Author Commentary: This takes place the day after the whole Prussia's-Arm-Breaks incident.

Rating: T

Warnings: Mpreg, OOCness

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

"You could have killed my brother's baby." Bavaria glared at the Austria from across the dining room table.

Austria sighed and rolled his eyes. "For the millionth time, Bayern, I did not know that he 's pregnant!"

Bavaria still looked at Austria like he was going to kill him. "You could have murdered the baby." Bavaria brushed his bangs from his eyes. "I would be more upset if it was Germany you did that to..."

"Ja, all right. Both your brothers get knocked up at the same time and it's my fault they forget to tell me?" Austria returned Bavaria's angry glare.

Prussia, who had a Prussia blue cast on his arm, was laying on the sofa at Bavaria and Austria's place. Canada was also over at the house, along with Germany and Italy.

"Ja! Stupid Austria. Be careful about what you do!" Prussia yelled. He then placed his hand on his barely noticeable stomach. "Your uncle Austria is stupid and totally unawesome and don't forget that."

Canada rolled his eyes. "I stay with you because...?"

Prussia gave a smug smile to Canada. "Because I am awesome."

Canada shook his head and attempted to suppress a smile.

Bavaria wiggled in his seat uncomfortably. The nation was one day over-due (his due-date was December eighteenth, but the baby had refused to show) and was in a massive amount of pain. Austria was panicking. So was Germany.

Bavaria and Austria bickered back-and-forth for a while longer. Bavaria finally gave up and went to his and Austria's room, locking the door.

"Goddammit," Austria muttered, shaking his head. The noticably angered, tired nation went into the living room and plopped down in "his" white chair.

Prussia smirked stupidly at Austria. Austria quickly gave the finger as a response.

"Vee... so immature." Italy sighed and rested his head on Germany's shoulder.

Germany nodded. The blond then looked at his older brother, who had fallen asleep.

Canada shook his head. "Prussia's drooling..."

"This is a noise I never thought I would made in my life, but," Germany pause momentarily, "Eeewww."

Austria nodded in agreement. "Ja. It's disgusting."

"Vee... that's Prussia for you!" Italy smiled.

The other nations nodded in agreement.

"So, Canada, when's the baby due?" Austria asked, trying to prevent an uncomfortable silence.

"Let's see... it's December and Prussia is just short of four months along, so that would mean..." Canada started to think about it. "May... twenty-fifth, I think." Canada shrugged. "Anyway, it's the day after Germany." Canada smirked.

Germany uncharacteristically stuck his tongue out. é„­nyway, my kid is due May twenty-fourth. So, you were right, for once."

"Vee... let's act like adults here." Italy giggled.

"Never!" Canada, Austria, and Germany responded at once.

Germany, Austria, Canada, and Italy laughed a bit. The four then talked for a long while, laughing at every other word.

Bavaria came into the room. "Since when have you started laughing, Germany?" The slightly older nation-thingamajig teased.

"Since right now." Germany shrugged.

"Scoot." Bavaria demanded of Austria. Austria scooted over the best he could, but Bavaria still wound up sitting on him.

Italy's iPhone suddenly went off. The copper-haired nation pulled it out of his pocket and looked at the text message. "Vee... that's great!"

Prussia cracked open an eye. "Shut up."

Canada shot Prussia a deadly look. "What's so great?"

"Romano just texted me and told me Spain is pregnant!" Italy cried.

Italy's iPhone went off again. "And Romano just texted me again and told me France is expecting!"

"It seems that everyone's reproductive cycles have synced up," Bavaria joked.

Prussia grinned evilly. "They're just like periods!"