Now that I look at this...this just reminds me of a scene in South Park Firefly's story. I feel weirdly ashamed to be posting this SuFin one but I can't go an rewrite it or change it now, I'm way too tired it's four oh four in the morning and I am sooo tired.
Sweden's eyes opened slowly, bags forming underneath them like dark blue smudges that made the blue-green irises stand out bright. He blinked groggily, wondering why he was awake, when he realized that Aili was screaming and sobbing loudly in her little bassinet at the end of the bed. Her little hiccuping sobs filled the room, louder than anything, her breath coming scratchy a few times as she gradually increased in intensity, going from soft to loud. Sweden didn't want to move but when Finland shuffled, moaning tiredly, his eyes fluttering open Sweden found his body moving of it's own accord, Finland staring up at him with sleepy violet irises that stood out, much like his, with dark bags under his eyes.
"Ber..." Finland moaned as he stretched out on his back but looked down longingly at the bassinet at the end of their bed. Finland had been sore, pained and tired lately; so much so that Sweden called the doctor and he reassured him it was natural after birth and he even went so far as to call England and demand the same knowledge, which he received.
"I got it," Sweden murmured as he stood up off the bed groaning softly and stretching his arms above his head. He walked to the end of the bed looking down into the bassinet down at Aili who had her small hands on her chest as large, pearl sized tears gushed down her cheeks and her face was a bright red, her eyes screwed up as she sobbed. "Aili,"
Aili hiccuped hard as her eyes opened looking up at Sweden with wide eyes, large tears still slipping down and he smiled gently at her. She looked at him in awe when tears gathered in her eyes again and she hiccuped hard before she started to sob again. He frowned as he looked at the sobbing baby and felt more helpless and clueless than Denmark had when coming to Sweden in helps of wooing over Norway. He then bent slightly, sliding his right hand beneath her head, his other under her butt securely and lifted her up as she sobbed, hiccuping and whining. He placed her against his chest, her head resting over his heart, so she could hear his heart and he began to lightly patting her back, her onesie slick with the many mysterious liquids babies seemed to constantly make.
"Aili, it's okay~Papa's got you stop crying, alskling, " Sweden found himself cooing despite that flat undertone of his voice but she hiccuped against his chest. He then rubbed her back softly before he began patting her again; it was hard but it was soft, they were firm, gentle pats that made her squeak faintly but hiccup continuously.
"Is her nappy dirty?" Finland questioned as he sat up on his arm, the blue bags under his eyes coming into focus and Sweden smiled softly. He and Finland didn't get a lot of sleep anymore, not since Aili was born and as frustrated as they could get they loved her desperately.
"I... don't think so," Sweden mumbled as he lifted her up carefully and sniffed down near her diaper carefully but smelled nothing. "Nope, not her diaper."
"Maybe she's hungry?" Finland suggested when he got up out of bed, wincing, making Sweden lower Aili back to his chest.
"Lay down, kärlek. You shouldn't be up and moving around yet and-"
"Berwald, I don't want to live my entire life in this bed. I want to hold my baby as well." Finland snapped softly as he walked forward as he looked at Aili whining softly against her father's chest.
"I just don't want you to push yourself," Sweden softly said, so softly in fact, that Finland almost missed it and his eyes widened when he saw the look of concern on Sweden's stoic face.
"I'm not, Ber. I'm taking things slow, I'm always sitting, feed Aili or sleeping, I want to comfort my daughter too. I want to do so much with her and with you and with Peter and Erland and-and-and-" He had tears welling and gushing down his cheeks making Sweden's eyes widen as Finland whimpered and Aili echoed the noise. Sweden looked at his little wife who had tears dripping down his cheeks as his lips pressed tightly together as his brows pulled together tight as his violet eyes shimmered with tears.
"Here," Sweden murmured as he then stepped close passing over the squirming, whining baby to Finland who took her, holding her to his chest much as Sweden had. Finland looked up at him and watched Sweden turn to the bedroom door giving his wife a little smile. "I'll go get her a bottle."
"Ber-!"
"It's fine. Just relax, I'll be back in just a few moments."
Finland stood there, swaying lightly, as he stared at the bedroom door closing softly. Aili whimpered pitifully as her hot face pressed to Finland's heart, the sound comforting to the small baby. Finland then sat on the bed making Aili whine in displeasure only Finland to roll over and rest his baby out on her back next to him and he stroked her wet, hot cheek with the back of his finger. "Aili, my precious baby, what's wrong, hmm?"
