Hope you SpaBel fans like this story...
Belgium was in her bathroom, frowning slightly, looking at her pregnancy test tubes. Both said she was positive and she knew who the father was. The father was Spain. She then started to cry slightly, what would her brother say if he found out she was pregnant, pregnant with Spain's child? After a while , she had managed to get herself out of the bathroom and into the kitchen to make herself some breakfast .
She then made herself some breakfast and started eating it as if she hadn't eaten something in 5 weeks. Though, she then heard a knock at the door, and then she answered the door. "H-hello?" She said as she answered the door only to see Spain, the cheerful Spaniard with his usual smile. "Buenos Días , Belgium!~" Spain said cheerfully as he then hugged the Belgian. Belgium then blushed as Spain hugged her.
"G-good morning to you too." She said in a slightly nervous tone. Spain continued to smile, not noticing the nervousness in her voice. Spain then stopped hugging Belgium, who was now starting to feel sick to her stomach . She then ran towards the bathroom , and started to vomit into the toilet . "Bel! Is everything alright?!" Spain said in a concerned tone as he followed after her into the bathroom. Belgium said nothing in reply, she continued to vomit into the toilet. Spain then walked towards her patting her back slightly and putting her hair back in a ponytail. "Bel, is something wrong? Please don't tell me you're sick!"
Belgium stopped vomiting. "I'm not sick but I'm, I-"
"You're what?"
"I'm, I'm pregnant, Spain."
"Y-you're pregnant?! W-who's the father?"
"You are."