I do not own Hetalia okay? Just seeing how you guys like this really makes me smile. Anyway, I don't have much else to say, so enough of this A/N, on with the fic!

"I'll take Katy her pizza." Matthew said as he opened some of the boxes and placed a few pieces of the unique mushroom, pepper, pineapple and barbecue sauce pizza and a few breadsticks and headed into the bedroom with a lemonade for her. As he reached to place the tray down at her lap, he heard a call from the other room.

"You mind if I try your pizza Katy?" Alfred called as Matthew heard him in the bedroom, rolling his eyes at his brother's abnormal appetite. Katyusha sighed as well.

"Do you?" Matthew shrugged.

"I guess." She rolled her eyes. "But just one piece!"

"Okay," Matthew said as he headed out of the bedroom and to the kitchen to get his pizza.

"Just why would you want one of Katyusha's pieces?" Natalya asked. "Was it not mushroom, pepper, pineapple and barbecue sauce?"

"Yes." Alfred said proudly as he took the remote from Francis who huffed in indignation. "It sounded interesting. Like a kabob I made last summer that was the leftovers. Got more veggies than meat."

"Well you did come over to this house rather uninvited." Natalya said simply. "But honestly that sounds disgusting. Katyusha's excuse is she is pregnant but you?"

"Poutine." Alfred said as Matthew looked at him annoyed.

"You both have poor taste." She then looked at Francis. "You manage a fancy restaurant, how did you let this happen?"

"Their dad does do some of the cooking when I am running late. And he cannot cook. He could set a bowl of cereal on fire." Francis said. "So needless to say I do have to wonder if there isn't nature in there too. I mean they are twins."

"Oh eat your pizza Papa." Matthew said. "Hockey's on." Matthew said as he took the remote from Alfred.

"I think Toris and I will eat this in the kitchen if you do not mind." Natalya said as Toris looked from the television to her.

"Trust me, you do not want to be around Mattie on hockey night if you aren't up for a complete 360 in his personality." Alfred said, sensing that Natalya did not want to be alone and if Toris stayed then she might have to deal with Francis. In a kitchen. That had knives. Last thing anyone wanted was him being careless or getting on Natalya's already frazzled jet lagged nerves.

"I do not have much of an appetite right now." Natalya said as she bit on a breadstick. "It has been a long flight over many time zones." She sighed and placed the rest on the plate and looked down. "I think I may speak with Katyusha a little before heading to sleep for the night. Frankly, it was a way to get out of the forced interaction with some of Alfred's family she would rather not have had. She was indeed worn out from the journey but did not want to make her sister seem like she was easily forgotten. Right now, it seemed that she was the only one who she could stand. Heading to the bedroom, she knocked on the doorway, to give Katyusha the right of refusal.

"Come in." Katyusha said as Natalya walked in. "So how was your flight,dytyncha?" She asked biting down on the unusual piece of pizza.

"You must have some weird cravings." Natalya said. She was not found of pizza in normal flavors but had eaten it a lot at college for mere convince. It was very easy to read the book you need to study from as it was something that took only one hand.

"From what I am reading on this, it is quite normal to have cravings that seem rather peculiar." Katyusha smiled. "Honestly from what I am reading online, this is actually not that weird a craving. One woman reported she craved green olives, those Reese's cup candies and twinkies at the same time."

"I do hope they did not put the olives in the twinkies. As if those things were safe food to begin with." Natalya shuddered. "You don't know how much work I have to put in at the campus gym, so I don't gain too much weight. Most food you get in the dining hall or near campus is not that healthy." Katyusha nodded knowingly, causing Natalya to raise an eyebrow. "I do not know how Fredka does it. He eats horribly but isn't the size of a house!" Katyusha laughed. "Just what is so funny?" She looked at the Nintendo Switch and Let's Go! Eevee case on the nightstand beside her. "That's quite an attitude for a woman who is spending her days playing children's games."

"I am on bedrest Natalya." Katyusha sighed. "If I did not have these 'children's games' as you call them, I would get cabin fever. I am not a fan of the games with higher ratings if you want to use that as a gauge of maturity, then I do not know. I frankly do not find games where I run from the police fun. Besides, one of Fredka's close friends loves these games."

"That Japanese businessman?" Natalya said.

"Yes. He hasn't been over since Matvey and I have started staying here." Katyusha said. "Although I have decided when I am off this bedrest, I am going to take Matvey house hunting. I have been looking online at some listings. Been trying to find something with plenty of yard. I want to have a proper garden for once." Katyusha said determinedly. "I haven't had one since before chudovyy dyadʹko died."

"Indeed." Natalya nodded as she looked at her older sister. It was at that, their age really showed. Natalya was only 4 years old when they had moved in with their great uncle. There was not a lot that she had remembered the same way that Katyusha did. There were times she related memories better with Ivan than Katyusha because of that 10-year age difference. It seemed to narrow a little bit as they had gotten older, but at the same time because of the maternal role she was forced to take up at the age of 18, it strained the sister's relationship as terms of sisters and blurred into a mother/daughter type relationship at times. "Whatever became of velikiy dyadya's house?"

