Forgive Me ~Hetalia~

Chapter 16

•I don't own Hetalia, if I did I wouldn't be writing this.

"What! Now?" England shouted, grabbing his hair and pulling it. How could it happen this soon? England knew it would happen much quicker than normal but it hadn't even been that long since America found out! "What do we do! I don't know what to do America!"
"Just do something! I don't care just get the damn baby out!" America cried, his face going red with the effort of shouting and pushing. England ran over to him and took off his trousers and underwear, scared because he didn't know how to be a bloody midwife! Sure, he had seen it on the television whilst watching British program's but that was a totally different thing!
"Okay America! Just...breath, yes breath and push!" England called. America filled the instructions, breathing and pushing as hard as he could. After a while of doing this he began panting heavily, his forehead dripping with sweat. The American almost lost the will to keep going until-
"Bloody hell there's a head!" England screeched, moving back slightly. America shouted something that England couldn't understand, it sounded angry, so England moved back to where he was before.
"You...gotta grab...the head 'n' pull.." America panted, England nodded and gently took hold of the babies head, pulling slowly, America pushed more to help England. Blood poured out of America, soaking the bedsheets and turning them a blackish colour, England's hands were stained in the red liquid too, the baby was covered in it. Soon enough the baby was free, England wrapped it in a towel and placed it in the cot by the bed. Strangely enough America had not stopped pushing.
"You can stop now" England said as he wiped away the sweat on Americas brow with a cloth.
"No, I can't, I think there's another.." America muttered, still panting slightly. England tensed up at this news.
"What? Another, you can't be serious!" The Englishman groaned, he resumed his previous position and told America to push and breath for what felt like the hundredth time. After about an hour of pushing the baby showed it's head, America was losing his will to push and did stop for a moment or two until England reminded him of what was at stake: a child's life. He got back into gear and pushed as much as he could, the baby popped out and England wrapped it up before placing it with it's sibling. He went back over to America and wiped his forehead, the American looked tired.
"England?" He mumbled.
"Yes?"
"Can you tell me what my babies are?" America closed his eyes, not caring about the huge mass of blood surrounding him. England picked up each baby individually, discovering their sex.
"Two little boys America, you should be proud. They are quite cute" England smiled, he put the little boys back.
"Allen and Oliver" America said as he yawned weakly, he closed his eyes and fell asleep, his chest moving up and down with every small breath.

Sorry that it's pretty short, I don't have any experiences with child birth so I didn't really know how to do that scene. But twins, eh?
This was created by me and mlphetalialuv so I hoped you've enjoyed it so far! ^_^