A quick one shot that I thought about when I saw a post on Whisper I thought about these two characters

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HETALIA

Ivan kissed Amelia's head gently as they curled up in bed, exhausted from what they had been doing for the past hour almost. He pulled her close to his chest, being the big spoon like usual. Amelia smiled, turning just enough to kiss him. "I love you." He smiled back, "I love you too.". He held the woman he loved for a bit longer as she drifted off. He was thinking about her. Something seemed a bit different. Almost as though her body had changed at some point. He thought about it till his mind drifted off into the black unconsciousness that was sleep.

The next morning Amelia woke first, slipping out of her lovers grip and climbing out of bed. She loved that man but lord did he have a death grip on her. She barely dressed, just putting on her panties and bra before walking out. As she shut the door behind her she thought better of it and slipped pajamas on over them. She wanted to eat breakfast without Ivan pestering her for sex the second he saw her. She headed to the kitchen, starting to make scrambled eggs and french toast as she waited for him to wake up. Despite what everyone thought, she hadn't taken to Arthur's inability to cook (Somewhere in England, Arthur looked up from his paperwork feeling quite offended). She was actually a decent cook, especially when she had a good reason to cook something. By the time she finished and had breakfast on two plates, one for each of them and sat side-by-side, she heard the lumbering of her tree of a boy friend coming down to join her. Ivan had went on and dressed, now in blue jeans, a tee shirt, and the ever existent scarf. "Доброе утро, подсолнечника.(Good morning, sunflower)" He smiled, kissing her head gently. She smiled at him, "Morning to you too." She took her seat and let Ivan push her in before taking his own seat. He glanced over her before he finally realized what was different. "подсолнечник

(sunflower), Your, er, breasts seem a bit larger. You could be...er.. Pregnant, да?" Amelia looked at him for a solid minute before spitting out a "Fuck you! Hell no I'm not pregnant!" And returning to her food. Ivan shrunk some. He might be larger but his sunflower was very scary sometimes.

(A few weeks later)

Amelia had noticed what Ivan said had been true. Her breasts were larger and, dammit, her belly was growing a bit of pudge. She finally decided to see if what he said had been true. She had stopped and picked up a few pregnancy tests the night before when she was out shopping and now got one out in the restroom. Ivan was watching hockey so he didn't particularly notice. After following the instructions she waited until the results showed up.

"Ivan? Can i ask you a question?" "Да, what is it?" "Um, how do you feel about being a father?" "...Как я чувствую, о чем?!(How do i feel about what?!)"

So ya. Just a quick twenty minute oneshot. Hope you enjoyed. I will be updating You Lost America! Soon, i promise. But please comment on this story and have a great day!

~fluffnights