Yay first fanfic!

Pairings: AustriaxHungary, later RussiaxPrussia

Random crack-ish

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia (It's too awesome for me)

Human names

Elizaveta- Hungary

Roderich- Austria

Ivan- Russia


Elizaveta lounged on the couch, listening to the sounds of Roderich's piano playing. Suddenly, she sat up, a new idea popping into her head. What if… She saved that idea until Roderich finished. He hated being interrupted, especially while playing a new song. The one he was playing now was a Russian song. Ivan Braginsky had stopped by earlier with the new songs. The Russian was weird and creepy, but Elizaveta had to admit, his music was exceptional.

Elizaveta took the chance to talk, before her husband could start a new song.

"Hey, Roderich," as the Austrian turned, "Can we have a kid?"

It took a moment for the Hungarian's words to change into musical notes and then a few more for the melody to flow into his brain. A plethora of expressions crossed his face- shock, horror, curiosity, dread- as he thought about the…err…side effects of pregnancy. An already bipolar Hungary with mood swings… he would have to hide the frying pans. And the pots, just to be safe. After all, pots and pans are quite similar in terms of pain… No pots and pans mean no food at home, which means overly expensive going-out bills. Then the mood swings, morning sickness, not to mention trying to play music with a crying baby around. The horror!

Elizaveta blinked thrice and tilted her head, questioning the array of emotions on Roderich's face. Ignoring it, she continued:

"Sooo, I was thinking, it'd be hard for nations to have children… so why don't we adopt one?"

Roderich breathed an obvious sigh of relief. Great! Now I don't have to hide all the frying pans…

"Sure, if it makes my Elizaveta happy."

Elizaveta squealed like the fangirl she is, hugged her husband with a "Thank you, Roddy!", and ran off to research nation adoption papers (or to go searching with new… material, you can't tell with Elizaveta)

Roderich shrugged, not quite knowing the full depth of the hole he just dug himself into, and went back to playing Ivan's new song. It was quite a difficult one, much harder than, say, Kiku's. Not that it was a bad thing… the Austrian enjoyed a good challenge now and then. Unfortunately, he was soon going to get a challenge he will not enjoy.


Short and sweet :) looked much longer on my iPod though :/

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