

"Okaaayyy," Roger glowered, though, as if it was clockwork, he immediately cheered up again, "Let's go home."

"I was just thinking the same thing," Alfred smiled, ruffling his son's hair, "We need to get the house ready for your grandpas tomorrow."

"GRANDPA!!!! GRANDPERE!!!!!" Roger shrieked, running out McDonald's as if it see them outside.

"Ay, if I didn't love him, I would be 90 minutes closer to death," Alfred groaned as he and Natalya chased after their son.

Natalya raised her brow, smiling as she did so.

"You think this is tiring?" She asked, amused, "Then I guess you wouldn't want two, then."

"Huh?" Alfred replied, raising his brow.

Natalya broke out into laughing fit, wiping tears out of the corners of her eyes. Alfred stood there, confused and curious, with his eyebrows scrunched together. Natalya had to take a few deep breaths before finally calming down. But when she did, let's just say that she had to carry the unconscious Alfred back to their car.

"I'm pregnant again."

A/N: And that was the end of my first Hetalia fanfiction!! There shall be more to come, but expect lots and lots of GerIta and SpaMano. What can I say? They are my OTPs. There will also be some PruHun as well. 

Time to start working on my Attack on Titan fanfiction!!

-TheBookGuardian290