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Oh, and there will be Sealand and Wy pairing. In my universe, Wy's name is Wendy, you get it? Because of you take her first and last letter of her name you get Wy? And because Sealands name is Peter and I love Peter Pan...hehe, so there's my Disney Fangirl moment, carry on and pay no attention to me.
Now, I will quit my rampage of fangirling and continue on with this chapter, ja?
Disclaimer: I only wish I owned Hetalia, if I did, it would be called Hentalia ;D
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I sat in the waiting room of the doctors office for countries. I looked around and saw Germany and Italy, Italy with a hand on his stomach. It was no secret that the two Axis members were expecting.
Italy looked up at me and smiled. I politely returned it while I got my phone out and texted Sealand. Don't want him burning down the house now, do we?
How's everything going? The house still in one piece?
Yes, mum. I'm actually not home right now. I'm out with Wendy right now, we're taking a walk through St. James' right now.
Ahh...Wendy was the personification of Wy, and also Peter's girlfriend.
I smiled as I did a very motherly thing, Use protection, Peter!
Mum! Sealand replied and I could just see his scarlet red face.
I'm just looking out for you, son. I replied to him.
I'm 45 years old, mum! He replied. He was technically an adult, but he only looked like he was 17. Wendy was technically 8, but looked 15. Just like how I looked 23 but was really centuries old.
I know that, Peter. Don't make me feel old. I typed back with a small chuckle.
Mum, you're thousands of years old! I think anything that mentions age will make you feel old. He replied and I could just see him rolling his crystal blue eyes.
I was about to reply, when the nurse called for me. I stood and walked over to her, sending a quick message to Peter that I was going in now.
"Ello, England." The nurse said with a smile.
"Ello, Madam Hurst." I replied as she took me to a scale.
"Step up." She said as I did what I was told, the numbers 49 kg (130 pounds) appeared on the scale
"That can't be right." I told her, "I haven't gained weight in years..." I replied.
"I can weigh you again, but the scale never lies." She said as she restarted the machine, the same numbers appearing on the screen.
"59 kg it is." She said as she directed me to the wall to measure my height. "175cm (5'9"). " She said as she brought me to a room.
"Okay, England, what brings you in today?" She asked, looking at her laptop screen.
"Well, I've been constantly throwing up my meals, I've apparently gained weight since I last checked it, and I have done nothing to change my diet." The nurse nodded her head.
"When was the last time you bottomed while having intercourse?" She asked
"I'm not bloody pregnant!" I shouted. "I can't be." I said in a quieter voice as I placed a hand on my stomach.
"England?" The nurse said, gaining my attention.
I took a steady breath before answering her question, "About a month ago." I said in a whisper.
She gave a nod, "How about we double check?" She asked, standing up and walking over to a closet, pulling out an ultrasound machine. She motioned me to lay down on the cot and I lifted up my shirt for her.
She poured the jell onto the wand and placed the wand on my stomach. I cursed silently as the freezing jell touched my bare stomach.
I watched the monitor as she moved the wand around. She pressed a button on the machine, pausing it.
"Yup, congratulations, England." The nurse said. "You see that little dot right there?" She asked as I nodded my head, "Thats the baby." she said as she gave me a tissue to clean off my stomach. She printed out a piece of paper and handed it to me, a sonogram photo.
I stared down at the little speck that was my child. I felt a tear begin to well up and I quickly bat it away.
My mind was reeling. I was pregnant, again! The journey from the office to home was a blur. When I pulled into my driveway, I placed a tender hand on my stomach.
"Don't worry, little one." I said with a smile, "everything is going to be fine." I reassured, more to myself that to my child.
I slowly climbed out of the car, locked it, and then walked up to the front door and opened it.
"Peter, I'm home!" I shouted out, waiting for his response.
"In the kitchen, mum!" I heard him reply and I made my way to the kitchen.
Seated there was Wendy and Peter eating grilled cheese sandwiches.
"Ello Wendy." I said to the micro nation, she was one of the others who knew Sealand was my son.
"Ello, Arthur." She greeted once she swallowed her food.
"How was the appointment, mum?" Peter asked, "Did they figure out what's wrong?"
I shifted my weight uncomfortably, "Yea, they did..." I said, venturing off, not knowing what to say.
"I should probably head out, Peter." Wendy said, sensing that this was to be a private conversation between my son and I.
"I'll walk you to the door, Wen." Peter said as he took her hand and they walked out of the kitchen. I slumped into a chair, not really caring that my back was going to hurt later on.
Peter came back and sat in the chair opposite me.
"Mum, what's wrong?" He asked in a worried voice.
I looked up at him, not really knowing how to tell him, but finally deciding on the band-aid method. Instead of easing my way through it, it would be best just to tell him straight out and avoid beating around the bush.
"How do you feel about becoming a big brother, Peter?" I asked him.
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