Title: Camping, Anyone?
Summary: 10 after leaving school, old friends decide to reunite on a camping trip. But rekindling with old friends and meeting their young children causes quite a bit of chaos. -Short summary xD
Pairings: US/UK, Italy/Germany, Prussia/Russia, France/Canada, Spain/Romano, Austria/Switzerland, Japan/Greece.
Warnings: Kids, Human names, Mild language, Possibly M later on, Yaoi.
Okay this is just a fic I had on my mind. There may be some OOC but that's just for the stories purpose kk?
Enjoy ^^
T xxx
"Hey Artie…?" Alfred sighed, flicking through pages in an old book he had found whilst cleaning out his and his husband's bedroom.
"What is it Alfred?" The reply was in a very bored toned as if he was honest, Arthur couldn't care less. All he wanted to do was finish sorting through things and get to bed. However he knew Alfred wouldn't let him go without looking, so he peered over his husband's shoulder to see the book he held in his hands. On the open page was a photo of them both along all of their old school friends – and enemies – the opposite page covered with little messages in a multitude of different coloured pens and handwritings.
"Ever thought…how nice it would be to see everyone again? I mean, It's been like 10 years. Last time I spoke to my own brother was 5 years ago. And I've never seen my niece! How much does that suck!"
"I guess you're right…it has been too long. After we left…we all just grew apart I guess…Shame really." Arthur shrugged, prepared to continue cleaning the stuff off his bed. However, Alfred wasted no time in doing it for him, throwing it all onto the floor, bar a pack of stylish envelopes and letter paper as well as an ink pen. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!"
"Eh? Oh we'll clean that tomorrow. Too late now. Besides, if I don't write these invitations tonight, I'll forget in the morning?"
"Invitations?"
"I hope everyone likes camping. I know this perfect place in my country." Arthur laughed bitterly.
"You're not writing invitations."
"Why not?" Alfred furrowed his brows confused. He thought this was a good idea.
"You're handwriting is absolutely awful. Give me the paper." Arthur winked as he settled himself on top of the covers and began writing the invitations aided by the American.
About 2 hours later when all of the invitations were written out neatly and in envelopes with stamps, the Brit and the American got under the covers and switched off their besides lamps.
"I'll take Chelsea to post them in the post box tomorrow morning."
"Sounds awesome. I really hope they can all come dude."
"Don't be disappointed if some of them can't though. I'm sure everyone has their own busy lives now. Goodnight Alfred.."
"Night Artie dude."
5 weeks later
"Chelsea? Are you sure you've got your teddy?"
"Yes!" The 4 year old chirped holding up her small brown teddy bear she'd had since she was a baby.
"Oh good girl! You look so pretty in your little outfit!" Arthur took his daughters hand, spinning her around to get a good look at her brown skirt and blue t-shirt combo with the country boots Alfred had gotten her for Christmas. Picking her up swiftly and planting a kiss on her forehead he began walking towards the door, a guitar case over his shoulder and a picnic cooler in one hand.
"Thanks for the help putting the cases in the car." Alfred muttered sarcastically as he took the cooler and guitar from his husband, shoving them into the boot.
"I was packing the food. You knew I was." Arthur glared at him before opening the back door and putting Chelsea in her car seat, strapping her in tightly.
"Daddy?"
"Yes, princess?"
"Love you!" The little girl grinned at her father as he chuckled slightly and closed the door, climbing in the passenger side.
"I love you too!"
"Woah wait! Who loves me?" Alfred fake pouted as he took the steering wheel and turned on the car.
"I love you daddy!" Chelsea giggled happily in the back as the car set off.
"And I love you as well Al." Arthur softly kissed his husbands cheek. The past couple of nights packing had made them very high strung and Arthur didn't want that to continue throughout their holiday. When Alfred smiled at him, he knew they would be fine.
"Anyone want the radio on? It'd gonna be a long ride!" Without waiting for an answer the American turned on the music and they all sat singing along to the songs they both loved and hated, for the duration of the 4 hour long car ride.
4 hours later (give or take a few minutes) [traffic]
"Isn't this place just awesome?!"
"It is rather nice…" Arthur smiled at the large fields near the also large, multi-storey, log cabin. The two of them climbed out and Alfred picked his sleeping daughter out of her car seat, making their way towards the cabin, deciding they'd unpack later.
