Title: Demanding daughter

Pairing/s: mainly France/Germany

Summary: You just can't say "No" to sweet young European Union.

Author Note: Okay, this is probably more crack than I ever wanted to write from the start, but I liked it too much to not put it up. The story starts where the European Union is in her younger years with Luxemburg, the Netherlands, France, West Germany, Italy and Belgium as her first members.

As there aren't characters for Netherlands and Luxemburg yet they will be mentioned but don't get much appearance as I'm saving them for later when they have finally (hopefully ;__;) appeared in the comic. So I will focus mostly on France and Germany, seeing that I'm currently totally obsessed with that pairing X__x.

And yes, I know that her name is definitely wrong for that time, but I didn't want to name her ECSC D:. And I left out the additional communities because that would have made it a hell of a lot more difficult.

I apologize for mistakes and hope the idea will make some more crazy people like me happy, too xD.

(As for the idea, I got it before I saw the amazing fanarts you can find on LJ in the Hetalia Community. But I will get more inspiration there so thank you very much over there for drawing so wonderful pictures *.*!)


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Little EU giggled cutely and raised her small arms up in a demanding manner to be noticed by one of her parents. After some minutes she started to wriggle around, seeing that nobody seemed to have caught her signals before.

Still nobody paid her attention. So she used more drastic moves.

She started crying.

In an instance, three doting nations were in front of her, shushing her down, patting her on the curly hair and trying everything in their might to calm her down.

She beamed up at them, having finally reached her goal of being noticed.

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"I said we shouldn't leave her alone, didn't I?" Belgium huffed at both France and Germany.

Ludwig winced slightly and an apologetic look crossed his face. He wasn't used to deal with toddlers. With a shrug, Francis picked EU up. That emitted a happy giggle from her.

"She has to learn being alone for some time. Otherwise we won't get much done, c'est ne pas vrai?" While saying that the Franceman swirled the little girl around making her squeak in delight.

Belgium sighed, watching how France started praising the toddler in his language as Germany stood unsure beside him, not knowing if he was needed anymore.

What a weird combination! Luckily both Netherlands and Luxemburg had to look after matters in their homes, so today it was only the three of them. Or maybe four, Belgium reconsidered, seeing that Italy loved to come over spontaneously even if he had said that he had something to look after the other day.

Being the only female nation with five males who suddenly developed an extreme father complex could be really exhausting.

While EU was taken care of by her formal founders, Belgium returned to the table where they had held the meeting some minutes before, discussing how to raise her probably. Sadly, new founded EU had a very weak condition as the constant disagreement between her members prevented her from growing like she should.

Belgium sorted the documents and plans on the table before she went to make dinner for the four of them. Cooking was something all of the six members loved. The little union liked everything and learned really fast which dish belonged to which nation. With languages it was the same; the little girl memorized them like a sponge, responding no matter the language she was addressed in.

Turning around to announce that she would be busy, Belgium couldn't stop a snort escaping her as she took in the sight in front of her.

Both Ludwig and Francis had sat down on one of the many comfy leather couches in the luxurious meeting room, placing the little union in between their middle.

Currently EU was observing Germany's cross pendant with big curious eyes.

It blinked on the nation's bare skin, seeing that both male nations had taken of their ties some time ago to put formality aside.

At the same time she had her little hands buried in France's long hair, gripping and realising her hold unconscious as she was preoccupied with looking elsewhere. Judged by Francis face her actions weren't all that gentle, but the nation never took her hands away. He only smiled, trying to ignore the pain. Germany on the other hand opened his pendant, holding the cross on its chain near the innocent union's eyes with a soft smile on his features.

That girl had them wrapped around her little finger from the day she was born! Why hadn't it been so easy when she started to be a nation? Belgium sighed some more, but pushed the depressing past memories back in her mind. One can not change history. And on the other hand she was glad that her little girl didn't have to grow up on a continent where war was a regular visitor.

She left the counsel room in favour of finally starting dinner.

Time was a precious item when helping raising a young union, after all.

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