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Russia Raising The Boy Who Lived
By Waterrain
Russia was teaching two and a half year old Harry how to use a spoon properly. Latvia, Lithuania, and Estonia were forced to watch. Belarus and Ukraine were placing the last finishing touches to the bedroom next to Russia's for that shall be Harry's bedroom. The crib that took Russia a month to build was put there a day ago along with the rocking chair, but Russia and Ukraine along with Belarus wanted to make the even more cozy.
To be honest it was suppose to be ready three months ago, but it was difficult picking a color for the walls in Harry's bedroom and the carpeting along with designs. Russia, Ukraine, and Belarus decided to make their own designs and painted it themselves which took some time.
"Your bedroom should be done today, Harry." Russia commented cheerfully as he noticed the baby's grip was able to hold the spoon properly. "Meaning you will be a bit more independent, but fear not for your bedroom in close to mine."
Harry blinked his eyes and the violet eyed Nation smiled. Lithuania wondered how the baby will turn out, but only time will tell and there was no use in worrying about it. Estonia was not paying attention for he was too busy thinking about other things and Latvia felt like yawning.
"Big brother. The baby's bedroom is done and he no longer has to sleep in the same bed as you." Belarus commented cheerfully for now that baby will have his own room and no longer be in Russia's bed which put her in a very good mood.
"Okay. Now it is time for Harry to see his bedroom." Russia said calmly as he picked up Harry, the baby still held the spoon, and the violet eyed Nation turned to look at the Baltic's states. "Oh, you three will come see too. My sisters and I worked hard on Harry's bedroom."
Lithuania, Latvia, and Estonia nodded while thinking what did the bedroom looked like for they had not been allowed anywhere near it for the past three months. Russia led the way with the baby in his arms, his sisters were next to him, and the Baltic's trailing behind.
"Here you are Harry." Russia said cheerfully as he walked into the bedroom and gently placed him inside of the crib that he had built in his spare time. He briefly glanced at the rocking chair that he had also made at the same as the crib. "Ukraine made the three little weight blankets for you. My little sister painted this crib and also the rocking chair."
'This bedroom looks horrific. I wonder if Harry will be able to sleep in such a room and I know that I wouldn't be able.' Lithuania briefly thought as he looked at the crib that was black with bits of red that looked like blood at various locations, but noticed the rocking chair unlike the crib was violet in color that matched Russia's eyes. The walls were a pale blue, but there were three different designs and there was a massive amount of them almost covering the wall.
One design that was made by Russia happened to be a blood-stained pipe. The second design was made by Ukraine happened to be a pitch fork and on the bottom of the pitch fork was a shade of brown that reminded a person of dirt and made them think that it might have been used to dig something up or used to dig in order to put something in. The third design was made by Belarus happened to be a knife that had the color of blood starting from the middle of it and ended at the bottom of said knife.
There were different kinds of stuff toys, but the stuffed animal that showed up about six times was the panda bear toy. The rest of the toys there was only one of said toy unlike the panda bear toy which there were six of for some reason.
"Do you love your bedroom?" Russia asked happily and he received a giggle from the baby. "I'll take that as a yes."
"Of course Harry would love this bedroom for it was made by you, me, and big sister." Belarus commented calmly, she turned, and gave the Baltic's a cold look. "If those three losers took part in making the designs for the walls, rocking chair, or crib. I believe the baby would not like it. What color would you have done for the crib? Tell me."
"Brown." Lithuania said calmly to Russia's little sister and he wondered if she liked the color brown.
"Dark Blue." Estonia stated flatly to her and he mentally sighed.
"Pale Yellow." Latvia managed to say and he felt a bit nervous.
"See it was a good thing they didn't help." Belarus told her big brother smoothly and Russia had wanted the Baltic's to be involved, but his little sister threw a fit about it and he decided against having them help with Harry's bedroom. "They chose such boring colors."
Russia sighed softly and briefly thought at least the baby loved the bedroom. He grabbed a stuffed panda bear, held it out to Harry, and the baby grabbed it while giggling. Lithuania decided to tell Belarus 'You did a good job', but she broke his fingers and told him firmly 'Big brother also helped and so did Ukraine.' Latvia and Estonia sighed to themselves while Ukraine sung happily to Harry.
The violet eyed Nation closed his eyes for a moment and when he reopened them Harry was staring at him with big green eyes.
"Russia Mother. Mother Russia" Harry said softly, Russia's cheeks were burning a bit in embarrassment, and then he wondered how the baby came up with that combo. However he was proud that Harry said his first words and he was unsure on how to feel about being called Mother Russia, but brushed it off for some of his people calls him Mother Russia.
'At least the baby thinks of Russia as a mother and nothing else for right now.' Belarus briefly thought and Ukraine was smiling brightly.
Meanwhile Lithuania, Estonia, and Latvia's faces turned a deathly shade of white at recalling how many times they had jokingly said 'Mother Russia' when only Harry was around and they had been commenting on how motherly Russia acts towards the baby.
"We have to be more careful what we say around the baby." Lithuania whispered quietly, Estonia, and Latvia nodded in agreement. Russia kissed Harry on the forehead, picked him up, and smiled faintly. Ukraine was still smiling happily and Belarus kissed the baby on the forehead along with making sure it was on the exact spot where her big brother had kissed Harry.
"He said his first words. How cute is that Russia and Belarus?" Ukraine asked cheerfully and she figured her little brother was happy that the little one's first word was Russia.
"I'm glad that he said big brother's name." Belarus replied simply to her big sister and Russia was too lost in thought to reply, but he was happy.
TBC
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