I came up with this while looking over some of the hetalia web comics and I was like OMG.

Disclaimer- I don't own APH

Both country names and human names are used.

Oh ya, there are some ocs', Wales, Ireland, and Scotland are in the group of main characters, and I know it says in the wiki page that Wales is male, but in a another sec it said the gender was unverified. Scotland and the English half of Ireland are boys the IRA side is a girl; north and south Ireland are twins.

Wales's human name is Alis (Alice)

Netherlands also goes by Holland and his Human name is Jan.

Summary: She just had to attend that one UN meeting. They all just had to get snowed in, she just had to fall into peer pressure and eat England's brownies, and she JUST had to wake up next to Netherlands under the table naked. Now they have to walk with each other down the path of pregnancy and parenthood.

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Wales clicked her pen in boredom. God, doesn't America ever shut up? She knew he was a chatter box but she never stayed around long enough to hear him take the stand. She bit her lip as she leaned into her hand, her pen clicked again.

God why, why did Scotland have to get sick and miss the UN meeting? So she had called asking her older brother England, to give her a ride to and from the airport. Usually she, Scotland and the twins (north and south Ireland) would be gone by the time France sat down. Alis brushed some slightly long sand-ish brown hair out of her face, and flipped her phone open, a picture of her welsh corgi, Pete appearing on the screen.

She flipped it shut and 'tsked' in annoyance, fuck she was going to miss her flight. She and the rest of the European nations shot unnoticed glares the Alfred. Most of them including her, were still suffering slightly from jet lag and now they have to listen to this! Her pen clicked again.

She gritted her teeth. If I have to hear "I'm the hero!" One more time! I'm gonna, I'm gonna!-"

"-Cause I'm the hero!"

Her pen clicked and she sighed as she ran her free hand though her hair. Hope for the oil spill break open again.

The nation tiredly looked around the room. England looked ready to throw his tea and America, France was reading a dirty book as always. China was drawing Shinatty-chan pictures on his folder while Germany was the only one paying attention while Italy was bobbing his head side to side and he mumbled "Pasta~"

Belgiums' head sagged forward and jerked back up, her brother Netherlands or sometimes Holland had his feet up on the table, while he pulled his lighter out and held it to the end of the pipe before he got nudge in the side by Luxemburg, he glared at his brother but put it away.

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She almost fell out of her chair backwards when Antarctica stood up and pounded her fist against the table. "Alfred hurry up I want to go home!"

Oh god, Antarctica and north pole, Allison and Hail, those two had the longest trips home out of every one.

Russia who was sitting beside her, tugged on Allison's coat, and she sat back down. Wales saw the scary Russian squeeze her hand. "It will be over soon love." America shot a glare at Ivan and continued talking for a few more minutes until he folded up his papers and put them all back into his folder. "This conclude the meeting, you are all free to go."

Of course the first person out was Allison dragging the much taller Ivan behind her. Followed by the blank faced Hail.

Wales sighed in content just happy that it was over. She rested her head against the table, and closed her eyes. Arthur was going to be a few more minutes any way. So why not catch up on some sleep before the plane home.

She felt someone taper her on the shoulder. "You still alive?" she sat up and hid a yawn behind her hand. "Oh, Hi Netherlands." His brow rose, "Alfred speech bore you that much?" She nodded, "I love him and all since he's, kind of like my cousin, but sometimes I just wish his vocal cords would just stop working." She gave a tired smile.

He nodded and began to light his pipe. "I can understand that."

Holland turned around and looked out the door into the hallway, "How annoying, there's a lot of commotion going on out there." Wales stood and followed him into the hallway. The two pushed themselves to the front of the crowd, the double doors leading outside were open but the only thing visible was the eleven foot tall of white.

Antarctica who was standing beside her spun around and screamed at the American. "See Alfred your speech took too much god damn long the blizzard blew in, now were all stuck." Russia who was standing beside Allison put his hand under his chin. "This is almost like General winter."He mused

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Wales rested her head on Arthurs lap and groaned. "I want to go home…"

The Brit stroked her hair, "I do too" he glared at Alfred. "God I hate Alfred right now!"

"Ve~ Ludwig look, I found brownies!" Italy shouted as he held up the plate of brownies and picked on off the giant pile. America turned around and gasped in shock. "Don't eat those England made those!"

Feliciano gasped with a mouth full of chocolate. "But they taste really good!~" At this point everyone was watching. Wales sat up, and watched as one by one each nation went over and picked on off the top.

"England making something that tastes good? I got to try it!" South Ireland paused before pushing on into her mouth.

"C'mon, Alis eat one!" north Ireland said as she put one in her face. Wales looked at over and watched Belgium and Holland pick the last two off the plate, Holland smirked at her and pushed it to his lips, eating it.

She grimaced and snatched it from her sister and shoved it in her mouth. "Mmmm, it's not that bad."

She giggled and felt this tingle in her stomach, for some weird reason she felt as though she could explode with rainbows at any minute. She looked back and Holland a giggled as thing began to get fuzzy and blurry.

She felt as though nothing could go wrong, even when Alfred jumped up on the table and screamed something about cheese, as he pulled a large stereo out of nowhere and loud heavy rave music began playing.

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The things that inspired me for this fic

1. Watched a shane dawson vid a there was a clip were aunt Hilda made SPECIAL brownies and shane ate them all and she walked back in and he was kissing the dog. (there was marijuana in the brownies)

2. I watched knocked up and the backup plan in the same day.

3. I was reading a hetalia web comic about Netherlands.

All of this was done in the same day.

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