Disclaimer: I do not in any way, shape, or form own hetalia.
" Where could he possible be," Arthur muttered to himself as he took another look at his watch.
Groaning he pulled himself up from his perch by the window sill. After his little incident with Ivan last night things seemed to calm down and he had managed to get a few hours a sleep, but that didn't do anything to really brighten his mood. He planted himself of the couch and stated forward at the children in his living area.
His usually prim and stainless room and into a mess of children's toys and baby equipment.
Right now his little charges seemed to be having a ball. Vladimir seemed to be in the throws of a great battle with his army guys while Ivan was desperately trying to crawl across the seemed Ivan little body just didn't want to cooperate because he was doing a little work like worm like movement instead of a crawl.
" Die! You scaled beast!"
He turned his attention over to Vladimir who seemed to be stabbing a dragon stuffy with his sword.
" You shall not take me today foul beast." He drawled back his plastic sword and sent the toy flying across the room.
" Dimi , be careful," Arthur said from his spot." Don't break any of big brothers things. He had moved most of his breakable things but there was still things that could be broken.
" Don't worry big brother!" The boy said vigorously." I'll protect you and my little brother while not breaking on thing."
" Just be careful." He took a sip of tea before it dawned on him." Wait! Did you just call Ivan your little brother?"
Vladimir gave him a bright smile." Yes I did." He dropped his sword an plopped on the floor by the baby.
Arthur smiled at the sight but was still confused." And where did you get the idea he's your brother?"
" Well," the child said looking up." Your my big brother and your his big brother so it makes us brothers too!"
Arthur let that comment roll around in his head. " I my guess that does make you two brother."
" Uh-hu!" Vladimir grabbed Ivan and rolled him into a hug." And I'm the best big brother ever!"
Arthur chuckled as he slide to the ground by both of them. " I don't know." He took Ivan and tickled the others child side." I think I may be the best big brother ever."
He boy let out a squeaky laugh and smiled at Arthur." We're the best good brother."
" I guess your right," he said adjusting Ivan," now it's lunch time. Go wash your hands."
" Food!" Vladimir cheered not exactly running but hopping out of the room.
" How does he have so much energy," Arthur asked Ivan as they walked Ito the kitchen. He wasn't expecting an answer but it felt good just to talk.
He set Ivan down in his high chair then heated up a frozen child's meal for Vladimir and a bottle for Ivan.
Thankfully every thing seemed to be calm as Vladimir ate and he feed Ivan.
" What are you doing?" Vladimir asked as he put Ivan on one shoulder.
" I'm burping him to get the bubbles out of his tummy." Arthur explained as he patted Ivan little back.
" How did they get into his tummy?" He gave a curious look at them both.
" It's from his milk."
" Ooh," Vladimir said not really understanding but bored with the subject.
Arthur sighed and found himself slightly bouncing Ivan as he burped him. It was relaxing actually. " This isn't so bad," Arthur thought to himself. He felt another memory of holding Canada like this as America sat across from him and asked the very same questions.
It was about that time that Ivan spit up all over his back.
" Ivan!" He pulled the baby's up and shivered at the nastiness on his back.
" Ewwie!" Vladimir got out from his chair and backed away.
" Go play with your toys dimi," Arthur command and to his relief the child quickly left.
He dropped off the baby his cradle in the living room and tried to find a rag to mob up his shirt.
" I swear he doing this on purpose," he growled to himself." When he ever gets back to normal I am going to..."
" Arthur?" A voice asked behind him.
Standing in his front door was none other then the personification of Wales and his older brother, Dylan Kirkland.
" Dylan," Arthur sighed in relief." Where have you been."
Dylan walked into his little brother house and looked out his little brother's appearance.
" I've had to take care of a few things but I'm here now Artie," he clapped a hand on Arthur unsoiled shoulder." Now tell me what you gotten yourself into."
Arthur looked him in the eye and started to explain.
A/N: When ever people find them self in time of trouble then the always tend to search for family members for guidance. That is exactly the reason why I picked wales to come over and help poor Artie. Those were some pretty good guess and those character may show up in later chapters. I like to clear up what there ages are.
Ivan: 6 months
Vladimir: 3 and a half.
Oh Sweden will not be in this story. In planning on giving him and the rest of the Nordics a special story with the little ones! Well that's about it. Please keep the reviews coming and if you have anything you want me I add then please feel free to tell me. Bye my lovelies!
