So before we get started let's get this out of the way. I don't own Hetalia or Bride wars or any anime, book, movie, or thing i may make a reference to. Also art cover by me. WE GOOD YES OK!

Love. If there is one thing I love above everything, it's love…but being a wedding planner from the city of love that was to be expected, non? In all my years helping couples reach their dream wedding, I now have a few stories to remember; of course every wedding has a story but my favorite story isn't about a bride and a groom, it's about a bride and a bride….but I mean that's obvious since this is a lesbian wedding after all! However this story….is about two sisters…

Two sisters dressed in beautiful white dresses with similar pink bows around their small waist, watched their aunt walk away in the arms of a man they grew to like. It was their first time at a wedding but they had very different reactions. One was filled with wonder and fascination while the other was overwhelmed with disgust and strange curiosity.

"I can't believe auntie kissed him, YUCK!" yelled the younger of the two as she held on to a small flower basket.

"Well they did get married…" said the older one waving her similar basket back and forth gently. They both had been the flower girls at their aunt's wedding at the gardens. It was a small place but it was beautiful!

"STILL! Boys are icky!"

"I think it's really romantic" she sighed softly looking at the ground as her cheeks slowly tainted pink and she pulled at her pigtails. "I want to get married too one day."

"Not me!" announced the other crossing her arms and lifting her chin, "I am never getting married to an icky boy. Never, ever, ever, ever, EVER!"

"You say that now, but I'm sure you won't be saying that when you're older" Said another voice. The two girls looked up to meet their smiling mother. "Come along now. Let's go eat cake!"

As the years went by and the girls grew into adulthood, they both build lives of their own and changed many aspects of their lives repeatedly. However they still had one thing they never changed.

"…Like, seriously! And remember that one time mom was all like 'you won't be saying that when you're older' well JOKE'S ON YOU MOTHER DEAR CUZ IM A LESBIAN SO YEA, BOYS ARE STILL ICKY! AHAHAHAHAH" the now grown little sister shouted into the phone.

"Amelia you're getting off topic again, I can't even remember why you called" said a softer voice on the other side of the phone.

"Oh right! SHE HASN'T PROPOSED YET MADDIE! I CAN'T DEAL WITH THIS! DOESEN'T SHE WANT TO GET MARRIED!"

"If you're in such a hurry to get married why don't you propose to her?"

"I can't do that! She asked me out, so she has to propose!"

"Ame why don't-"

"ALL THESE PEOPLE GETTING MARRIED AND THEY LOOK SO HAPPY AND IM GONNA DIE ALONE CUZ ALICE DOESN'T LOVE ME ENOUGH TO MARRY ME!"

"Ame, are you watching that stupid wedding show again?"

"No…yes…" she said sobbing as she watched the bride find the perfect dress. Her sister simply sighed on the other end. When Amelia turned the television on to the wedding shows there was no getting her out of that emotional bundle of mess and tears. "They're all getting married-sob- and I'm here-sob- in my hamburger undies and a tub of ice cream-sob-on my lap!"

"And what's your point, eh?" When the American continued sobbing she sighed "Ame is this how a heroine would act?

"No, no, you're right...WELL WHATEVER IM A STRONG INDEPENDENT WOMAN!"

"Good, good, anyways I have to go. Jill is almost home and it's my turn to prepare diner"

"Sure, say hi to the freak for me."

"Amelia-"

"AHAHAHAH KIDDING! She's awesome, seriously say hi for me!" she said shoving another spoon full of ice cream in her mouth. "later!"

"Alright bye."

They both hung up and Amelia returned to sobbing as she watched the brides walk down the aisle.

oooooOOOOOooooo

Madeline hung up the phone and sighed loudly as she flopped down on the couch. "I have to make dinner….." not making an effort to move from the couch she sighed again. "I have to make dinner…" but again she ignored herself.

Suddenly, her phone on the table in front of her rang making her jump off the couch and land face first on the floor. Not making an effort to get up, or to fetch her glasses, she simply crawled blindly and reached over the table feeling around until she found her phone.

"Why is the volume so loud?" she asked herself as she brought her phone to her ear. "Hello?"

"BIRDIE!" shouted a loud voice causing Madeline to pull her phone away "so I have a feeling that you're not gonna want to cook right now and being the AWESOME girlfriend that I am decided to get something. Do you want Chinese or Italian?"

"What? Jill are you driving!"

