PRUCAN

Canada sobbed as she dry heaved into her toilet, this was the fourth day in a row she had been sick and she was scared. What if she was pregnant? Would Prussia stay with her? They had only stared dating. She nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard a knock on the bathroom door.

"Mattie? Are you ok in there? I got some ginder ale for you," he called.

The blond opened the door taking the glass of soda before drinking it.

"This is the fourth time this week...I think I should get you a pregnancy test," Prussia said making Canada's lip quiver, "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

"Cause you'll leave me if it's positive because we've brealy started dating and-" the nothern American sibling was stopped by a kiss on the cheek from her boyfriend.

"Mattie...I hate seeing you sad...please don't cry. Everything will be ok."

Canada couldn't help but smile slightly, "Kay...I'll get a test."

Prussia couldn't help but smile too, "And I'll get you some maple cookies from that bakery near by."

She felt her stomach lurch at the idea of maple cookies and put a hand over her mouth.

"No cookies?"

She nodded trying to not be sick.

ONE HOUR LATER...

Canada sighed, there was a baby on the way alright.

"Look on the bright side. You'll be back to normal soon," Prussia said trying to get her to smile.

"You're right...sorry I doubted you."

Prussia hugged the blond, "Its ok. You're scared and not feeling well. I forgive you, I love you."

This made Canada smile at last, "I love you too," she said before kissing him.

GERITA

Germany had seem some pretty strange things in his life but this had to be one of the strangest: Italy was sitting at the table eating German food. Wrusts with potatoes, a dish the German man loved but the Italian wasn't as fond of.

"Feli, are you feeling ok?" he asked nervously, worried about her.

Italy nodded, "Yeah, just had a sudden craving for this stuff...do you think it could be because of a baby?"

"I think so...I'll get you a test," Germany said before getting his coat.

A while later...

Italy could be heard squealing.

"I take it we'll be having a baby," Germany said.

Italy nodded and Germany hugged him.

Fruk

England sat in her favorite easy chair waiting for her husband to get home from a meeting with his boss. She looked up when she heard the door open, ran to the Frenchman, threw her arms around his neck and gave the suprised man a big kiss.

"Hello Athur dear, I didn't think you would miss me that much."

England gave him a knowing smile putting a hand on her lower stomach, "Maybe I wasn't the only one who missed you."

France got the message and kissed her again, "You know I'm going to be montering your diet during the pregnancy."

"What about cravings?" she whined with a pout.

"You can iduldge them just not too much," he said kissing her forehead.

"Agreed. Just so you know I suspected it when I missed my period and felt dizzy."

RuAmeChu

America panted, a good portion of her lunch was in the bucket she held in her hands. She put it on the floor before texting Ivan that she needed it cleaned out...again. China had been a little sick but she had found a herbal tea that fixed her right up. Sadly the herbal tea didn't work at all for the blond, one sniff and she puked.

She looked up when her taller lover came in, "Maybe you should call your parents to see if they have any remedies for this. You're loosing too much weight and it could be bad for you and the baby."

China peaked her head in as Russia walked out with the bucket, "Still sick?"

America nodded, she knew Russia was right but she didn't really want to bug France and England. Heck she was still getting used to them being her mom and dad. America smiled when China sat by her on the bed and started to pet her hair.

"I hate being sick," she groaned.

China pulled her closer, "I know...Ivan and I hate seeing you so sick."

Russia soon returned with the bucket and some crackers, seeingly the only thing that would settle the America's stomach at the moment. The blond sighed and nibbled one.

"Shouldn't you be calling your parents?"

"I'm still getting used to them being my parents to be honest."

Russia sighed, "I'll call them."

After a few calls and some shopping, America was eating some British food make by Russia and she wasn't the slightest bit ill.

"It's not so bad when someone other then my mom makes it," the blond stated taking another bite of Sheepard's pie, "Just don't tell her I said that."

Her two lovers were just relived to see her eating with gusto again.

SpaMano

Romano glared at the fruit before her, normally she loved tomatoes but right now they tasted awful and whenever she smelt Spain's breath after he at one to her it stank!

"Lovi, are you sure you're not pregnant?"

The older italian sibling looked at her lover then sighed, "Where did you put the tests we picked up?"

Spain smiled a little, "In the medince cabinet in the bathroom."

He watched his lover disappear into the bathroom for a while before coming back out looking unsure.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm pregnant...but I'm not sure how to react...I mean I'm happy I'll be back to normal but...I'm scared the baby will hate me or something bad will happen..."

Spain hugged her, "How could our child hate you? You'll be a wonderful mother, and I as the father won't let anything happen to either of you."

Romano could help but smile up at him.

TBC