Alexander- Four months old
Poppy and Henri - Five months old
Salvador- Three months old
Fritz- One year old
Nikolai- Four months old
Aili- Eight months old
Helena- Three months old
Sunneva- Four months old

Pregnancy~

Prussia- Three months
China - Three months
Italy- Four months

It was the week after Christmas, Latvia had decided to impose himself- at least that's how Ladonia's saw it- and stay to hang out with Sealand. He could hear them downstairs, laughing, as he laid up in bed his lower back and hips sore from the sex from last night and pouted softly to himself. For the past week he and Ladonia had had sex like wild beasts for this entire week, unable to get enough. They were like two preteen boys who couldn't get enough sexual contact. He was excited for today, however, as Helena was turning three months old already and he was excited to see his baby. He finally dragged himself out of bed, sticky cold liquid running down the backs of his thighs making him glare down at nothing then turn to his adjoined bathroom with swift movements before the throbbing soreness made him stop and he entered the bathroom. He turned the shower on, his teeth gritting when he heard new laughter from

Sealand and Latvia. The mere thought of their names in the same sentence made his jaw clench so tight and his teeth grit so hard he swore his teeth would break as jealousy pulsed like a black snake inside wasn't sure of these emotions, not entirely speaking to Sealand of how much he felt, how his jealousy was like a second heart that pumped black blood that sizzled. He then turned his attention to the water, feeling it, then jumping under the water shuddering lightly at how it massaged his sore hips and lower back. He moved his hands over his hair moving the water over the locks as his lashes fluttered shut aware of how Helena was either entertained by her fingers or was still sleeping as it was silent but he took that moment to take a shower and relax. That is until his bedroom door opened making him open one eye, steam rising when a knock on the bathroom door made him sulk then.

"Erland?" Sealand softly sang as he pushed the door open looking to the shower and, unbeknownst to Ladonia, grinned wickedly. "Whatcha doin'?"

"Bathing and getting your disgusting semen out of me!" Ladonia snapped like his jealousy wasn't pulsing and he wasn't dancing inside with brief joy at having Sealand's attention now. He was glad he had a shower stall, the shower door shut, unlike the curtained one they'd had at Sweden and Finland's. He turned his back to it, scrubbing his nails with the sponge then with his nails just shy from abrading the skin when he heard a click and cold air rushed in making him gasp.

"I haven't taken a shower yet~" Sealand cheerfully stated as he shut the shower door tight making Ladonia's heart pound in his chest solidly, each beat a reminder almost, as his stomach coiled tight and his legs nearly turned to jelly at this new development. His feelings for Sealand, his lust, always bounced out of control as they were new and fresh. So much so, that when arms circled him he nearly shrieked at the open circuit of sparks that were unleashed with those arms.

"Go-Good for you! Now let me!" Ladonia snapped as his face burned and he bowed his head scowling down as Sealand looked at him curiously, the water rushing down Ladonia's pale back and he leaned down softly biting the pale fleshmaking the red head squeak loudly.

"Nope~" Sealand said cheerfully again as he blushed and lightly massaged one of Ladonia's sore hips. "I really love being home, Erland. You look a lot better than you did on Christmas."

"Well thanks. I'm sure you enjoy having Latvia here more." He snapped then cursed under his breath when he was turned in Sealand's arms unwillingly, whining and squirming until he was yanked around and glared at Sealand's chest. What was this idiot thinking? He was an idiot for letting the other know how he felt.

"Are you...jealous? Of Latvia?" Sealand asked with wide blue eyes, the exact shade of Helena's, making him all the more adorably annoying. Ladonia glared upwards at him, blues clashing.

"No! Why should I be?" He snappily asked as his cheeks burned hotly, eyes standing out and Sealand pressed a kiss to his warm forehead. "What's that for?"

"Don't worry about Latvia. I want to be with you, Erland, not him." Sealand assuredly said as he stroked Ladonia's lower back and nuzzled his wet hair softly, then squeezed him lightly.

"Now, let's finish this shower~ Mama is coming over today with Aili seeing as she's turning eight months and Helena is turning three months! He'll be over after his courtesy visit to Austria's for Fritz's one year birthday party~"

"Fine fine! Just let me go so I can wash myself!"

"Okay~"

"She is pretty cute~" Latvia cooed at the baby now three months old, giggled up at him and gurgled lightly as her blue eyes looked up.

"Thanks." Ladonia got out crisply as he noted how happily his daughter rested in Latvia's lap, giggling and gurgling more than she did when she was with him and that was another little dig of jealousy.

"Mama's here!" Sealand squealed jumping up running to the door like a little kid running downstairs on Christmas to see what Santa brought. The door opened, happy bright chatter sounded as Ladonia plucked his daughter from Latvia with a scowl who just smiled. Ladonia, however, glared at this feeling shivers of jealousy and even hate run down his spine.

"Erland, you look well!" Finland cheerfully said as he walked in, Aili resting on his hip as she wobbled cutely. Her hair was darkening to match Finland's shade of blonde, her hair beginning to grow out, so long it had a tiny little curl near the base of her neck and ears. Her mismatched eyes spotted Ladonia and she then reached for him.

"Thank you, Mama." He mumbled out as he walked forward, Helena resting happily in the crook of his arm as her blue eyes looked up at his face and she cooed at him making him smile at the adoring smile and sparkle in her eyes. He was still her number one, no matter if she liked Latvia. He hugged Finland as Aili took the time to reach out and hold onto his shirt with her tiny fist making both mothers blink gently at this. Sealand and Sweden walked in then staring at the little scene when Sealand barked a laugh.

