I don't own Hetalia okay? I don't have much else for this opening. Anyway, enough of this A/N, on with the fic!
December 25th 1923
(from the diary of Roderich Edelstein)
It was nice to have a Christmas at our home. I know Eliza wanted to take Maria over to Katyusha and Matthew's place and I know how much Louise loves to take care of Maria, but it was just too cold for my liking and I was certainly not about to have our daughter exposed to that. Although with all that Katyusha has knit for us and Maria, there is no reason for that excuse in her mind anymore. Which Eliza keeps arguing we should not treat Maria so delicately and she needs to be exposed to the outside more often. She has been when I am giving a concert. They had given Eliza a free seat as my wife and when she can't get Katy to babysit, she will bring Maria who actually loves it when I play. There's been times it was the only thing that got her to stop crying. I have to admit Eliza has a good voice and while I think her talent was wasted on jazz, Maria takes well to the violin. Chopin, Beethoven, Mozart, she loves them all. And much to Alfred's ire, I tested some Steven 'Stinking' Foster on her and she hated it. That is truly my daughter.
Speaking of Alfred, he still writes me in his overly friendly bubbly way. It is endearing and it sounds like he is happy. Weather sounds warmer, although all that sun…. I don't know what it would do. And if the brother's studio idea does come to fruition, they asked me to work on the music department and like all studios, they will open it up in Los Angeles. Well I had told Eliza of this and while she would love to see the ocean, I am not one for a lot of sun like that. And if I am to be honest I like Matthew too much to leave him. Eliza did remind me we would be only about 120 miles from Alfred and Natalya, and if we were to get a car, that would be a weekend trip to San Diego to see them. I am sure there is a train route we could take too. I have to admit it is precious that Nikolai is asking for me to send him pieces to practice in an effort to get his mother to allow him to surf. Oh boy. He is only 8. From what I am told much too young to be doing something like that. It does seem that Nikolai is turning out like his father. Just that boy has a better musical ear from what I remember. Well it is a new year coming soon. Who knows what this will hold.
So how was that? Good? Bad? Short? Long? Let me know in a review. I don't quite know how long this one will be just yet as the other I had a more defined plan. But the way it is going this one will be longer than the other. One is over a few years, this a whole decade practically. Anyway, remember to read (well you just did) and to review. Ciao for now,
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