Sent Away

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I don't know why but I just came up with this idea and stuff but I hope you like it!!!

England was crying- what you ask? Why is England crying? Well I forgot to say, they were tears of joy. And why was he crying tears of joy? Well you would be if you found out you we're pregnant with your lovers child. He put the pregnancy test in his pocket and went to go tell his lover.

"America!" He called put. But he stopped when he saw his lover getting made fun of by some kids.

"Your an adult, you shouldn't have dolls!" A little boy said.

"They're not dolls! they're action figures!" America defended.

"Sure~" The boy said sarcastically and left.

" America I-" England was cut off when he heard America say something horrible.

"I hate kids so much..." He heard him say. So when America left, England rubbed his tummy and cried silently. He then keeped his pregnancy hidden. Luckily, he didn't get a big belly when he was pregnant so it made it easier to hide the pregnancy.

Then, after 9 months have past, in the middle of the night, he woke up and his water broke. He got up carefully, not waking up America, and drove himself to the hospital. There, at the hospital, he gave birth to a beautiful baby girl.

But he didn't get to hold her because America called him, asking if he was okay and where he was. England told him he was in the hospital because he was feeling 'bad' . America replied that he would go to the hospital and, before England could argue, he hung up.

England paid the doctor to keep his birth a secret. He then sent his baby girl away somewhere, with out giving her a name.

~ Time Skip 5 Years Later ~

"Hahahah! You have ugly eyebrows!" the kids teased the poor little girl. Her light blue eyes filled with tears. She got up and ran away. She ran to a little space between building and cried. Soon it got dark but she was still there and she was still crying.

England and America were taking a stroll when they heard soft crying. America looked in between two building to see a little girl with light blond hair and a cowlick crying.

"Hey dudette are you okay?" He asked the girl and reached out to touch her. She flinched and turn away from them, scared that they will also make fun of her eyebrows.

"It's okay love. You'll be alright" England said. She looked down , stood up, and turned towards them.

"What's wrong Dudette?" America asked her. She looked up and gasped. One of the men caught her attention. It was England. She remembered him when she was first born. She didn't know why but she hugged England.

England was surprised by this action but hugged back.

"What's wrong love? Where are your parents?" He asked, not really looking at her appearance. She looked into his eye.

"You are my mom" She said, her British accent noticeable. England was shocked by this. He then took a closer look at her. Blonde hair, like his, a cowlick, like America, light blue eyes, like America, and her eyebrows, like his. Realization the hit England in the face.

"Oh my god" he said as tears filled his eyes. He hugged her tighter and started crying. America just stood there, confused on what's happening.

"It okay mama. Don't cry" The little girl said. England wiped his tears and smiled.

"You were pregnant?" America asked England. England  nodded.

"... Is it mine?" America asked. England nodded again. America smiled and picked his child, swirling her around.

"This is great!" He said. "I've always wanted to start a family... but didn't know how to ask you"

"So your not mad?" England asked. America smiled and put the girl down. He kisses England sweetly. He pulled away and smiled.

"of course not!" He said. England smiled and hugged him. The little girl giggled. England gasped.

" Oh dear you don't have a name!" He said. The girl giggled again.

"Then name me!" She smiled sweetly.

"Hannah?" America said.

"No we are not naming our daughter off of one of your American tv shows!" England said.

"Gina?"

"No"

"Candy?"

"Who in the bloody hell would name their child Candy?!?"

"How about Elizabeth?" The little girl asked. They both looked at her.

"Yeah. Elizabeth" England smiled.

"Nice choice!" America said. The little girl- I mean Elizabeth giggled.

"Lets go home" She said and grabbed her parents hands.

"Yes, let's go home" England said. America smiled and replied softly,

"As a family"

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