Of course Aili couldn't talk so she couldn't give a proper answer in response and she whined lightly again. He tiny hands curled lightly, a barely there action, but she held on rather tight when Finland offered his finger to her. She gripped it tight, as if he would disappear or move it away, her little grip was so cute! She was absolutely adorable~
"Mama?" Finland looked up noting soft blonde messy locks of Sealand's head and he reached behind him turning the lamp on, the light a soft yellow, lighting up the room gently. Sealand stood by the door, it opened slightly from him doing so, as if an invisible barrier stood there to keep him from crossing and it seemed like Aili was that barrier. Sealand seemed much more hesitant around Finland now a days, same with Erland, the boys would barely talk to them and often left them alone to go off on their own.
"Peter! My little boy!" Finland cheered softly, lovingly, a coo he would use for Aili and Sealand just shuffled.
"I'm not little anymore," Peter mumbled as he looked at the floor and Finland blinked softly. "Neither is Erland, that much,"
"What are you talking about, honey?" Finland asked feeling confused but a little panicked for he couldn't fully see Sealand from both the light and the Micro Nations position. "Come lay with Mama!"
"You really haven't noticed?" Sealand asked, pained, making Finland sit up on his arm and then up with Aili still holding his finger securely, her eyes looked at the finger like it was a foreign object yet didn't release.
"Notice what?" Finland asked curiously as he stared at the floor and Sealand heard him take a deep breath. Then he heard Ladonia hissing at him to get in the room already and was shoved, the door opening up wide and Sealand stumbled in when Ladonia turned the overhead light on making Aili blink then start to whimper wildly. "Erland!"
"Look!" Ladonia snapped back as his blue eyes narrowed on Finland, Sealand standing next to him looking around.
Finland sat up picking Aili up when she began to cry lightly but froze when he looked at Ladonia and Sealand. Sealand, who once came just an inch below his shoulder, now seemed to possible reach his eyebrows now, his hair slightly shaggy like England's, the blonde soft but not dark and his face seemed less childlike and more like a human becoming a teenager-which is what he looked like.A teenager, maybe sixteen. Ladonia looked the same, his red hair just barely touching his shoulders, his light blue eyes blazed and he looked maybe a year older than Sealand, taller than Finland by some three or four inches. They'd gotten bigger! How?
"We got more notice. I guess Sealand got noticed more because he's constantly with me and they're discovering and looking into his past and learning more on him. We've both aged, Mama. And we think, maybe, we should leave. I mean I don't care if he comes with me," He gestured to Sealand with his elbow, a curious blush on his cheeks that brought attention to the scar on his face. "But for the time being, while Aili grows up, we might go stay with England. Maybe tour around a bit."
"Wh-Why? I'm sorry I haven't been paying attention to you both!" Finland exclaimed standing up with panic increasing his heart making Aili whine lightly at the speed. "Just don't go! I'm still your Mama! And you need to list-"
"No, Mama!" Sealand shouted making them jump and Sweden, who'd just been coming back with a warm bottle, stared at his son's appearances with widening eyes. "We're bigger! We can take care of ourselves if needed! Sure, we love you Mama, but we need to go. You've taken care of us for so many years,"
"That now that you have Aili we aren't a main focus. Of course we are still your children, but you need to focus on Aili." Ladonia put in as his lashes lowered slightly as Sealand fidgeted slightly beside him as he looked down and not at Finland's crest fallen face. "We'll be making plans and what not in the morning."
"You don't have to leave so soon," Finland whispered as his lower lip wobbled softly and his tears began dripping down on his cheeks anew.
"Boys," Sealand and Ladonia failed to flinch or jump as they had before but instead looked up at Sweden who looked back at them. Green-blues meeting both light blue and blue irises. "You're free to go."
"What?!" Finland screeched as he stepped forward roughly, forgetting about Aili, who flinched at her mother's screech and began to whimper. "Berwald! You can't just-"
"If they want to leave, let them. They're big boys, always have been, their bodies just show it now doesn't it?" Berwald stated as he walked around them to Finland, handing him the warm bottle.
"Berwald-!" Finland choked out when he looked at Ladonia and Sealand's grim faces that stared at him and he noticed, with a trembling of his lower lip, how his sons stared at each other once in a while.
"It's time to let go, kärlek." Sweden stated as he sat on the edge of the bed then at Ladonia, at Sealand, wondering how they shot up in what felt like two hours but was truly a week since they'd brought home Aili...how did this happen in a week?
