Start Of A Path Unseen

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I sat down at the park bench, leting the warm spring air flow around me, happy to finally be out of that stupid hotel room for the first time in days. Since the insident with the elevator Mattie has had me on bed rest. That ment for the whole week while everyone else was off at the meeting, I was stuck in the hotel room alone. Ivan offered to stay with me, but I told him that at least on of us has to go. Still, for someone like me this was just pure torcher.

I finally had gotten Mattie to let me get out of the bed last night when he visited for my check up. Once he proclaimed I was was in good health I immeadently started pestering him about getting me off bed rest. He finally caved after an hour, but I wasn't allowed to attend the meeting due to the stress it will cause me. Not that I was complining. I'd much rather spend the day hanging out at a park then in a loud, stuffy room. I am deffinetly happy to have some time to myself after Ivan had been smothering me with attention and unnessisary care.

Think of last night brought back to mind a very unsetteling conversation with him regarding my pregnancy. Even thinking about it now sent a shiver of slight dread up my spine.

"Okay Alfie, I have something really weird to tell you, remember?" He reminded me as he finished writting down my blood pressure on his clip board.

"Yea, you mentioned that over the phone, like, a week ago." I said recalling the conversation. The girls started to really go at it with the kickes at that time.

"Well, actually it is really two things."

"Okay, what is it?" I asked as he hesitated for a moment.

"Well, you know how you've been saying your chest has been hurting lately." He stated more then asked. I nodded my head at him already dreading where this was going. "Well, from what I've learned of pregnancy of male nations  from China, you're going to start lactating soon."

"...........Come again?" I asked him with narrowed eyes. Ivan, who was in the room the whole time, looked at Mattie like he had grown three extra heads.

"You are going to produce milk so you can feed the twins." He said repeating what he had just told me. "From what China has told me every male nation does it and it makes sense too, you know? Formula hasn't been around forever, so the Ancients had to feed their babies somehow, eh."

"You can't be seriouse." I said in complete disbelive.

"I am. The reason why your chest has been hurting is because your pecks, or breasts? What would we call them? Either way, your chest skin is streaching to acomidate the new supply of milk." He nodded his head. A big grin that would make the Chesire cat jelouse broke across his face. "You're gonna grow boobs little brother!"

"Don't say it like that!" I shouted in emberassment and threw a pillow at him. My whole face was red and felt like I could start a fire with it.

"Calm down Fredka. It won't be that bad." Ivan said as he placed a hand on my s trying to cheer me up. I angrily looked up at him.

"That's easy for you to say. You're not the one going through all of this!" I snapped at the larger nation. Long used to my mood swings he didn't even flinch, but did back off a little bit. His hand stayed on my shoulder, which I was secretly gratefull for.

"Didn't you say their is two things you needed to tell us?" Ivan asked Matthew as I sat on the bed pouting. I did perk my ears up when he mentioned that so I wouldn't miss what he was going to say.

"Ah, yes. Well the other thing I needed to talk to you about is the birth itself. Their are some things you really need to know." Mattie said carefully, like he was talking to a bear that could attack at any moment. In a way he was right. I gave him a very dark look. "So, because men normally arn't suposed to carry young, our bodies have to adapt. In more ways then just producing milk. One of the first things that are going to happen to you, as you'll soon notice, is that you're hips are going to change." He started out, large grin now leaving his face.

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