Not Always Happily Ever After, But Better Than Hell
By: , or me!
Fandom: Hetalia – Axis Powers (I dunno why I even put that there. ^.^)
Disclaimer: I doesn't own Hetalia! H-H-sensei does!
A/N: Krista here! I wrote this part, but Anne insisted on writing in her format.
So I did. Beware, I'm pervier than she, so I might have written hot yaoi kiss scenes?
/shot
Let The RoChu Begin!
"Aiyaa. . . . Ivan, why is Kai running around wearing a dress, aru?!"
Yao Wang-Braginski stood in the middle of the living room, glaring daggers at the ceiling.
He'd just came back from grocery shopping to find their home trashed and his youngest son, Kai Wang-Braginski, hopping around in one of Wan's old dresses.
Ivan peeked out from the kitchen, holding their other son Xian, both covered in flour.
"JaoJao! You're home, da! Well, Kai got into the attic and found Wy's dresses. I don't know why you brought them back, but. . . . Da. . ."
"Oh, he did, aru? Well, why didn't you change him back into his own clothes, aru?"
"I was making dinner, and if I left the kitchen to do something else, Xian would start bawling, da."
"Why are you making dinner, aru?"
Ivan looked sheepish and rubbed the back of his head.
"O-oh. . . Well, you said you'd be home late this morning, so I thought I'd make pechka, da~!"
"Aiyaa! I hope it – what's that smell, aru?!"
Later, at dinner, Yao poked half-heartedly at the charred remains of over-toasted bread and burnt pechka.
"Oh, the joys of married life, aru. . . ."
Yao rubbed his head and sighed, hoping that somehow, his dinner wouldn't be piles of charcoal.
~Later~
"Daddy, read us another story~~! Please~~?"
"No. It's time to go to bed, da. You want to grow up strong and healthy, da?"
"Da. . . . But I'm not sleepy yet!"
Ivan tried to pull Kai's blanket over said boy, but he was wiggling so much that it was nearly impossible.
On the other side of the bed, Xian was bouncing on his pillow.
"Come on, now, it's time to go to bed."
"No!"
But somehow, he got them to sleep, and went back to the living room so he could hang out with his little sunflower.
They were in the middle of a rather hot moment when Xian bounded from the brother's shared room, turning on all the lights in the process.
"AIYAAAAAAA! Xian Wang-Braginski, go to bed this minute, aru!"
Yao freed himself from Ivan's iron grip and stomped his foot.
Xian giggled, flipped his medium-length hair over his shoulder and made a playful face.
"Make me, mommy!"
"AIYAAA! You really want me to make you, aru?!"
"Da."
After Xian had been chased into bed, Yao came back down to the living room, only to find Ivan out cold on the sofa.
"Oh, the joys of married life, aru. . . . I missed having Ivan all to myself, aru."
~The Next Day~
". . . . . .Oh, the joys of married life, aru."
"I agree with you, da. . . ."
And said couple collapsed onto the couch.
