I still don't own Hetalia, thanks for reading and such. After this chapter it shouldn't jump around as much. And I'm sorry about how late this was, I had writers block and started an ask Mama Britannia blog on Tumblr because I'm a ridiculous fangirl for Ancient British history. (sorry again for the unnamed politicians, I'm very very very very lazy)

Prussia was over tired, being overtired made him grumpy to an unnatural degree. But his bad mood was nothing compared to the little shits in the back of the car. Germany and France were in a completely vile mood, they were kicking at each other with pouty scowling faces. Spain had gone to sleep and had his face smooshed up against the car door, so at least one of them wasn't annoying the fuck out of him. Prussia still had to make it to the airport to collect Australia and his little sister.

"Prussia! France is being stupid!" Germany whined from the back seat.

"Prussia, Germany is being stupid!" Francis wailed, Prussia glanced in mirror and saw that the two were squabbling and slapping at each other.

"Stop that, go to sleep!"

China had finally managed to get the small nations off to sleep after a particularly messy snack time (He still had no idea how those apple slices ended up in the lamp shade) They were all tucked into China's bed. China padded down stairs and sat down on the sofa feeling more exhausted than he had in centuries. The phone rang, shattering the peace in China's home. He picked it up "Hello?"

"Mr China, we understand you have several young nations at your house,"

"Yes" He replied, immediately recognizing the voice of a politician

"We are gathering all of the effected nations at Germany's house where Prussia will care for them. We are sending you plane tickets and expect them there by tomorrow morning" The voice ordered

"I don't think so," China scoffed "I am not sending my little brothers and sisters to that mad man to take care of!"

The voice from the other end of the phone was beginning to sound irritated "That's where they are being sent, sir. If it makes you more comfortable you can drop them at Germany's house"

"I'm staying with them" China said with finality, he was putting his foot down and nothing was going to make him leave his siblings.

"You can't do that, we need you here!" exclaimed the politician sounding very stressed and like she needed a holiday more than anything else in the world.

"Then send me my paper work!" China retorted hanging up the phone, despite sympathizing with the politician due to the past three hours of parenthood which had left him more exhausted than he had been in years.

Australia practically threw himself at Prussia's knees at the airport. Prussia hadn't been sure who he was until a frazzled looking Wy showed up and hauled him away before realizing who he was and virtually threw him at Prussia. "Can I stay over night, I'll be gone in the morning" Wy asked, Prussia nodded, she may as well if he was the resident nanny.

Fitting everyone in the car proved to be a problem, eventually it was decided that Australia would sit on Wy's lap. Unfortunately Spain, France and Germany had to be woken up to get Wy and Australia and as a result the three toddlers looked ready and willing to end the world if it resulted in even a speck of sleep. Wy and Australia weren't much better, time was catching up with the pair of them and they were barely in the car before they were both snoring loudly.

By the time Prussia arrived back home he was ready to hit the hay, he was exhausted considering all he'd really done was drive all over Europe. His phone had gone off more than it had in years in the back of the car and he couldn't be bothered to check it. The heavens had opened some time ago ago and the ground was soaking wet. He eased himself out of the car, managing to avoid the vast mud puddle before realizing that if he actually wanted to get any of the children out of the car he would have to stand in the ankle deep puddle of goo.

He barely registered the sound of a car door slamming as he sank his boots into the slime to un-buckle Germany and pick him up.

He heard a cough behind him, he knew that cough, and that 'polite' little cough was not what he wanted to deal with at that time, nor was the frying pan that usually accompanied it.

"Hello Austria" he grumbled and he picked up the still sleeping Germany.

"Prussia" replied the other nation. Prussia turned around to tell him to either help him carry the kids or piss off...perhaps a stunning combination of the two. But then he spluttered with laughter. Nestled in Austria's arms was a little girl who could only be Hungary. She was sleeping softly, or she looked like she was on the top half, she always had kicked in her sleep. Austria flinched with every kick that landed on his belly.

"Stop laughing, we're only here because we were told to. You were not our first choice" Austria retorted, adjusting his hold on the little girl.

Prussia stopped laughing, more people in the house? How many rooms did they think he had!

"We were told to inform you that you'll be briefed about this tomorrow" Austria added.

"So you're going to be in my house?" Prussia asked, pulling a face.

"No, El-Hungary will be" Austria replied, catching himself before using Hungary's human name.

Prussia groaned loudly "Help me get them in doors and you have a deal" he said, frowning. He was too tired to worry about pride he just wanted to go to sleep.

Austria looked down at the mud puddle before trailing his eyes back to Prussia "I'm not standing in the puddle"

"Then I'll pass them to you and you can put them on the sofa!" Prussia spat in exasperation, handing Austria the key while keeping his hold on Germany.