"Of course not! It's a red light" she said matter-of-factly.

"Jill, you better hang up the phone as soon as that light changes!"

"Ja, ja, so Chinese or Italian?"

Madeline sighed for what seemed the hundredth time in the last two phone calls "Italian and I want breadsticks."

"Always. Be there in a bit, love you!"

"Ok, love you too." Before she could hang up, however, the screeching of tires could be heard followed by extremely angry yelling in German before the call ended. Madeline left her arms fall to her sides and grunted.

"She better not die before I get my breadsticks…"

The blonde lay blind and unmoving on the floor between the couch and the table for who knows how long, simply staring at the blurry ceiling. She was slowly falling in daze as she tried to distract herself from her suddenly loud stomach. It wasn't long until her trance was broken when two glowing red orbs came into her line of sight.

"So, breadsticks?"

"Well hello to you too birdie, oh my day was fine thank you for asking" she replied sarcastically. "So why are you on the floor?"

"I can't be bothered to get up…" Jillian laughed affectionately helping the Canadian to her feet and gently placing the fallen glasses on her small nose.

They both sat on the couch enjoying their meal (and the breadsticks) and each other's company. Jillian nagged about her work and, as she says, the pesky overgrown fetuses while Madeline listened with interest.

"How was detention? Judging by how your day went I don't think it was that bad." She asked clearly amused at the albino. Jill was a history teacher at a middle school and more often than not she was the one that had to stay behind with the trouble makers.

"I absolutely hate detention! I mean I love my students…..most of them at least, but it really pisses me off that I have to waste my precious time because they don't know how to act civilized. Now I know why old Fritz said he hated detention more than I did."

Madeline giggled "it didn't seem that you hated it that much since you practically lived in that classroom your entire sophomore year"

"That's not relevant! The point is detention sucks more when you're a teacher."

"Well tomorrow is Friday so don't worry too much about it."

"Yea finally." She huffed and showed a piece of breadstick in her mouth chewing with a bit more force than was necessary "so anyways how's the team doing?"

Madeline was a little league hockey coach since she loved little kids…and because apparently she was too delicate to work with an older team (that infuriated her to an extent) "they're doing great! I love my little polar bears!" she said with happiness radiating from her body.

"They are all so talented and really go out there and…" he face suddenly fell and her voice got quiet "well most of them do…"

"Most of them?"

"I'm really worried about Mathew…he's …he's one of the best ones on the team but lately he hasn't been doing well, I don't know… he seems scared to play."

"Hey, don't worry" she said taking the Canadian's hand in hers and smiling "I'm sure if you talk to him things will go back to normal."

Madeline smiled back and sighed lightly "yea, you're right."

She pulled her hand back they both went back to enjoying their meal (and the breadsticks) and each other's company.

oooooOOOOOooooo

As the morning sun peeked over the horizon, Jillian kissed Madeline goodbye and made her way to the school for the last time that week. Madeline locked the door to their apartment and quietly walked into the busy streets. With her bag over her shoulder and her long pigtails bouncing with every step she took, she smiled as she neared her sister's apartment building.

"I hope she's feeling better" she said to herself as she knocked on the door. "Ame, it's me!"

There where hurried steps and a small crashing noise before the door flew open revealing a smiling American "Maddie! About time, seriously!"

The two sisters spent the morning eating breakfast (and a few sweets of course) as they talked aimlessly about anything they could think of. Work, family, pets they wish they had, their respective girlfriends, typical stuff. After a while they set on finally cleaning up Amelia's closet who insisted that junk was precious if it was hers and a waste of space if it was her sister's.

"Maddie, seriously why is this box still here! You moved out like a million years ago." She said as she took out the box that had a few of the Canadian's stuff from when they still lived together.

"Oh well I don't think I really need all that stuff…so I guess I didn't bother to remember" she said digging into the box and pulling out a glasses case. "Oh my old glasses!"

"Sweet, can I have them!" she said taking the case and pulling out the glasses.

"Why? You don't wear glasses."

"Still….can I?"

"Umm sure I don't really need them…"

Amelia punched the air and proceeded to pop off the lenses and put them on her face. "YAASS!"

"R-right…" Madeline rolled her eyes and continued looking though the box.

"Oh dude, do you want mom's cardigan?"

"Yea I love it!" getting up and walking to her sister they both gasped as a small box dropped from the cardigan. Amelia took off the glasses and bent down to grasp the box in her hands.