Another car pulled up outside the cabin. A tall, stern looking blonde man got out of the driver's side, opening a door and picking up a little boy. The passenger side opened and a brown haired Italian climbed out, taking a little girl from the other side of the car.
"Ludwig isn't this place pretty?" Feliciano grinned as he began to walk towards the cabin.
"Ja I suppose it is. Feli, shouldn't we get the cases out of the car?" Ludwig remained stood by their car.
"No we can do that later. Let's go and find a room first!" The Italian laughed as he ran with his daughter towards the cabin, acting like more of a child than the 5 year old in his arms.
Shaking his head a smiling slightly Ludwig began to walk, feeling his son wiggling around in his arms.
"Daddy, I wanna get down."
"Okay Munich." He lowered the boy to the ground and watched as he ran up towards the cabin after his other father and twin sister.
"Hey West!" Ludwig froze as he heard a voice he hadn't heard in so long and wasn't glad to hear. Turning around his face blank he greeted the voice.
"Gilbert. I had no idea you'd be here."
"Well I am West! And you know you love it really!" The silver haired German grinned, winking at his younger brother. A crying could then be heard coming from a car in the background. "IVAN GET THAT FREAKIN KID TO SHUT THE HELL UP!"
Ludwig bit his lip to stop himself from laughing.
"I didn't know you had a kid, brother?"
"Shut up. All he seems to be doing is crying and screaming."
"That's just what comes with having a baby." He placed a hand on his brother's shoulder before realising something. "Wait, since when were you with Ivan?" He shivered a little remembering how much of a total creeper Ivan was when they were in school. Well, partly that and partly because the thought of his brother with the Russian was just…weird.
"Since like 4 years ago. Then he went got me pregnant with that little sh- Hey babe!" Ivan walked up beside them, holding a little silver haired boy with reddish purple eyes.
"Everything is good here, da?" Ivan smiled just the way he would when they were in school. That smile could make full grown men cry.
"Yeah it's all good. I was just saying how much a joy it is to have a kid, right West?" Ludwig said nothing and thankfully he didn't have to as the small child in Ivan's arms took his dummy out of his mouth and threw it at his German father's head. The annoyance building up inside Gilbert was evident as he just stormed off, not picking up the dummy which now resided on the floor or even bothered to scold the boy.
The boy's bottom lip started waving at the loss of his dummy so Ludwig bent down and picked it up, sucking the dirt off of it before giving it back to the boy, just as he would do with one of his own children. He was his nephew after all.
"Oh thank you Ludwig. We should go in now, da?"
"Ja that's a good idea." Ludwig began walking towards the cabin before anyone else could show up and distract him. However a noise of protest resounded from the little boy, stopping the German in his tracks again. Eventually he was going to get inside the cabin.
"Seems Moscow likes you Ludwig!" Ivan held out the baby to the German who took him hesitantly, amazed at how he settled down with his little head on his shoulder.
Okkkeyyyy
So let's see what we've learned so far.
Ludwig and Feliciano have twins; Munich and Verona and they're 5. [Munich is in Germany, Verona is in Italy. You may recall Romeo and Juliet being set in 'Fair Verona'. If you've read/watched it of course lol. Actually its probably common knowledge. Maybe :P]
Alfred and Arthur have a daughter, Chelsea, who is 4. [Chelsea is a place in London and Massachusetts near Boston. Thought it was a bit different to just like main cities. Plus I've had the song Chelsea Dagger by the Fratellis in my head for a few days now xD]
Gilbert and Ivan have a son, Moscow, who is only a wee baby. Maybe 10 months or something? Idek. [Moscow is capital of Russia. I was going to call him St Petersburg but it didn't seem to fit xD]
Oh and the reason the kids are places and not the nations is cos I will remember them better. Jup. Completely selfish reasons XD
Sorry if this chapter sucked a little. More characters will be introduced next chapter ^J^ This was just a little starty chapter. Bear in mind, they've been travelling for hours with young children, they're all going to be tired and a bit on edge so even on the first day there is gonna be some chaos. And napping. :3
Please review. Gonna need a couple of reviews before I post the next chapter which is written up.
Love you if you read this :D
T xxx
