A/N: ~Okay, so I know I am very bad at updating things, but I really had a brainstorming idea. I found this thing about a 100 theme challenge. I saw hummerhouse do this, but I didn't know it was a thing. Anyways, reading the chapter titles, I saw one named 'Tea' and couldn't help but think of Iggy from Hetalia. So, then as I kept reading, I had an idea. What about a FrUk fiction? Well, I looked up to see if it was done and saw someone started it a few years ago, but didn't finish. So, since I wanted to do something without it having been even sorta done, I thought 'Oh My God. HongIce.'. So, yeah. I spent all of the other night planning it out sorta, so I can't really back out of this. I will try to do a chapter once a week. If I fail to do so, please do not assume me dead. I just suck at updating. Anywho, I will leave now and let you get to the chapter. Enjoy!~
Chapter 1: Crash
It was another calm, quiet day at the Icelandic's home. Hong Kong, Iceland's boyfriend of 2 years, sat at the kitchen table drinking green tea.
It was a habit of his, having lived with England for so long, but he didn't mind it. In fact, he liked having his morning tea in the quiet of early morning.
Sipping on his tea, he went to turn to the next page in the newspaper when a sudden crash, followed by a scream from upstairs made him drop his cup.
Hong Kong, recognizing his lovers voice, dropped the newspaper and ran to go help Icey. Racing up the staircase, he wondered what had happened to the little Icelandic.
Stopping at the top of the stairwell, he looked for the source of the noise and, glancing at the shut bathroom entrance, quickly went over and slammed open the door.
There, leaning heavily against the marble counter, was Iceland. His face was pale and his expression one of fright as he looked at nothing in particular. The weird thing was that he didn't even acknowledge Hong Kong's presence. He was too busy being panicked to notice.
"Iceland, what's wrong?" Hong asked, hurrying over to place his hands on the Icelandic's shoulders in an effort to calm him.
Ice just stood there, frozen as he tried to comprehend what Hong just asked. When the words made it into Icey's shocked mind, he carefully moved so he could look at the Asian.
"Hong... Kong? I... I... l-look." Ice managed out as he moved away slightly so he could lift up his baggy white shirt he always wore to bed.
"What is it you want me to look-" Hong Kong stopped talking as he looked in surprise at the Icelandic's stomach. It was rounded almost, but not in the 'you need to work out more often' way. It was swollen a bit, and a few stray stretch marks were seen.
'It...It couldn't be...' Hong Kong thought as he looked at the pale, rounded stomach in shock.
"I...I think, I'm pregnant."
TBC...
A/N: ~Oh my, that surprise though! Yeah, when reading the chapter titles, I had a lot of 'what if' moments and 'what the hell did I just do?!' moments. It was... interesting, to say the least. I do feel like I may go to hell after this, but oh well. SCREW THE LOGIC! ICEY IS PREGGO! Anywho, I hoped you liked this first chapter. See ya, Friends.~
