I Didn't Know I was Pregnant: PruCan
Canada, for some odd reason, was feeling really faint. Assuming that he needed sleep, he told the world that he would be heading home - not that they noticed or cared. He would tell Prussia (his boyfriend) later, there just wasn't anytime to find him inside the building. The Canadian felt really, really tired.
Though his departure wasn't left unseen by America. I wonder where Mattie is going. Alfred didn't have time to ponder this because England threw a puck-hard scone at him.
On the car ride to the airport, Canada found himself drifting off - until he finally fainted. I shouldn't have trusted myself to drive, eh. The car swerved, hitting an innocent sakura treat the side of the road. Needless to say, a passerby called an ambulance for the invisible nation.
Please, Lord, let me live another day.
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The doctor for the countries was not happy. Being woken up at three AM in the morning was not good; being forced to go to Japan was not good; being rudely pushed into a room to see a patient was not good. In there, of course, was a nation with a bunch of unknowing doctors. But was that country again? The doctor couldn't remember his name, but concluded it was America's brother. "Get out," the doctor yawned. Instantly, the other doctors and nurses left.
Going over to What's-His-Name, the doctor noted that one of the doctors had taken his blood pressure… it was low.
After observing Whatever-The-Hell-His-Name-Is, the doctor concluded this malenation needed a C-section to save the nation's life, and his child's. Low blood pressure plus pregnancy equals a no-go.
The doctor giggled at the fact that a malenation had gotten pregnant. It was just freaking hilarious! Who knew nations could get pregnant? Well, that was something to add to the drawing board. Now, how was he going to breast feed? The doctor laughed out loud. I'll give him the address to the nearest milk-bank… but I'll let him wonder how he'll breast feed first. Just to laugh.
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Matthew woke up wondering just where in the world he was. Okay, he thought, I was on my way home from a world meeting 'cause I wasn't feeling good, eh. And then…. Nothing. Blackness. Now, of course, it was all white. A hospital? Maybe.
A doctor walked in - Yes, it's ahospital, but why am I here? - at the moment. The doctor noticed that Canada was staring. "Oh, goodie, you're awake," the doctor exclaimed happily, jumping up and down while clapping their hands. "Wanna see your kid… what's your name again?"
"Canada," he answered, and then, "What kid, eh?"
The doctor dead-panned, "You didn't know you were pregnant?" A look of horror crossed the Canadian's face. "I'll take that as a no, then. I'll go get him - now don't give me that face, you're a mother now, be happy!"
"I'm a man, eh!" What in the world is going on, Matthew wondered, really, truly, honestly, seriously confused. Can nations even get pregnant? And is the baby a countryi tself? Where is Gilbert?
The doctor walked in with a blue bundle in their arms. "Here he is," the doctor said, handing off the blankets. "He was born perfectly healthy, so no need to worry."
Canada looked at - apparently - his son. Merda, he cussed, what am I going to do? Ican't give up the little guy…. "Can you call Prussia for me, please, eh?" The doctor nodded and left the room.
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Gilbert was waiting for his husband to get home so he could show him that Wilhelm could spin the little wheel on his favorite toy now. Matthew would be so proud! Wilhelm had only just figured out that he could use his voice whenever he wanted. Sometimes, it felt like he was growing up too fast - Gilbert could still clearly remember the day he was born.
Prussia got a mysterious call from the doctor telling him to go to hospital that instant. Being the person he was, he yelled everything the doctor was saying out loud to the world. Needless to say, every country who had attended the meeting ended up at the nearest hospital to see Canada. Only Gilbert was allowed in, though.
"Holy hell," the Prussian whispered as he learned that he was a father. He stared down at his son, who had a very, very light complex, a little tuft of platinum-blonde hair, and those beautiful violet eyes that Prussia had always loved. It was hard not to love the child.
Getting a very awesome feeling, Prussia ran out the room and into the waiting room and yelled, "Ich, der genial Preußen, bin ein Vater! Ein Vater! Rufen Sie mich an Vatti Gilbert von nun an." They all looked at him like he was crazy, not that he minded. He was smiling like a big idiot, and he had no care in the whole damn hospital. He was a Vatti now, and Canada was his child's Mutti. Nothing could get better.
By the end of the day, Wilhelm Jaq Beilshmidt had been welcomed by every nation.
And then, you know, they got hitched.
Gilbert heard the door open and close. "Hey, Mattie!"
A/N: Here's the PruCan! Yes, I named their kid after the mouse in Cinderella, don't blame me - Cinderella is a cool princess. Heh heh, get it? Cool? Cuz she where's blue? Yeah, bad joke.
Translations: The German means something like "I, the awesome Prussia, am a father! A father! You can just call me Father Gilbert from now on." And then Mutti=Mother. Um... I'm not gonna translate the Italian from last chapter though... And this was done by Google Translate, and you know how reliable that is...
BTW, these aren't realated at all, except for the doctor. Is the doctor male or female? Who knows? So now that you now that... How does the breast feeding work in all these m-pregs? And milk-banks are real for those women that don't really have a good supply, if you know what I mean. Haha, sorry. :)