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 Natalya Jones nee Arlovskaya)
I've been trying to keep myself busy with the children as to keep my mind off the fact big brother is no longer with us. I know how much Vanya loved them and was as almost as childishly giddy with joy when I was expecting as Fredka was. It was just more ridiculous out of him with how he looked. He did not seem like the type of man who would be that soft with children, but I have the pictures we had taken with him and Nikolai often at the beach or boardwalk. They were his favorite places to take him. I like going there, seeing the ocean and sometimes driving the bumper cars. I have been trying to talk Fredka into getting us an actual car. I'll even drive if he doesn't want to but taking 3 children places just walking or on the trolley is quite tiring. Our neighbors got one and said it's actually really affordable.
Maybe this is what Vanya kept pushing us to have when we came over. From what I had heard about Russia, I could not write such a thing without being greedy, I would be trying to just keep us fed and I am married to a man who treats me like "a queen mother to his little princes and princess" don't know what his fixation with fairy tale royalty is but hey. Honestly he reads those silly stories to the twins but Nikolai keeps asking for things like Paul Buynon or that Goldfish story from back in Russia. Well he asks me for that when I put him down for a nap in the afternoons. I just wish he could see it himself. I have had Matthew or Fredka watch the children and I have told him this, much like Fredka does. I hope he hears me. His absence in the family is missed and as much as Matvey tries, he can never match what Vanya left.
Speaking of Matvey he's been asking me a lot of questions about Katyusha. What her favorite color is, her favorite candy, just odd little things like that. Would she like a fancy dinner or sea shore visit? It is becoming painfully clear now. It is almost embarrassing. He is trying to court Katyusha. Thankfully he did just get a job at the local newspaper as an editor. Turns out he had shown some of his old reports he had copies of in his time as a Mountie and his battlefield reports and he got hired on because of that. He says it is not the same as before but it's something that brings in a good paycheck. He's been saving quite a bit too. I think I know where this is going...
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