I do not own Hetalia okay? I am planning to wrap this up soon, so keep an eye out. I don't have much else to say, so enough of this A/N, on with the fic!

December 1st 1918

(from the diary of Matthew Williams)

Al pulled through. Living on soup for a week shrunk his stomach though. Previous Thanksgivings he ate half the potatoes and a whole turkey leg. Nattie often makes two turkeys because of that but there was a lot more left over than usual. Only thing is that the children got Chicken pox right after Thanksgiving. The timing made Al call it 'turkey pox' to me when Katy told what they had as it was right after Thanksgiving. Quite the dad joke. And he's always made bad jokes like that. I guess he's always had the potential to be a good dad with that. He insisted that he help take care of the kids while they get better. Natalya has been through so much lately. He keeps telling us about when he thought he saw Vanya's ghost but I don't know. I guess it provides them some comfort. I do not like that Nattie won't let me see Katy while she works at the flu hospital. But then again I think she figured out why I keep going to visit her. She must have heard us talking while we looked after Al...

But I cannot say I don't understand why she's scared. I mean I had never seen her like that until Al got ill. I mean she wouldn't let me see her cry or know that she was worried about him. She's been through too much this year. She cared for Vanya so much then finding out how he died. Katy did mention the one page she did read of his journal before she gave them it, and it was the last entry. Apparently he thought the symptoms of the heart attack was normal pains and he could finish it later. And Natalya will have to read it to Al as it was in Cyrillic. God that's going to be painful. Well, time to put more salve on the kids' chicken pox. Natalya is taking a good long nap and we don't want to wake her for something we can handle ourselves.

Hopefully we will be able to have Katy over for Christmas, I have something I have been meaning to ask her, once I clear it with Natalya, her last blood relative. I know Al wouldn't have too much to say other than make fun of me for not saying it sooner.

So how was that? Good? Bad? Short? Long? Let me know in a review. Some things sound familiar about the flu outbreak there? Yeah I did some reading on the 1918 pandemic to today's world and I realize more and more there's so much that is the same stuff but different setting. History can be so fascinating like that. Besides as this story wraps up, I want you guys to have some happiness for our favorite characters here, despite their losses. Anyway, remember to read (well you just did) and to review. Ciao for now,

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