A/N
I don't own neither Hetalia nor the characters! (Will only write this once though; remains the same fact in every following chapter)
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This is just me watching a bunch of kids and wondering what weird things the nations would have done as toddlers.
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Warnings:
- Ages swapped -The older the nation in the original story; the younger in this ff ;) (eg: Gilbert is the baby while Ludwig is the big brother)
- Ancients, Nyo!Ancients and OC's as parents; but they hardly ever appear
- Charas might be OOC; 'cause they're kids. If Chibitalia or Chibiromano are OOC, please tell me
Have fun ^^
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"Rise and shine!"
Little Feliciano rubs his eyes before he blinks at his grandpa pulling the curtains aside. A grumbling noise comes from the other end of the bed where his brother curls up under the blankets to shut the morning sun out.
"Veee. Good morning Nonno." The Italian boy yawns and stretches his little arms.
"Now up with you, you sleepy head! We're late!" The brunette man grabs the ends of their blankets and unveils a glaring Lovino.
"What's for breakfast?" The younger brother doesn't look as asleep as one would have guessed and crawls out of bed, grumbling something about how dare Nonno would take his warm blanket away. "Hurry up, will you! I'm hungry!" He cries.
"Veee, Nonno, Feli too!" Feliciano trots after his brother when the siblings' way is suddenly blocked by a pair of legs.
"Not so fast little men. You can't just go running around in your underpants and nappies." Feliciano blinks up at the man and tilts his head.
"Why?"
"Because I don't want you to."
"Why?"
"People can't just go walking around in their underwear. And I don't want you to do that when you're adults."
"Why not walk around in undies?" He continues asking and Lovino snorts as the man starts looking funnily struggling for words. But Feliciano just neeeeds to know!
"Because… Oi, Lovino!" Fishing for the cheeky boy, Nonno leaves Feli behind, still wondering why it's not ok to walk around in underwear when it's just so nice to. The boy decides he wants to go to the day care like this. "Lovino! Get back here! You need a new diaper!"
"Don't wanna!" Watching the two run around the house, the firstborn makes his way to the kitchen and stands on his toes to open the fridge. Cool air surrounds him when he finally manages to grab the handle and stumbles backwards, ending up falling on his bum.
"Ouchy."
"Got you, you little tomato muncher!" Hardly registering his grandfather's voice, Feliciano starts to pull different things out of the fridge. Cheese, salami, his brother's favourite cherry tomatoes, some fresh grapes… "FELICIANO!"
The boy stumbles backwards once more when the fridge door gets slapped in his face and he blinks at the white isolation hiding away all the delicious stuff. "Breakfast…" He mumbles and turns his head to blink up at Nonno holding a struggling Lovino.
"Don't you just go emptying the fridge all by yourself, Feliciano!" Nonno grumbles but the boy doesn't understand why his help wouldn't be appreciated.
"Why?"
"Because…. Never mind!" The man places Lovino down and warns a last "The fridge is out-of-bounds for you two!" Before he starts picking up the dishes the boy prepared and smacks them in a bag. "Now get moving! We're late for the day care and I don't want to be scolded at again!"
"Why?" Instead of answering, the man lets the two boys standing in front of the fridge and rushes to the brother's room.
"Tomato juice?" Lovino pulls on his brother's hair. "You forgot it!" And the two struggle to open the fridge door again.
"LOVINO!" Suddenly, his little brother gets lifted up in the air and Nonno stomps off once more. Leaving Feli standing in front of the fridge door which is still closed. Hearing his brother rant about how he doesn't want to change his diapers and also wants to wear underwear like Feli and so on, the older boy struggles for the handle once more.
Immediately spotting what he's looking for when the door swings open, Feli stretches his hand out for the tomato juice… And feels a strong arm lock around him, pulling him upwards. Veee. He was almost there.
"Feli, we're leaving." The man states and struggles to carry his both grandsons, their food, their clothes and open the door at the same time. "And you'll need to put your clothes on in the car."
"Why?"
"Because I say so."
