I was just having fun one day, and I came up with this idea! I hope you enjoy it bunches!

I don't own Hetalia! end /AN/

Arthur drove slowly up the driveway, coming to a halt shortly before the building, which was very nondescript and drab, appearing to be a typical residence refitted for its new purpose. The silence in the car was deafening, and he glanced back irritably at the boys in the back seat. "You know, I'm doing this for your own good. I can't just leave you at home all day alone, heaven knows what you would get up to."

Alfred, the younger of the twins in the back seat, continued to glare daggers at Arthur silently. Matthew, the elder, was less up front about it, but the resentment was clear in his features. Arthur groaned, unbuckling his seat belt and getting out of the car.

"Well, don't just sit there, we have to go in and finish your registration. Come on, let's go." Arthur got out of the car and went to the side, opening the car door. Matthew's resolve seemed to waiver for a second, before he looked resolutely ahead. Alfred turned his head to continue glaring. "Francis would never make us go,"he grumbled, just loud enough for Arthur to hear.

"Well, Francis isn't here, and before you say anything, let me remind you it's not my fault." Arthur retorted, tapping impatiently against the doorway. "Now, get out of this car. I need to go to work soon, I don't have time for your stubbornness."

Matthew was the first to surrender, as he reluctantly unbuckled his seat belt and stepped out of the car. Alfred, seeing his support go, hastily and angrily unbuckled his seatbelt, letting it whip out and hit the window. Then he hopped out, jammed his hands into his pockets, and stomped over to Matthew and Arthur's side.

Arthur led the way to the door way of the building, until he saw the sign instructing him to use the side door. His brow raised, as he wondered what on earth was wrong with the front door, but he obediently trotted to the side, Matthew and Alfred following. He opened the door with a creak, gesturing for the twins to go in first. They did so, reluctantly.

Inside the small foyer, there were posters decorating the walls, informing the reader about which ages were important for developement and how many children were backed out over in a year. Arthur didn't give these posters any thought, instead marching over to the desk, where a woman wearing an ankh was sitting with a stack of folders.

"Hello, I'm Arthur Kirkland, and these are my sons, Alfred and Matthew. I registered over the phone." He handed the woman the papers for the boys, while they stood sullenly behind him. The woman nodded, taking the paperwork. "I'm Nefertiti. Ariadne and I watch the children. Would you like to see the rest of our childcare facility?"

"No, I'm afraid I really don't have time; I have to be at work in a little bit. But I'm sure it's lovely," Arthur said hurriedly, turning back to Alfred and Matthew. He leaned down to their level, giving them a very serious look. "Now, I'm going to be gone for a while, but I expect you to be on your best behavior, understand?"

"Yeah, we get it," Alfred grumbled, and Matthew nodded. Arthur leaned forward to give Alfred a hug goodbye, but Alfred jerked back out of his reach. "I don't want a hug from you!"

Arthur looked hurt, but he backed off, standing up again, brushing imaginary dust off his shoulder. "Well, then, I guess I'll see you later. Be good." And with that, he turned and left them with Nefertiti, who stood up from behind the desk.

"Come this way please, children," She said softly, opening another door, which was decorated with a kitten poster. Matthew and Alfred followed, with the younger grabbing the elder's hand. As they walked into the room, which was overflowing with sound and color, they noticed there were an awful lot of children here.

In one corner, a pair of lookalikes painted on large pieces of coloring paper. And by a little table, a little girl played with stuffed animals, pretending they were talking to each other. She also had a plastic gun tucked into her pocket.

There was a small group of Asian children, one of whom was screaming about heaven knew what, hugging a more serious looking child from behind. Another little girl was holding onto a little boy who seemed to be paying no attention to her prattling, and there was something strangely familiar about his large eyebrows.

A copper-skinned child lay on top of another, and both were napping. The larger one had his fingers in the other's short hair. The smaller one's eye opened lazily as Matthew and Alfred walked onto the scene.

Lastly, there was a light-haired child clutching a stuffed puffin, and a pair of children, one of whom had glasses and was reading a book, and the other who seemed to be dozing against the bespectacled child. And the other woman, Ariadne, sat next to the child with the puffin, trying to interest him in the playdough. Alfred took in the scene with the usual trepidation a child will have when facing unfamiliar peers.

"Ariadne, these are the last children that registered; we can start on group activities now." Ariadne stood up, smiling at Alfred and Matthew. "Well hello! I'm Ariadne; who are you beautiful children?"

Alfred spoke up, still clutching Matthew's hand. "I'm Alfred, an' this's Matthew. We're twins." Because it was something he felt needed to be cleared up. People always asked anyway, so he might as well tell Ariadne. The woman smiled sweetly, patting Matthew on the head. "You can talk, can't you?"

"Yeah..." Matthew turned his face away bashfully, and Alfred immediately tried to take Ariadne's attention away from his shy twin. "Hey, do you have any kids?

Ariadne smiled, gesturing towards the pair of sleeping kids. "The one on the bottom is mine, and his name is Heracles. The one on top of him is Gupta, and he's Nefertiti's. I'm sure you'll get along very well. Now, come on everyone, it's time for a group activity!"

The children crowded around Ariadne, and Matthew scooted closer to Alfred relfexively. "Okay, it's activity time! Everyone gather round the table!" As the kids scrambled to get their favorite seats, Ariadne tried to make some order out of the madness.

"Yong Soo, let go of Kiku and sit in your own seat! Heidi, leave the animals at the table! Hong, Xue, you can't sit so close together! And Yong Soo, do I have to tell you again?" The children were directed, and Alfred and Matthew ended up in seats next to each other. On Alfred's side, there was the boy with the puffin, and on Matthew's side, there was the little girl identified as Heidi.

And that was how it would begin.

/AN/ Well, I hope you like it so far! If there's enough interest, I'm going to make this a long story!