Disclaimer: I am not Himaruya-sensei, hence I do not own Hetalia or any of the characters in this story.


Arthur pressed a soft kiss to Matthew's forehead as he sat down on the floor, gently shifting Matthew onto his lap. Arthur smiled as he watched Alfred happily smacking a wrapped present. The Briton looked at Francis, and his smile softened when he saw the look of adoration on the Frenchman's face. It was a look of pure love, and Arthur recognized this, as he was seeing it on Francis's face quite often as of late. Francis adored their two boys.

Arthur blinked and looked at Alfred when the boy made a noise. "What is it, love?" Arthur asked, moving to start a tear in the paper. Alfred beamed, bright blue eyes shining, and started to rip the paper apart. Matthew watched quietly, blinking his violet eyes.

"I deem this morning a success, mon coeur," Francis said, flashing a smile at his husband.

Arthur smiled as well, gently bouncing Matthew on his lap. Matthew giggled softly. "I agree," Arthur said.

Francis smiled wider and picked up a present wrapped in yellow paper. "For mon cher Mathieu," he said.

Arthur took the present and set it in front of his younger son. "What is it, love? Would you like Daddy to help you open it?" he asked softly. He smiled as Matthew blinked at him. Then, Matthew smiled his adorably shy smile; Arthur was starting to think that this was Matthew's natural smile. Arthur started a tear in the paper and took Matthew's chubby little hand and helped him tear the paper.

At first, Matthew seemed unsure about the paper. It made a slightly startling noise, and he whined softly, moving closer to Arthur.

"It's alright, pet, your brother's doing it," Arthur murmured softly. He kissed Matthew's cheek. The little boy stared at the paper. Arthur took his hand again and helped him unwrap the paper. Arthur took the top of the box off and smiled.

"Your papa is so sweet…" Arthur said softly, pulling out the soft polar bear plushie. He handed it to Matthew, who stared at the plushie. He smiled and hugged it tightly.

Francis beamed. "Is just screamed 'Mathieu,' non?"

"Mm, I believe it does." Arthur smiled. He looked over and saw Alfred holding onto an eagle plushie. "Ah, this was worth all the shopping and running around."

"Now we just have to get through dinner at your mother's house," Francis said with a wry smile.

Arthur grimaced a bit. "I hope the boys are up for it…"


A/N: Hello, all! I decided to put up a last-minute Christmas story for my best friends. c:

I adore the FACE family, and I thought this would be good. In my headcanon, Francis and Arthur got married and got a surrogate. Through this surrogate, they got Al and Mattie! :D

This is the twins' first Christmas. I think it's a sweet idea.

Also, I imagine Arthur's mother as a very nice but sometimes overbearing English woman. Arthur has five siblings: four brothers and one sister. These are the rest of the UK! 8D And they are quite a rowdy group. So the twins better be ready for loudness and cuddles and being passed around from family member to family member.

So, to end this little tangent, thanks for reading! Reviews are very much appreciated, and if you catch a mistake, please let me know. I'm posting this very quickly and unbeta'd.

And now, Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Happy Kwanzaa, and happy holidays. c: