Ok, here's the next chapter and I'm sorry for the long wait, shit came up and there's a lot of stuff I'm dealing with right now but I'm trying as hard as I can.

Disclaimer – I don't own hetalia

Antarctica – Allison

North pole - Hail

Zaphodiop – why thank you!

Lost in my Saphire Eyes – nobody can stop the Ivan!

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Wales looked around the hotel room at the other occupants in confusion.

"So wait let me get this strait, you guys are all moms too?"

"Well ya…"

"Didn't you know we become pregnant?"

Gwynedd sighed "No… I never gave it much thought." She looked around the room once more.

Hungary sat on the bed beside her with her hands folded on her lap politely. She looked over at the couch where Antarctica and North Pole sat.

She never really talked with Allison that much, she was Alfred's' younger sister. Allison was short, no really she stood at Latvia's height, and soft spoken. Long wavy blond hair and she dressed like that one nation who lived above America. A calm expression was painted over her pale face. She was with Russia most of the time, she could never figure out why, but now she knew by the small violet eyed child drawing in a notebook on the coffee table.

Hail was very quiet always kept to herself, she was Iceland's twin. Long strait silver hair and blue eyes. She was dressed like her brother, and the silver haired blue eyed baby on her lap was fidgeting silently.

She looked over to where Italy and China stood against the wall. "So I take it, the mothers couldn't make it?"

Feliciano blinked "Ve~ what do you mean? We are the mothers."

"…"

"Wait what?"

"Male nations can bear children as well aru."

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Jan took another drink of his beer. "So… you guys are here for moral support or some shit like that?"

"Da, something like that." Russia sipped calmly at his vodka beside him.

The Dutchman pointed at Germany and Austria. "I can imagine the prick having kids what from all the times he's got hitched back in the day, but you Ludwig? Now that's just scary."

The blond scowled at him while the Austrian nation huffed and looked away. Jan leaned over the bar and looked at Iceland who sat beside Austria eating a bowl of licorice wheel. "What about Iceland, what the fuck is he doing here."

The silver haired nation looked up and him as his puffin squawked. "The same reason as everyone else, I'm a father."

A blond eyebrow arched "And this is coming from the socially awkward outcast of a nation who's scared of taking his clothes off in front of others?"

"That's a legitimate fear." He replied

Jan waved him off. "You're just too easy." He turned back to Russia "And who in their right mind had the balls to bear your children other than your sister."

A vein twitched on the Slavic nation as he set his vodka down and he reached into his pocket and pulled out photo and handed it to the to the other.

Russia stood beside a much shorter female and in the females' arms was a small child looking around the age of four, the three of them all sporting short layered bowl cuts and skinny jeans as well as skater sneakers. He flipped over the photo to read the words scribbled on the back. Halloween at Alfred's.

"Allison thought it would be funny if we all dressed up as Justin Beiber." Ivan commented as Jan gave him back the photo.

The Dutchman smirked. "So that's why Antarctica always hangs around you. I thought you were black mailing her or something." Ivan giggled and took another sip of his drink.

Germany set his beer down and pulled a battered looking notebook out from inside his coat and slid down the bar and Jan picked it up. "What's this, its smells like dirt?"

"A few pages in that book are almost as old as dirt." Austria sniffed

The Dutchman scowled "Ya but what is it?"

"It's a manual a few of us have put together over the years." Iceland replied.

Jan gave the other a skeptical look. "Can't you just go but one of these from Barnes and nobles or something?"

Ludwig took another sip of his beer. "Yes, but the gestation time, hormones amongst other things for nations are different from the humans." Jan picked it up and put the crinkly old book away.

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Sorry for the late update, I had a writer's block and it was terrible! I'll try to update soon, I promise!