Mother Amelia

Tea Time

TRIGGER WARNING: SELF HARM MENTIONED AND SCARS SHOWN

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Amelia finally got home, exhausted from all the bullshit she had gone through. She unlocked her New York City apartment, trudging in quietly. She placed the keys in the bowl next to the door and took off her shoes, allowing her feet to go free. She noticed her phone was plugged into an outlet and was laying beside the bowl. It made her happy that her phone wasn't dead, that was one less thing her impatient ass would have to wait for.

SNOREEEEE~

Amelia jumped slightly at the sound of the snoring coming from her couch and ran to it, looking at the soft cushions with slight envy. She noticed two familiar blondes laying on each other, making her laugh. She didn't have to the heart to wake them, so quickly went upstairs to shower and get dressed. She layered up, since it was supposed to be a bit colder that day, and finally made her way back downstairs to cook some breakfast.

At the smell of fried eggs, France's nose began to twitch. He shot up, making the sleeping Britt on top of him flop to the floor with a loud thud. England was less than pleased at the fact he was just flung to the itchy carpet, but his mind cleared up quickly when the smell of bacon smacked him in the face. Both stood up and ran to the kitchen, gazing at Amelia making them breakfast.

"Good morning, sunshines~" Amelia laughed as she plated each of their eggs with a few pieces of bacon, "I already have a kettle on, in case you want tea. But, I just need a strong cup of coffee," Amelia poured half the pot into a huge ass mug that said 'I Only Grind Up My Coffee' and taking two large gulps, pouring it again. England ran up to her and took it from her hands.

"Amelia! Darling! You'll overdose on caffeine if you drink that much!" Amelia grunt and tried to reach over Britain.

"No, I won't! I used to have five pots by nine during the Great Depression!" Francis took the coffee pot and set it on the counter.

"Amelia, zat is not 'ealthy!"

"I need coffee!"

"Not that much!" England sat Amelia down. She looked at him with huge puppy dog eyes, making the normally stern tsundere crack. He lightly sighed and pet her head, "Francis, pour the dear one last cup. This time with a little bit of cream," Francis nodded as he got the coffee ready. He gently placed the mug in front of her, smiling.

"Take your time, mon lapin. We won't take it away from you, savor ze flavors," Amelia nodded and lightly sipped on the coffee, enjoying every sip. The kettle began to shriek, forcing England up to prepare his and Francis' tea. He then sat down, the three eating in silence.

The two Europeans had been scared when Germany told them that Amelia was in danger. They had been waiting for Amelia since the day she was reported missing, knowing damn well that her government must have taken her. Who else would want to take her?

"I love that it's so quiet, normally my mornings are bustling with activity," Amelia got up and quickly snagged her phone, pulling up a camera, "but it seems my elder children are doing a good job," she smiled fondly as she set her phone on the counter and kept eating. The silence kept on lasting until all the food was eaten. Being that Amelia obviously didn't want to talk about what had gone on, Britain and France concocted a plan.

They were going to take her shopping~

Francis finished up cleaning the last dish when Britain spoke up.

"Say, why don't we have a daddies and daughter day, the three of us," Amelia felt his heart leap, she's always wanted to have a daddy and daughter day. This would be even better since she would have two dads spoiling her rotten!