You've gotten it plenty of times on who owns Hetalia and it ain't me. Like I said before I am aiming to get this story wrapped up soon, so enough of this A/N, on with the fic!
October 17th 1918
(From the diary of Alfred F Jones)
It's been hard going on these past few days. He's here. I can talk to him whenever I want and I often stop by Vanya's grave during lunch and on my way home from work and talk to him as if he was waiting there for me. In a way he is. I know my more logical side says it's just his corpse rotting in the ground dressed up all fancy and corpses under six feet of dirt cannot talk back and cannot hear me. I am just doing something stupid and crazy but it helps me to do what he would have wanted me to do and that is to go on living life. I mean the war had even seeped into the World Series. I had loved reading about that and wanted to head to Boston to see it, but god knows I would be so skinned alive by Nattie for that. Shame the Yankees didn't make this year. Guess this year is nothing but suck. Peace and rumors of peace... seems to be all you hear about. That and it's polar opposite war.
As the year winds down, I always look forward to Thanksgiving and Christmas. I mean last year I handled the whole thing and Nattie didn't say a thing about my turkey. Although she said she's going to take care of it and Mattie is going to make breakfast. His usual pancakes and syrup. He keeps complaining about the Vermont syrup I go out of the way to get him. Deal with it bro. I may sound like a jerk there but come on. I know soon after Nikolai was born I was talking with Ivan about when he'd be big enough to go see Santa and taking a trip to Manhattan for that. I would have done that last year but the the twins were only a month old by then and I want the whole family together and I wouldn't go without Nattie and the twins. I'm going to try for that when the time comes this year. I almost had Vanya talked into playing Santa or Ded Moroz (for the Russian style that Nattie loves bringing and I think is pretty) before the world decided to shed all of men's blood for nothing. I could always try to talk Mattie into it, I do still have some guilt trip power with him but his hair is too dark blonde as to Vanya's platinum blonde (fun fact the twins have the same kind of hair with my light blue eyes) hair and his stalkier build he could have done it better. I can never forget because the little things like that keep popping up.
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