"It's a tiffany box…." They both said in awe with unblinking eyes.

"You're getting engaged…"

"I'm getting engaged…." It took a moment for both of them to proses what was going on before they both shouted. "I'M GETTING ENGAGED!"

Amelia immediately started to untie the box but her sister tried to take it away from her "no don't you dare!" she ran after her sister as they both fought over the box. "Amelia give it to me!" She tackled her onto the couch as she struggled to keep her from opening the box.

"STOP!" Amelia froze and let her sister take the box away from her. Madeline only ever yelled like that when the situation involved hockey. Any other time she way incapable of raising her voice so to say that the American was intimidated was the understatement of the year.

"I'm sorry" she said out of breath, "but she should see your face when you first see the ring."

She got off her sister and helped sit up straight. "You're right...you're right, I'm sorry…you always think of others that…never occurs to me…"

The Canadian smiled and gently tied the box again. "I'm so happy for you."

"I can't believe it…..I'm getting married…."

"Ame I-" she started but was interrupted an alarm going off in her phone. "Oh I almost forgot! I have to go!"

"Right, practice" she got up and walked her sister to the door and hugged goodbye.

"Promise me you won't touch that ring!" she said over her shoulder.

"Don't worry I won't, scouts honor!" Madeline rolled her eyes with a smile and continued on her way.

oooooOOOOOooooo

Madeline smiled as she watched the kids glide though the ice with grins on their faces. They were all enjoying themselves with friendly competition burning in their eyes and with energy that made her wonder when it would run out. Her smile fell however, when she glanced at the door and realized that it was still closed. Unmoving.

She shook her head and turned back to her team. "Okay everyone let's take a small water brake!" The kids yelled happily and raced out of the ice. The coach sighed with concern and stared at nothing in particular "It's already halfway through practice where could he be?"

"Umm… coach?" asked a small girl pulling on her sleeve.

"Yes what is it?"

"There's someone knocking on the door." She said pointing at the glass doors where long white hair and glowing red eyes could be seen along with a mischievous grin.

The blonde walked to the doors and let the albino in. "Jill, I thought you had to take care of detention again. What are you doing here?"

"Nah, its fine I made a deal with the kids" she said, her grin never leaving her face and Madeline decided she didn't want to know "and anyways since, as you say, I'm not to be trusted in the apartment by myself I realized that coming here was the best option!"

The kids swarmed their coach as they gazed with curiosity at the stranger in front of them. Madeline realized they wouldn't be able to get anything done so she though it would be better to just give them the day off today.

"Hey lady, what's that behind your back?" a boy asked pointing at where, Madeline just noticed, Jillian had her hands behind her back.

"Jill you didn't sneak in anything you shouldn't have, right?"

"Birdie, you wound me!" she exclaimed dramatically and the kids giggled. "I didn't see a sign that said I shouldn't …so I did."

Madeline fought the urge to face palm "what was so important that you couldn't leave it in the car?" The shorter woman grinned and bought her hands from behind her back.

"I wasn't going to leave her in the car…that would be inhumane!"

Madeline gasped and the kids behind her squealed. In her hands she held the fluffiest and laziest looking white dog the other has ever seen. Around her neck she wore a red bow and she looked at Madeline with small tired eyes wondering who the woman in front of her was.

"Jill!" she couldn't think of anything to say as she took the small polar-bear-like dog in her arms.

"I know I know…I'm awesome" she said crossing her arms. "Oh could you loosen the bow a bit I think she looks uncomfortable."

"Oh, yea let me just-" she fell silent confusing the children around her. She completely un-wrapped the bow and lifted a small metal band with a red gem placed expertly in the middle. "Jill?"

The albino smiled and gently took the ring from the Canadian "I wasn't so sure how I was gonna do this, but then I though whatever I'm awesome so it doesn't matter, as long as I get to spend the rest of my life with you."

The kids held their breath with curiosity as they watched their coach's eyes lit up. "So birdie?"

"Yes…"

"Will you marry me?"

"Yes!"

Sup people duckling here QUACK! Man I want breadsticks now…..anyways So I decided not to make this a sort of sequel to my other story cuz meh and anyways I wasn't going to make it nyotalia originally but then I realized that I really wanted them fighting cuz of a dress at some point so I though WHY NOT?! it's my first time writing nyotalia so constructive criticism is always welcome! I'll see you guys next chapter DUCLKING OUT QUACK!