Author's notes: Somewhat of a re-upload. (Same concept, but many chapters are going to be re-written).
Series will contain same-sex couples (two OC couples and several common pairings of canon characters) as well as some suggestion of mpreg, though there will be minimal focus on the mpreg after this chapter. To be completely honest, I'm not that into it, but I'm making an exception for this particular series. (Long story short, the OC characters are based off an old sims 2 game in which I had hetalia sims and didn't care about realism at all.)
It is commonly known among mortals that the personifications of countries will live for as long as the world needs them.
Less commonly known, however, is that the world never really needed both a male and female personification of each nation. Also less commonly known is that the earth, throughout history, has given personifications the chance to give up their immortality, releasing either the male or the female version of each nation from their burdens depending on which one took advantage of the opportunity first. Even the nations themselves, however, are unaware of when these chances arise, and those who have become mortal in the past have often done so by accident. After all, abandoning one's immortality is not as simple as making some wish to the universe to no longer be immortal. There are a number of methods through which a nation can achieve mortality, however, and one is through having children.
When Feliciano and Ludwig learned that they would be having a child, they didn't know what to think. Personifications can only reproduce when it is meant to happen, which typically signifies the downfall of that nation; the child that they give birth to usually becomes the next nation to take their place. Fairly certain their homes and their people were not going anywhere any time soon, they knew it could only mean one thing—this was one of those rare opportunities that they had only ever heard stories about. A few weeks later, they received news of another pregnancy, which only confirmed their suspicions. It took a lot of thinking and a lot of tough decision making for these couples to come to a conclusion, but in the end, they decided that they wanted to have their children and that they were willing to give up their immortality. In fact, it almost seemed like a blessing after all of the hell they had seen throughout their lives.
It wasn't long before other nations followed in their footsteps. About a month later, they learned of a third pregnancy. Over the course of the next year, several more nations made the conscious decision to have children.
Despite being sure of themselves, all of the new parents remained in a state of disbelief for some time. The reality truly began to set in when the first child, a little girl, was born.
One frosty afternoon in the middle of September, Alfred stepped up to the door of the Beilschmidt-Vargas household and gave it a gentle knock. He pulled his hoodie closer around him as a chill wind picked up; the air was already beginning to change. He thought about the fact that he would soon be raising a newborn child during the coldest part of the year. He felt almost guilty, but what could he do? It wasn't like he had exactly timed the birth to occur when he felt was best.
Thankfully, Ludwig answered the door quickly, and ushered him inside out of the cold.
"I hope it's not a bad time," Alfred said. "I know you guys just got home from the hospital less than forty eight hours ago, and you've probably had a lot of visitors already, but I couldn't help myself."
"It's perfectly understandable," Ludwig replied. "Since we happened to have the first born, everyone wants to see her. And I'm sure you're going to have your hands full fairly soon. Feliciano has her right now, if you would like to say hello. They're in the living room."
"Thanks, bro; I can't wait to see her."
He found Feliciano resting in a big comfy armchair beside a lit fireplace, holding the tiniest baby the American had ever seen close against his chest. The Italian looked up when Alfred entered the room, and greeted him with a smile.
"Ciao, it's good to see you!" he exclaimed, standing up to walk over to him. Even despite his clear exhaustion, he still managed to maintain his happy demeanor.
"I assume this is her," Alfred stated. In that moment, he wore a grin that matched Feliciano's.
"Yes it is," the older nation replied, turning to the side so that the newborn's face could be seen. "She's sleeping right now. It's all she does, really, but I already love her so much."
"I'm sure. What did you decide for a name?"
"Mia Elena. We couldn't choose between the two names so we gave her both."
"So she has a double first name?"
"Yep! Her middle name is Johanna, and we went with Beilschmidt for her last name. What about you? You must have a name picked out for your little boy. He'll be here any day now, right?"
"Yeah. We're thinking of naming him Taylor. Taylor Alfred Kirkland."
"That's nice; very simple and very English sounding. I like it."
"I like it too. Simple is what we wanted."
Alfred bent down slightly to get a better look at the child in Feliciano's arms.
"She's beautiful, Feli. And so light," he told him, lightly stroking Mia Elena's blonde hair with his fingertips.
"She's already taking after Ludwig, that's for sure," Feliciano said. "Though her eyes are starting to turn brown like mine; maybe she'll be a bit like me, too."
"I wish I could see them, but they're still closed at the moment," Alfred noted.
"Would you like to hold her?"
"Um… sure, I guess, if that's alright with you. I'm a bit afraid of dropping her, to be honest. She's so tiny."
"Well, you'll have to get used to it some time, so you may as well start practicing now. You can sit down if you want."
"Alright."
Alfred took a seat where Feliciano had previously been, and held out his arms to accept the baby. Feli placed her gently into his hands, helping the American to situate her in a way that would be comfortable for both her and for him.
"Arthur really wanted to come, too, but he decided he was better off where he was. He's not exactly moving as freely as usual at the moment. He's kind of a house," Alfred laughed.
"That's perfectly understandable; I'm sure he'll have plenty of chances."
"Children really are something special, though, aren't they? It just sucks that we have to give up being immortal to have our own."
"Not really," Feliciano said, kneeling down beside the armchair to look at his daughter. "You might not see it this way since you're so young, but after you've been around for a thousand years or so, living gets to be…kind of old, to put it simply. After living through so much, I'm ready to put it all behind me."
"Really?"
"Yeah. And we still have time, yet. Our bodies are still young, even if our minds are much older. I believe we'll live to see our grandchildren, at least."
"Oh man, don't even say that!" the younger nation exclaimed. "I'm not even a father yet, you just barely became one, and here you are talking about grandchildren. I don't think my brain can handle that thought."
"Ve~, well then, don't worry about it for now. Just focus on being a good father instead. Trust me—you're going to need all the energy you have."
"Thanks, Feliciano. I'll do my best."
One more thing: I wanted to wait until the end of this chapter to mention this. There is a simple reason why they lose their immortality by having children. It's because this seemed like the best solution to a problem I had-I didn't want the children to be immortal, but I didn't want their parents to outlive them, either. That's all it really is, which is why I don't talk about it in great detail. I will likely revisit the idea later on, though, and go more in-depth with it. In any case, thank you for reading!