Switzerland and Austria were sitting together on the couch, talking about nothing in particular.
"Vash?" Austria asked suddenly.
"Yeah?"
"If ve could, vould you vant to have a baby?"
Switzerland looked at him with an amazed expression.
"What brought that up?"
Austria looked down and played with his thumbs.
"Vell, ve've been together for years, ve're even married," he said as he held up his left hand, the ring on it sparkling brightly, "but ve're not a real family."
Switzerland thought about it.
"I guess so, but that's not possible," he finally said.
"Vhat if I told you it vas?"
Switzerland stared at him.
"How?"
Austria took a deep breath.
"Vell, England is able to do it vith his magic. I'm not quite sure how it vorks, but it could be vorth a try."
Switzerland shrugged.
"Okay, but which one of us would do it?"
Austria looked at him and didn't say anything.
"You have to be kidding! You just want me to do it so you can top!" he yelled.
"Zhat's not true. Just zhink of how cute you vould be!"
"Roderich!"
Roderich decided that that was a good time to drop the subject and ran for the stairs as an enraged Vash followed him.
Roderich continued to push the subject for a week before Vash gave in and agreed to ask Arthur for help.
He called Arthur and explained the situation to him.
Arthur agreed to make them a potion that would be done in a few days.
Vash was unhappy about being the one to carry the baby since he was usually on top, but he was going to do it for Roderich. He would do anything for Roderich.
Vash picked up the completed potion a few days later and brought it home to show a very excited Roderich.
"When do you want me to drink this?"
"How about now?" his lover suggested.
Switzerland flushed a little but pulled the cork out.
"Here goes," he said as he put the bottle up to his lips.
Roderich watched him very carefully as he drank the strange liquid.
"What do we do now?" Vash asked. "How do we tell if it worked?"
Roderich smirked at him.
"Vell, I can zhink of one vay," he said suggestively.
Vash sighed.
"Fine."
Roderich smiled and led him out of the room.
"I'm home!" Roderich called as he walked into the house.
No one answered him.
"Vash?"
Silence.
Confused, he put his bags down and went to search for the man.
"Vash?"
He looked in every room of the mansion to find him unconscious on the floor of their bedroom.
"VASH!" he screamed as he ran to his side.
He shook the blond's shoulder, but he didn't move.
The man was breathing and that calmed Austria down a little.
He scooped the man into his arms and laid him in the bed gently.
Pulling the covers around him, he decided to let the man sleep off whatever had made him pass out.
He walked to the door and looked back.
"Wake up soon, liebe," he whispered.
About an hour later, Roderich decided to check on his lover.
He quietly slipped into the room and was shocked to discover that the bed was empty.
"Vash?"
He ran up to the bed and noticed a small lump in it.
"Vash?"
He pulled the blankets back and fell over.
The figure in the bed blinked slowly and sat up.
"Rody?" it called in confusion.
Roderich peered over the edge of the bed hoping that he hadn't seen what he had thought he had seen.
However, no such luck.
The child on the bed was still there.
He looked around and spotted Roderich.
"Rody!" it yelled happily and crawled over to him.
Roderich stood up and stared at the little boy.
It looked just like his Vash except only about four years old.
"Vash?" he asked curiously.
The child nodded.
Roderich's eyes widened.
It wasn't possible.
The boy crawled to the edge of the bed and held his little arms out.
"Rody!"
Roderich picked up the boy carefully.
"Vhat am I going to do vith you?" he asked quietly.
The little Vash smiled and put his arms around Roderich and buried his face in his chest.
That made Roderich smile a little too and he hugged the boy tightly.
"Ve had better talk to England and see vhat vent wrong."
He made sure that Vash was secure in his arms and walked out to the car.
"Arthur! Arthur, open up!" Roderich called as he knocked on the door with his free arm.
The English nation pulled the door open.
"What?"
Roderich held Vash in his face.
"Vhat do you do about zhis?" he demanded.
"What are you talking about? Where did you get that child?" He paused as he looked closely at the boy. "He looks a little like Switzerland."
"He IS Switzerland! That potion turned him into a little boy!"
Arthur stared at him.
"You two had better come in."
He stepped out of the way and let him enter.
"How do I fix Vash?" Roderich asked as soon as the door closed.
"I'm not sure. Let me look in my book."
Arthur walked over to a very dusty book and opened it up.
He flipped to a certain page and read it.
"Oops."
"Vhat?"
"I accidentally made the wrong potion."
"Vell how do you reverse it?"
"I don't know. There's not an antidote listed." He turned to face Roderich. "I'm going to have to make my own."
"Vhat do I do until zhen?"
"Take care of him. He's completely dependent on you now."
Roderich looked down at the boy in his arms.
Vash looked up at him and smiled.
Roderich looked at him for a few minutes before smiling back.
He knew he could take care of the blond, infant or not.
