UsUk and PruCan: Play Dates and Memories!

The sun rose over the vast lands of America, light shining through the curtains of Alfred F. Jones and Arthur Kirkland's home in Boston, Massachusetts. Arthur was currently counting down the seconds. In his head counting back from ten. Why? One simple reason. His daughter, Poppy Rose, like him was an extremely light sleeper, and when the light shone through the windows she decided to cry her eyes out until she was let out. It was only good for one thing, and that was waking the lazy assed American beside him.

"3, 2, 1..." He muttered under his breath and exactly on cue his daughter screeched, her high pitched cry sounding throughout the country house. Alfred groaned throwing a pillow over his ear and turning away as if it would lighten the sound, it didn't work. Arthur gladly got up, throwing his green dressing gown over himself and putting on his matching slippers.

Down the hallway and to the left was his daughter's room, painted a light pink with pictures of fairies and unicorn that Arthur adored on the walls. Poppy stopped crying when she saw the Englishman knowing he was here to take her out of the cage she was in.

"Good morning, Poppy." Arthur took the girl into his arms, Poppy immediately snuggling into him. She opened her bright blue eyes, meeting with her 'mother's' lime green ones. "Mommy!"

"Mm, you want breakfast?" He asked and Poppy nodded frantically.
"Okay, the usual?" He smiled and she laughed, nodding again.

"Don't tell me your making her scones again! Will I call the fire fighters to warn them?" Alfred stood at the door frame, his arms crossed, his glasses falling of his nose though he wasn't bothered to push them up. "Haha very funny Al! It's better than giving her your absurd burgers for breakfast!"

"Mm..." Alfred muttered his head falling to one side as if he would fall asleep right there and then.

"You better get dressed soon Alfred!" Arthur said nudging the American as he walked past him. "Huh? Why?"

"Matthew and Gilbert are coming with Elise remember?" Arthur was by now half way down the stairs when Alfred suddenly came back to his surroundings. "Shit! I forgot!"

"Thought so!" Arthur shouted from downstairs.

A while later the whole family were dressed and waiting on the Canadian's and Prussian's arrival. It was a while since Matthew and Alfred had conversed. They had met at the last meeting though it wasn't for long. So Alfred was excited to see his elder brother and his first, and hopefully not last, niece.

Then there was a hard knock on the door. "Open up! Mr. Awesome is here!"

Arthur rolled his eyes and put Poppy down on the floor in front of him, before getting up to answer the door. Not needing to ask who it was he opened it nearly getting knocked over by the Prussian who marched inside.

"Hello Arthur." Matthew said shyly, and his little girl was clutching his hand wobbling slightly as she tried to stand up tall. "Hello Matthew, and of course little Elise!"

Arthur bent down so he was at Elise's height. She had long white hair, red eyes and a pale face just like her dad, though she had small rounded glasses that made her that made her the spit of her mammy!

"This is your uncle... or your grand..." Matthew trailed off unsure of how he should let Elise address the English man. "Arthur's fine."

"Ewise! Ewise!" Poppy struggled to her feet and ran over to her young cousin before throwing her arms around her for a hug. "P-Poppy?"

"Hey Bro!" Like his daughter, Alfred dragged his brother in for a hug despite Matthew's protesting. Although when he finally did give in it was a lovely brotherly moment!

"Anyway how was your flight with Elise?" Arthur asked both Matthew and Gilbert who sat down side by side. "Elise? She was fine. Gilbert was more of an effort than her."

"H-Hey! I was fine!" He shouted and both children looked up at the ex-nation in confusion. "I mean I was no trouble, if that kid would've stopped kicking mein chair I would've been better!"

"Oh you didn't!" Arthur put a hand to his mouth to stop him from laughing. Gilbert looked away.

"Mm he did! He nicely turned around and told the mother if she didn't stop her kid the 'awesome' him would rid of her existence, noting afterwards that he nearly did it to Poland." Alfred burst out laughing falling back onto the chair as he was sitting on the arm.

