It had been nine months.
Anton was excited. He wanted a friend to play with. He was growing lonesome.
Belarus was asleep. Russia was up making breakfast. Anton was up working out, as always. "IIIIIVAAAAN!" Belarus woke up screaming his name. She was holding her stomach.
Russia rushed to her and went over to her," What is it? Are you okay?"
"I Its time..." Her voice was shaking. She was panting and sweaty. "Can you stand?" She tried to stand but failed. Russia picked her up bridal style and rush for the hospital. They took her back.
A few hours later Russia was holding a little baby girl. Belarus was falling asleep. Russia pulled out his phone and called Ukraine. "Hello?" answered Ukraine.
"Hey, can you go over to my house and watch Anton for us?" Russia said.
"Sure. Where are you?"
"The hospital."
"What? Why!"
"Netalia had her child."
"Ahhhhh. Okay. I'll be over to take care of him soon."
"Okay. Thanks." He hangs up and puts his phone away. Belarus was asleep and snoring a little. Russia looked over at her and chuckled. The baby was asleep when all of a sudden she started crying. Russia started rocking her and shushing her. Soon she calmed down. By the time she calmed down Belarus woke up. She looked over at them and smiled a little. Russia saw her and smiled.
"We still have yet to name her..." Russia said with a smile.