"No!" Finland screeched again, shaking his head hard making tears fly and Aili made a concerned noise, Sweden plucking the infant from Finland easily as breathing. That allowed Finland to get up and grab at Ladonia and Sealand, their shoulder held tight in his grip. "You're not leaving! You're not old enough!"
"We've lived centuries, Mama! We're plenty old enough!" Sealand shot back at him as his blue eyes suddenly glared at him hotly. "But if you don't let us go, especially in the morning, I will do as America did!"
That made Finland jerk back like Sealand had slapped him, the feeling tripling when Ladonia said nothing. "You wouldn't dare!" Finland choked out as his violet eyes shimmered constantly it seemed.
"I would. I think we've been here so long you just don't want us gone but...It's like suffocating a plant, allowing it to stay small and ripping off it's leave so it doesn't get to tall or big."Ladonia inserted grimly as his light blue eyes then dropped and Finland's tears never seemed to stop and Sealand felt an urge to sob. It would go so much easier if they'd just left like he suggested to Ladonia...
"I'm not! You're my boys! Mine! You're supposed to depend on me!" Finland screamed as he collapsed to his knees staring at Ladonia and Sealand, his pale brows pulled tight together. Why did they want to go so bad?
"We do! But we...we need a taste of independence. How can we stay knowing we might be missing something?" Sealand input quietly as his eyes met Finland's large, glistening ones. "You have Aili, you have someone to help grow, to raise, to help her form. We've done that already, Mama, so it's time to let go."
"Time to let go, kärlek." Sweden echoed blankly as Sealand felt tears pressing his eyes and he then looked at Ladonia. He was swift, faster than given credit for, and grabbed Ladonia's hand, stepping to Finland and he bent down pressing his lips against Finland's wet cheek and Ladonia quickly moved to do the same.
"Kiitos kaikesta. Rakastan sinua." Sealand softly said as he straightened and Ladonia hesitated before speaking as well.
"Tack för allt. Jag älskar dig." Ladonia mumbled out in Swedish, both turning to look at Sweden to find he looked rather...sad? And proud? A proud kind of sadness? Sealand took a deep breath before yanking on Ladonia, dragging him from the room without looking back as Finland cried out. He grabbed their bags from outside the door, Aili starting ot howl and hiccup out sobs, as both Ladonia and Sealand swung their bags on.
"Peter! Erland! Don't! Wait please! I'm sorry!" Finland wailed as he gulped in breathes, his body hitching and jerking with each noise, his cheeks a dark red as his sleepless nights began crashing in at once, causing the tears to go nonstop.
Sealand clenched his jaw at the sound of Finland wailing and Ladonia seemed to be doing the same as they opened the front door. "Don't! Please! Please! Please! Come back please!" Finland screeched at the sound of the door opening, his feet moving before Sweden could call out and Finland ran down the hall to the stairs. He looked down at the blonde head of Sealand and the red head of Ladonia.
"Bye, Mama. Thank you, for everything!" They both shouted as Ladonia's light blue eyes darkened and Sealand's shined with the signal of tears as they stepped out the front door together.
Aili was still screaming as Finland pressed his still tender stomach against the railing tightly, leaning against it, as Sealand and Ladonia shut the door behind them. Finland cried out, the sound primal and the worst kind of sad; the kind dragged directly from your soul.
"It'll be okay, kärlek, it'll be fine. It's time for us to focus on Aili, right? Don't worry,kärlek, they'll be home soon. We just got to hope that when they do come home it'll be soon." Sweden murmured softly as he rubbed Finland's back and large, wet violets looked up at him at the same time Aili's eyes looked up at him as well.
"You think?" Finland breathed as he tried to come the little sobs bursting from his lips.
"I know so, kärlek. Now, to bed with you. I'll feed Aili, you get some rest. Okay?" Sweden murmured kissing his wife's wet cheek then his forehead and Finland took a deep breath. He then let it out slowly then nodded, his cheeks glistening with tears and the bags under his eyes were more prominent.
"Okay." Finland got out and he looked up at Sweden again before trudging up the stairs to go to their bedroom. Sweden lightly bounced Aili, who whimpered, only to find that the bottle was cold again.
"Ah, Papa will heat that up for you, Aili." Sweden walked down the stairs to the kitchen, his feet carrying him faster than he thought they did and he was bouncing her softly, just barely, when the formula got warmed up when he sighed. "It's so quiet, Aili. It's very quiet." He remarked when he felt something wet make a direct path right down his cheek.