"That's so cute! Aili wants Big Brother Ladonia~" Sealand cooed then laughed at the sharp look Ladonia gave and a flushing burn filled his cheeks as he looked down in her violet and green-blue eyes that stared at him impatiently. He sighed.

"You want to hold Helena?" Ladonia asked as he poked Helena's chubby cheek and she reached out and wrapped her tiny, squishy fingers around his pointer finger giggling.

She loved skin contact, much like her father, but when he brought her to the doctor he said that was normal. That now sensations were important and skin to skin contact, along with her grasping with little understanding of cause and effect, she was even rolling on her belly and raising her head a bit but he helped so she didn't slam her face into the floor. She smiled at everyone, not him, which made him a touch jealous at that but he loved seeing her little baby smile and her coordination was beautiful at this stage, hell if she got mad she purposely kicked Ladonia hard as she could. She was still precious, golden-red hair and large blue eyes. She would be beautiful when she got big.

"Sure! I'd love to see my granddaughter~" Finland chirped but smiled understandingly at Ladonia as they swapped babies, Helena in the crook of the Finnish man's arm, Aili on his hip that he tensed watching her with a new hawk eye way. "I'll be careful." He whispered that so no one else could hear sparing Ladonia embarrassment and the red head smiled soft.

"Thanks." He whispered back then straightened looking at the small eight month old who looked back at him curiously. "Hello, Aili. You've gotten so big, your niece is so young still but I'm sure you might like her. She's like your annoying brother Sealand."

"Hey!" Sealand whined with a pout as he looked at Ladonia when the red head laughed then, a soft red in his cheeks as he smiled. Sealand felt something flutter in his chest and he smiled then at the warmth in Ladonia's face. It was worth it!

"Now, are we going to do this little party thing or not?" Sweden murmured asking then looked at Latvia, at the look Ladonia sent when he thought no one was looking and found he'd take Latvia home. Screaming or kicking, or the easy way, he'd do something to ease that jealous fire Ladonia had.

"It's so quite without Latvia!" Sealand whined when Ladonia tensed up, Helena resting in his arms gurgling as she sucked on her fingers joyfully.

"So what?" Ladonia finally snapped sounding much like England it was eery how much the young couple was like the American and Brit.

"Soooo I want some noiseee!" Sealand whined out then as he looked at Ladonia's tense back and squinted then as the conversation between him and Latvia echoed in his ears when Ladonia turned halfway, blue eyes like flames.

"Watch tv but that fuck-face isn't come back." Ladonia got out angrily even using the foul language he detested and Sealand's eyes widened. He had never seen Ladonia look like this, even forgot about Helena sucking her fingers and gurgling softly in his lover's arms.

"What do you have against Latvia?" Sealand asked then, demanding almost, as his eyes hardened. "I've known him for years now! He's a friend of mine! If you think I'm going to abandon him because you're my boyfriend for three, four months, you're crazy!"

"You really want to know? Huh?" Ladonia shouted with Helena jumping lightly in a cutely baby way as her eyes widened at her mother's shout, blue eyes growing sparkly.

"Yeah! I do!" Sealand shouted back with his hands curling into fists at his sides as his eyes clashed with Ladonia's that were dark with his anger and his jaw clenched as he jiggled Helena, who had a quiet whimper slip out at her father's yell now.

"He fucking likes you! He wants to be with you! God! Are you that damn blind!" He screamed with outraged tears pricking as Helena whimpered and let out a little cry as tears formed in her own eyes. He then let his arm, which he'd thrown out angrily, slide his hand through his hair and laughed. "You're so stupid! He's nice, kind, sweet and fuck me, he likes you! He'd be a better fit, he said so himself, than I. He's told me you would be happier with me, even if I had your child, that I had to put your happiness first before my own selfishness! For god sake! You didn't even notice properly that I was jealous! That it was eating me up! And when I denied it you didn't push! You-You were gone for two months practically! I know what could've happened!"

"Ladonia! You're assuming!" Sealand gasped like Ladonia's words hit him in the chest as Helena belted out a wail that jerked both young parents out of the fight and Ladonia lifted a free hand up to touch tears running down his cheeks. He then turned jiggling Helena very lightly, soothingly, as she cried.

"I'm not. We left for two or three months, then we got her. If you've slept with him and had a child I expect you to take responsibility. Even be with him." He swallowed like he would throw up. He felt like it. God, this horrible insecurity and jealousy twisted to nausea in his stomach as he held Helena tight. His little girl, his shred of Sealand. "I'm going to bed. Make your own damn dinner."

What was the worst thing about this fight? To Ladonia, as he walked out, Sealand had said absolutely nothing to defend himself or deny it. He said nothing. And that nothing was like a stab in the back and he couldn't do it anymore. He'd thought the sex, the loving, was enough but if he wanted to be with Latvia then god condemn him he couldn't see it. He just couldn't. A hole, black and endless, ripped through his chest that throbbed when he climbed the stairs and Helena cried for him and with him, tears rolling down her chubby cheeks from her sparkling eyes that were clenched tight, lashes starred and wet. His baby girl. He'd hold onto her, until she didn't want him anymore. He'd do so even when Sealand left tonight, if he did, and he'd be just fine. He'd make himself fine, no matter the turn out in the morning, whether he woke up alone or with Sealand.

"So what is this feeling of dread?" He mumbled as he walked to his bedroom plopping Helena in the bassinet he'd dragged in there and crawled under the blankets and shut his eyes, that black hole throbbing softly. Why did he always mess things up?