"Some drama we could not fight." Katyusha said. "I did not tell you and Vanya about it because you both were young. Well, Vanya not so much but he was a very awkward teenager at that time. You see Great Uncle had a family before he took us in. His wife had a falling out with him and moved out. Took his children, that's why we never met them. One of his children had read his obituary and got a lawyer and they did some dirty things to get the house in their name. Claimed that as his biological children they had precedence over us. And because there was no will, it made it hard to fight." Natalya looked critically at her older sister. "And there were some off the record threats and comments in sessions with the lawyer I was afraid of."

"Which was?" Natalya asked.

"Well, I guess you are old enough now." Katyusha said. "My deepest fears you know were that you and Vanya would be thrown into foster care or worse sent back to Russia. It's not like it is now back then. But they knew I was the one taking care of you and was only 18." She noticed her sister's look "I didn't back down. I was able to negotiate them paying our rent and into a college fund for you and Vanya in exchange for the house and leaving us alone forever. I also had nearly struck both that bastard and the lawyer at the same time. As if they were in chudovyy dyadʹko's life at all! He was buried and in the ground for a month before they had sent me that summons."

"Do you think Fredka knows of Vanya's 'emo' phase?" Natalya said.

"I honestly do not know. I don't think he would think any less of him for it." Katyusha said. "But Vanya would be very embarrassed. I think I will try to look for some pictures from back then. I do still have yours and Vanya's yearbooks from when you were in school."

"Oh god." Natalya said, shuddering at the memories her sister had access to. Girl scouts, ballet, choir, all of it were things she was a part of when she was young and thought all of it was beneath her and humiliating. "Please tell me you do not have access to that third-grade talent show of mine…." She said, face turning red at the memory of early 2000s pop songs she had performed in front of all the school at the time.

"I may, I may not." Katyusha teased. She saw how distressed her sister was becoming. "Does the indomitable Natalya have a secret she wishes no one would ever tell anyone? I mean it is a harmless secret and no one will hold what you have done in your youth against you."

"I swear Katyusha if you were not pregnant and my sister, I would have punched you by now." Natalya said.

"Is everything okay in here?" Toris said as he knocked on the doorframe. "I was figuring I would let you know that I took your bags to the guest bedroom and made the bed up for when you are ready. I was going to take a shower myself and make fists with my toes to see if that helps me settle down from that flight before I go to sleep."

"Fists with your toes?" Natalya said. "Now where have I heard that…."

"Mr. Alfred said it helps." Toris said. "Right now, the game is Toronto versus Philadelphia and Matthew and Alfred are arguing over who is the better team. Philadelphia's mascot scares me. I had left around half time when a guy in a bear suit and a man in an orange hairy monster costume were on the ice taunting each other." He said looking slightly disturbed at the thought.

"Now I know where I heard that." Natalya said as the realization came over her. "Fredka got that from a 1988 movie, Die Hard."

"That is so like him." Katyusha said. "And you know you called him Fredka. Maybe you don't have as deep a disdain for him after all."

"What?" Natalya said recovering her composure. "I am just rather tired, thus the relaxed name for him."

"Whatever." Katyusha and Toris replied simultaneously as Natalya groaned.

"You two can talk, I am going to take a shower." Toris said.

"His mother gave me some of her recipes from Christmas. I think I will make some of them for Epiphany tomorrow. I know Vanya is taking over the arrangements since you and Alfred are both indisposed, and I cannot imagine that it would be easy to cook on crutches." Natalya replied.

Ivan sat in the chair beside the couch that Matthew and Alfred were arguing about which mascot and team was better. "Polar bears are ferocious and one of the fiercest of bears!" Matthew yelled as Alfred rolled his eyes. "It's perfect for hockey. It doesn't look like Snuffleupagus, Big bird and Oscar the Grouch had a drunken three-way and somehow they produced a methed out monster."

"He's scary and intimidating. Your mascot, whose team name sucks to begin with, I mean fucking maple leaves, looks like they belong at a Christmas kiddie park! Flyers, Gritty, come on." Alfred yelled. Ivan began to interject about the Russian Olympic team's hockey record and how most NHL teams recruited Russian players when he remembered that as passionate as Alfred was about his sports team mascots, it was NOTHING compared to Matthew's passion for hockey. Getting involved in that fight was not worth the time and the headache.

"Which reminds me, what is it with Philadelphia and their funky mascots. Look at the Phanatic." Matthew said.

"Oh, hell no! You dare not beat on the Phanatic! That's a verbal hate crime!" Alfred yelled back.

"Can't you stop them?" Ivan pleaded, noticing how much Francis was growling.

"Merde…." Francis said rubbing his temple. "Boys! Seriously! Both mascots are charming in their own ways. You are grown men and you are acting like you are 12 years old again!" He looked to Ivan. "I'll sleep on your sofa if you let me have a glass of wine or something stronger. How do you put up with this?"

Ivan lifted his glass. "This is not water. Besides, most of the time the two are not together on their sports nights."