"But I DON'T WANNAAAAaaaa!" The boy starts sobbing, earning his grandfather a frowning look from the lady next door.
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Ludwig yawns and blinks at the toy dogs dangling from the mobile attached over his bed. Blinking half asleep, the little boy wonders what woke him up. It was not the sun nor his mum.
"Waaaaaaaaaaah!" A loud scream makes him sit up in horror and the child stumbles out of bed, still half asleep. Something must have invaded the house! He needs to go to help Mutti!
Dashing around the corner, mumbled words and an all-to-familiar lullaby help him realise it's only a false alarm. His mind slowly clearing up, Ludwig stops to gaze through the door and spots his favourite person and… Well… Whatever you should call this incomplete little human being which only knows how to make his screaming desire for food, sleep or new nappies known.
"Mutti, can't you turn him off?" The tired child watches his mother carry the crying bundle called his new-born baby-brother. The comment however only earns him a little chuckle and an explanation that babies can't be «turned off» like an alarm clock.
"Ludwig, why don't you go back to bed for a little longer? I need to feed Gilbert."
"I want to have some breakfast too." The four years old states.
"Of course. But Gilbert can't eat the same food as you, you know? He still needs to be breast-feed."
Uncertain about what to do with this new information, Ludwig trots back to his room. He doesn't understand it. How comes that this screaming thing which doesn't even eat like normal kids ends up as his brother? Why can't he have a little brother like Feliciano? Not like he wants THE Lovino as a brother; but comparing the boy to the baby… Listing the differences makes Ludwig feel even more miserable:
Lovino eats food. Lovino can walk. So Feliciano and Lovino can play catch.
Gilbert doesn't eat food. He needs «breast food». Gilbert can't walk. Gilbert can't talk… He is basically unable to do anything.
Oh, and Lovino has hair. And teeth.
No wonder Gilbert doesn't eat normal food. They forgot his teeth.
In short, Gilbert doesn't cover the standard requirement of a kid. But Lovino does. And this is not fair. –Can little brothers be replaced? With a less dysfunctional model?
While wondering about the curious place where the stork got Gilbert from when he brought him to Ludwig's mum and how to return him there without being noticed, Ludwig starts the daily fight with his pants. He can easily put his shirt on. But his pants… Somehow this stupid foot just never manages to find the right trouser leg. And when he finally manages to pull it on, he has to realise the zipper ended up on the wrong side.
And he has to take them off once more. Stupid trousers!
"Ludwig, Time for breakfast!" Still fondling with the piece of clothing, the blonde boy reasons as to whether or not he should just throw them in a corner and go to the kitchen in his undies.
"Coming!" Struggling to pull the pants up once more, the boy hurries to get ready in time. Finally able to get a hold of the cloth, Ludwig manages to get everything to be in place.
"Zu Machen." He points at the zipper and his mum sighs, but closes the annoying spiky thing. Finally content with his getup, Ludwig starts asking about whether they have his favourite potato-bread and quickly climbs up his chair.
Upon catching a glimpse of the bundle in his mother's arms, he realises Gilbert fell asleep. Quietly slipping over to take a better look, Ludwig asks: "Did he fall asleep?" The woman hums in agreement. "After you gave him his food?" She nods again and the boy eyes the… somehow cute little being.
Maybe he shouldn't replace it.
"Mutti, what does «Breast-feed» mean?"
The blonde woman shakes her head and doesn't answer. "I'll explain it another time, Ludwig. Now eat your bread, you're going to the nursery today."
"Okay!" The question immediately forgotten, the little boy starts munching on his bread and wonders what will happen today.
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This is more like a prequel or so… Next chapters will actually take place in the day-care.
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Yeah, Doitsu feels a bit OOC with these things he thinks about his brother.
But did you ever see a single kid that suddenly got a little sibling? Trust me, they can turn to little monsters. They love the babies but hate them just as strongly. Kids can be so harsh!
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I'm open for suggestions of both; characters and jokes for further short stories via PM ^^
Have a nice weekend! Himawari