"What? How was I meant to know she was Polish!?" Gilbert frowned and Arthur gasped. "That makes it worse! You probably traumatized her!"

"Mm..." Gilbert couldn't stop blushing out of embarrassment and anger. It wasn't his fault her kid was kicking his chair.

"Daddy looks like tomato!" Elise laughed putting her hands on either side of the Prussian's heated face. "You spend too much time with Anita and Bruno!"

"Elise likes Anita and Bwuno though!" She complained as her father sat her on his lap.

"Anyway enough of us how have you been doing with Poppy? She had grown up lots since the last meeting!" Matthew smiled down at the Poppy who was slightly confused as to who he was. "Who are-"

"Don't say it Poppy! This is your uncle Canada!" Alfred interrupted, and thankfully the Canadian didn't hear anything. "My Uncle Canada...?"

Time soon passed and the trio stayed over for dinner, thankfully Alfred was left to cook. Not that he was the best cook in the world but he was still better than Arthur. They all sat around the oak table in the dining room, Elise and Poppy barely able to see over the table as they were too small.

"Here you go guys!" Alfred exclaimed placing a plate in front of each person. He then sat down, and immediately began eating. Everyone else raising an eyebrow at the man's unmannerly ways.

"What?" He asked, his mouth full of whatever it was he had cooked, most of the other nations at the table weren't really sure. "Manners Alfred, when did you lose them?"

"Bout 200 years ago!" The American said before realising what 2oo years ago actually was. "Shit, I didn't mean that!"

Though Arthur wasn't even looking at him. His head was down, he was playing with the food on his plate as if he had lost his appetite. Elise frowned sensing the mood in the dining room. "Something is wong?"

She asked in the form of a question and her parents gave her the 'it's okay, it's adult stuff' look. She nodded and Poppy caught and held her hand tightly also noticing something was wrong.

"Alfred you shouldn't have said anything!" Matthew frowned getting off his seat and walking over to Arthur. "Arthur, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Was Arthur's reply though he didn't even look up to give it.

"Arthur I'm so sor-". "No, I'm fine Alfred! I'm just fine!" Arthur interrupted and stood up so suddenly that his chair fell back and hit hard against the wooden floor. Gilbert, Matthew and the kids flinched at the sound of the chair hitting the ground, none but Alfred noticing that Arthur had walked off. "Arthur!"

Alfred ran down the hall after him, catching Arthur's hand as he ran up the stairs. Arthur tried to run away though Alfred held him tightly. The English man turned around, tears rolling down his face. His sniffed, wiping his hand with his sleeve to try and rid of the evidence but it didn't work.

"I.. I didn't mean to bring it up Artie, I'm so sorry." Alfred said and Arthur stopped struggling and sat down on the step above the one he stood on. "No It's me who should apologizing Alfred, I should be over it by now but, every time it comes up in conversation, my heart breaks."

"I know that it's not something you can get over that easily, I understand that. But, forget about the past! I'm with you now aren't I?" Alfred smiled, taking a seat beside him on the step. Since they had a wide stairs it was comfortable for them both to sit on, and for Alfred to sneakily put his arm around the Brit, who, didn't complain. "Yes, yes you are Alfred. You were with me through a lot this year, especially helping out with Poppy and everything. I do love you for that."

"And I love you too Arthur!" Arthur smiled at the American's words as his head fell down on Alfred's shoulder. Alfred's other hand, that wasn't around Arthur's slim waist, held the Englishman's hand a little bit tighter than usual. "I'll try and move on Al, for the sake of all of us, our new family!"

"Thank you Arthur." Alfred said before kissing the elder man on the cheek.

"Have you made up yet!?" Came a shout from the kitchen and both American and Brit looked at each other, both forgetting completely that they had guests. "Yeah dudes! It's all cool now!"

The door to that led from the kitchen into the hall way was suddenly flung open and two little girls ran out with paper in their small hands. They ran up the stairs to where the two nations sat.

