A/N: Written by Feli.

I don't own Hetalia or the song

Madeline stood outside the old motel, shyly playing with her blond hair. She was nervous, but she was in need of money. She pushed open the door and it let out a small creak. Madeline walked in and looked around. There stood the attorney, a man with blue eyes and blond hair that gently rested right above his shoulders. He was seated at a table in the dark room, looking directly into Madeline's baby blue eyes.

She knew what was going to happen. She didn't want it to happen, but she needed the money. She already had another job besides this one, but it didn't pay that well.

"You must be Madeline, non?" He said with a heavy French accent. Madeline nodded. "Please to meet you, I am Mr. Bonnefoy, but you may call me Francis."

"Hello, Francis. I am here for the… job." She said, the last word barely audible.

"Why didn't you say so?" He said, with a grin on his face. Madeline gulped. "Don't be so nervous, mon cher." Madeline nodded, although nothing could keep her from being nervous.

"Alright, well…" Francis' voice trailed off as he stood up and pulled Madeline onto the bed next to him. She was a virgin, which made her even more nervous.

Later that day, after her 'job' was done, Madeline sat alone in the motel. Francis had gone home not too long ago, and Madeline was just about to leave. Just as she had put her small compact mirror back in her purse, the police burst through the door. Madeline jumped. She knew what they were here for. They were looking for prostitutes.

The officer commanded her to empty out her bag, looking for any money she might've earned from prostitution. They found no money; however, they did find one thing.

She was pregnant.

The officer said he would not jail her if she do one thing. Sleep with him. Not wanting to be jailed, she reluctantly agreed.

Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses, it's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses. The shade of the sheets and before all the stains, and a few more of your least favorite things.

A/N: hey there. So yea, not a very good ending… I couldn't think of a good way to end it.

Ah well whatever.

Thanks for reading! Please leave a review!

~Feli