It was shocking that people started noticing Canada at the most inconvenient of times. The poor boy really couldnt catch a break, could he? One of his biggest dreams was to be recognized. Well, the dream came true. All it took was an unexpected pregnancy.
Neither Matthew nor his surprised boyfriend, Gilbert, could even begin to explain it. It was awesome, but... How on freaking Earth was it even possible? No one knew. The two biggest supporters were, of course, Hungary and Japan. A baby from yaoi was their dream come true.
Eight months later, Matthew wasnt even sure if he liked the attention. It was so much easier to just be forgotten than to be asked dozens of questions about the impossible life within him. He didnt mind, though. He only had to remind himself that, hey! they were all asking about the product of himself and Prussia.
At the same time, that very same product was stretching him out so much that he couldnt even wear any of his hockey jerseys. It was making it difficult to walk up stairs, sit up straight, or lay comfortably at night. And, God, did the cravings kill him! He would sit in the kitchen in the dead of night, eating some bizarre concoction, wondering if it was even safe to eat.
Gilbert was about as helpful as his awesomeness extended to. Which meant, he did his best. Matthew thought it was cute when Gilbert prevented him from going to work. The stubborn ex-nation instead went to the Canadians office himself and requested that Matthew have maternity leave. Gilbert thought about this whole thing onthe way home.
"Matt... No matter how awesome he is, this has to be killing him..." He ran a hand through his white hair, sighing when he noticed the long line of traffic in front of him. Well, thats what he got for racing to Matts office during morning rush hour.
"Why doesnt he ever complain? If it were awesome me, no one would ever hear the end of it." The albino smiled. "Hes just that awesome, I guess. He always looks so happy, even though if you pricked his stomach hed pop..."
When he parked in the garage, Gilbert was sure his "kleiner vogel" would still be in bed. However, the round little blond was in the kitchen, making pancakes and something that looked suspiciously like frosting-topped scrambled eggs.
"Good morning, Gilbert. I made pancakes!" Large purple eyes beamed at him from behind glasses.
"Guten morgen, Mattie. It looks like you made something else, too?"
"Oui! I had the strangest craving for chocolate frosting and eggs. Isnt that the weirdest thing ever?" Matt set a plate of warm pancakes in front of Gilbert.
"Pretty weird. You arent going to make me have any, right?"
"Course not," Matt giggled, "unless you wanted some."
"...Ill pass."
"I thought so." Matthew patted his swollen abdomen. "Alien baby sure likes the most absurd stuff. Half the junk I eat lately, I dont think even my brother would consider."
"Yeah, and thats saying something."
The Canadian sat down across from Gilbert. "What did my boss have to say?"
Gilbert sat up straight and put on one of the worst French Canadian accents ever. "Oh, petit Mathieu. I was wondering when he was going to stay home."
"Haha, seriously, Gil. What did he say?"
"He was glad I finally forced you to take off of work."
Matt smiled. "Sometimes I think the world is against me. Between the two of you keeping me out of work, and Elizaveta and Kiku trying to take pictures of me..."
"Nah, we just love you a bit too much."
"Jetaime, Gil."
"Ich liebe dich auch, Matt."
A/N: Okay, well, this is my first time writing mpreg. Also, the first one shot Ive posted. Love Hetalia, dont own it. Love reviews, would like to get some. Thanks!