"Mommy, Daddy!" Said Poppy.

"Auntie, Uncle!" Said Elise.

Arthur and Alfred looked at the two small children in confusion.

"Here you go!" Was said by the two girls in unison and they handed both pages to the adults. Arthur took Poppy's and Alfred took Elise's.

Arthur's one had a multicoloured background, which was obviously scribbled on by Poppy. In permanent marker over the fabulous colouring was 'You r the best Mommy and Daddy in the world! So pwease don't fight!'. Arthur smiled noticing the mistakes in the text but didn't dare to mention it.

On the other hand, Alfred's one was also multicoloured, scribbled on by Elise, though his one had a different message. 'You r best Uncwe and Auntie in wowld!' was what was written on Alfred's. It made him laugh a little, it reminded him of the stuff he used to draw when he was younger, he looked over at Arthur knowing he was thinking the same thing.

"They're really beautiful girls!" Arthur said tracing his thumb down the page. Both cousins laughed happy that they had like their gifts. "It was mummy's idea!"

Elisa beamed, louder than her usual self. "It was a very good idea wasn't it Alfred?"

"It was. Good job Mattie!" Alfred laughed as Matthew and Gilbert also came out into the hall. "Thank you. Did you resolve your problem aboot a certain time?"

"Haha! You said 'aboot'!" All the nations again raised an eyebrow at the American.

"Yes, yes we did Matthew. I'm sorry about that." Poppy was now sitting on Arthur's lap and Elisa on Alfred's. "It's okay, really we don't mind! As long as you've sorted everything out!"

"Mm, Mr. Awesome agrees!" Said the Prussian throwing his arm around the Canadian's shoulders.

"Hey," Said the American excitedly, "Why don't we all take a family pic! We haven't done that in ages!"

"Yes that would be great, eh!" Matthew and Gilbert ran up the stairs, the Prussian nation taking Elise and placing her on his lap before taking out his phone. "Selfie time!"


"See! We're making new memories every day!" Said Alfred as he brought Poppy into the bathroom where Arthur was going to give her a bath. Poppy shivered as the cold air hit her back, though quickly warmed up when put into the bath by her mother. "Yes, It was really great having them over, and I'm glad we sorted things out too."

Poppy splashed around in the bath, some of the water wetting Arthur t-shirt, though not that he cared much. Alfred laughed ruffling the girls shoulder-length hair.

"Yes it's good to now you can finally move on, though does that mean you can actually celebrate my birthday now instead of spitting blood everywhere?" Alfred asked a bit grossed out by the fact that Arthur spat blood everywhere. "Alfred I've always celebrated your birthday even though I got ill."

"Really? But how come you never come to my awesome parties?" Asked the American rubbing the soap into Poppy's hair whilst the English nation and her played with a small pirate boat that floated on the water. "Well it's not that I went to your parties to celebrate, I celebrated in my head."

"In your head?"

"Yes, I celebrated, in my head, how each year you were becoming a bigger nation. And how I am extremely proud of you! I suppose if I never let you go, you wouldn't have been able to grow to how large you are now!" Arthur explained and Alfred looked at him, his face full of awe.

"You are really proud of me?" Alfred questioned, showing the biggest smile he ever could. "Yes Alfred, extremely proud of you!"

"Oh Artie! I love you so much!" Alfred lunged forward wrapping his two arms around the English man before closing the gap between them. The kiss was only short a sweet, both men forgetting their daughter was right beside them. "I love you too Alfred!"

A small cough made Arthur and Alfred turn and notice Poppy was staring at them.

"Mommy, daddy..." She raised a bushy eye brow, "Ewww!"

First of all, Someone has to draw that selfie! Please I'm begging you! And if you do tell me, I need to see it!

Second of all, I'm sorry this was late, I had writers block, and my great gran-aunt has been diagnosed with cancer so I was a bit distracted.

Lastly, I hope you've all enjoyed the second chapter, I know it was all over to place but meh, and please review,

Loveless4life!