"Reminds me of Arthur and his brother Allistor. This is almost as bad as a Manchester United versus Edinburgh Football game I made the mistake of watching with those two." Francis sighed. "Allistor ended up making Arthur cry uncle as the saying is but I did not know I could literally be used as a human weapon. So yes, vulgar but obnoxious yelling is nothing in comparison to what those two can do. And in addition to smashing this work of art called my face, an innocent bystander, after a perceived incorrect yellow card was declared against Manchester, Arthur stabbed Allistor's bagpipes and when the when the reverse happened to Edinburgh, Allistor smashed Arthur's bass guitar and the night ended with a claymore versus a long sword and the police being called. Trust me, this hasn't gotten to that level yet and Alfred and Matthieu never have gotten that bad."

"So that's why dad always left the few times uncle Allistor came around?" Alfred said, mention of their uncle stopping the petty argument.

"Yes. Those two never got along. It's a shame because Allistor really loved you boys." Francis said. "No kid should suffer because of disagreements their parents have with their siblings. I am not saying he was perfect, and your dad was a complete bastard because those two were always horrible to each other as long as I've known them. But honestly, if Matthew wanted to take his little girl to a hockey game or even watch it with her, then as much as you may not like it, the Toronto Maple Leaves mascot would be more friendly. Gritty would make her cry." Alfred sat and pouted. "Unless it turns out that kid is a total weirdo."

"Papa!" Matthew said.

"I know someone who laughed at the end of Genesis's Land of Confusion video with the nurse nuke thing as a kid." Matthew said. "To be fair she's not much older than we are, so she didn't understand it I guess…."

With that discussion of fraternal violence causing Alfred and Matthew to stop arguing over something petty like the better mascot and kept the outburst pertaining to the game when it turned out Toronto won. Alfred just rolled his eyes and stuck his middle finger up at Matthew. "I think I am going to go to bed now." Alfred sighed as Ivan helped him up the stairs. "I think I am getting this now…."

"I have it in case you do not dorogoy." Ivan said.

"I think I will get a shower," Alfred said. "Can you bring me my pjs?" He asked as Ivan headed to the bedroom when Alfred opened the door to find Natalya standing there, hair wrapped up in a towel, wearing a flannel pair of pajama bottoms and a t shirt emblazoned with her college's name on it. "Hello." Alfred smiled, remembering what Francis had said about the reason he did not know his uncle Allistor more was that simply put, they had not gotten along. Now he and Natalya did not have the best of relationships, and many times the only reason he had not struck her was because she was Ivan's sister, but remembering the experiences he missed with his uncle because of his dad's falling out and that with them both soon to be an aunt and uncle themselves, Alfred did not want the child's family memories tainted by the adults behaving childish. He stared at her as she stared back. "I see you are getting ready for bed?" He asked trying to be civil.

"Yes." Natalya said simply, wanting to keep things civil for Katyusha's sake. "I am afraid that Toris and I may have used up all the hot water."

"That's alright." Alfred smiled. Fuck I'll have to wait. "I think I'll just wait a little bit."

"I am sorry if I inconvenienced you." Natalya said heading to the guest room she and Toris were staying in.

"It's bound to happen." Alfred sighed. "I do have to piss at least."

"Good luck with that." She said as she left the bathroom and Alfred walked in after. Ivan has the pajamas and Alfred set them on the hamper beside the shower. He looked at him curiously. "Out of hot water. Got to wait a little bit."

"I noticed that you and Natalya acted better towards each other." Ivan smiled.

"Well, she's not horrible." Alfred said. "There's times she gets under my skin to no end and she has a smart mouth I want smack sometimes…." He noticed Ivan's frown. "But I see that it is from the same reasons you have to look after your sister. The same reason you were a jerk to Mattie when you first confirmed that he was dating Katy and all that after."

"Oh really?" Ivan laughed. "And what is that may I ask?"

"You both love your family deeply." Alfred sighed as he took his medication for the evening. "Anyone who would hurt them earn your disdain and it isn't until you see otherwise that you let it go. Just maybe she's got higher standards than you do?" Ivan rolled his eyes. "And growing up you guys didn't have it as smooth as Mattie and I did. I mean if bickering like newlyweds on the verge of divorce is the worst, I had to put up with along with their inability to securely fasten doors…."

"Or your inability to knock…." Ivan laughed as Alfred stuck his tongue out at him.

"Point being, I know you and your sisters are very close." Alfred sighed. "And I want that to continue and you not to lose them because you married some dick. But I also want that with whatever kids are involved in this mess." Ivan smiled at this.

"So, you are serious about adopting?" Ivan said.

"Once Mattie and Katy have a place of their own, I am seriously looking around. I want us to have the room before I start it. Ease them into this madness." Alfred said. "And if their adoptive grandpas want to bicker in front of them, I'll blame it on dementia."

"I love you so much Fredka." Ivan said as he kissed Alfred, pushing him back on the bed.

"OOOOOF!" Alfred said with a slight hiss as Ivan rolled beside him. "Watch the cast.

"Sorry." Ivan smiled.

Translation Guide:

(Obtained via google translate)

Dytyncha-Ukrainian-baby sister

chudovyy dyadʹko-Ukrainian-great uncle.

velikiy dyadya-Russian-great uncle

Merde-French-Shit

Dorogoy-Russian-darling

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