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

Helena- Three months old
Sunneva- Four months old

Prussia- Four months
China - Four months
Italy- Five months

"Oh! Oh!" Sweden looked up from their shopping list, Aili sitting up in that special seat they had for babies, her back straight and no wobble whatsoever. Her mismatched eyes, glittering violet and cool green-blue, looked in the direction Finland's squeal and then went back to lightly slapping the backs of Sweden's hands on the handle bar of the cart. "Look at this, Ber!"

Sweden looked at the item in Finland's hand; it was a little duck. It had large blue glass eyes but had multi colored feathers that opened and a little sailor cap on it's head. It was something Finland adored but something Aili adored more than anything. Whenever a duck was mentioned on TV she squealed and laughed, bouncing when she pulled herself up happily and squealed loud enough she nearly screamed. She loved ducks and she was at that age where they all had a favorite toy at this point. He smiled softly, glad Aili was distracted, as he looked at the duck nodding.

"She'll love it, Tino. Good eye you got." Sweden complemented as he looked at his wife who beamed brightly, happy to have found something for his daughter that she'd love.

"Thanks!" Finland chirped as he placed the duck just beneath Aili's seat so she wouldn't see it until they bought it. He then looked at the list in Sweden's hand. "Anything else we gotta get?"

"Mmm no. We have everything we needed so let's go check out and get home." Sweden replied as he turned the cart around with Aili giggled sweetly in her seat as she kicked her legs sweetly. She was like Finland, attributes of Sweden still there when she got all stone faced and shy, but now being comfortable she was like her mother. Smiles and giggles.

"Good!" Finland smiled as he walked ahead of the cart, holding the end of it with his fingers loosely as he followed, pushing while Finland softly just barely dragged.

They hadn't spoken of Finland's suggestion of Sweden having the baby, should they have one, and it made things awkward at times. Sweden stared at the back of his wife's head then down at Aili who stared up at him with wide eyes as she began to suck on her fingers softly and he sighed quietly. They made their way to the check out, the quiet a bit awkward but Aili filled it with wide eyes and soft gurgling. When they got the check out, putting their items on the counter Aili's eyes widened with a gasp at the sight of the ducky. She pointed at it, squealing loudly with joy and kicking her legs happily as Finland laughed gently as the clerk smiled kindly then handed Finland the toy which, after pulling the tag off, gave to his daughter.

"There you go, sweetheart." Finland cheerfully said as he gave the wide eyed eight month old who reached out tiny dimpled hands and took it gratefully. She gurgled happily then as she squeezed the soft plush duck, pulling on a wing happily and screeched with joy as she whipped the toy around in baby joy. So cute!

"I told you she'd love it." Sweden finally said in his gruff tone as a soft little smile curled over his lips and at the paling of the clerks face he was sure it must have seemed scary to the woman. Finland however smiled at Sweden widely, his whole face glowing with the smile as he looked at his husband.

"I'm glad! Now lets get home and feed the tiny beast!" Finland chirped as he put the last bag in the cart and pulled his wallet out, counting out the payment and handing it to the clerk and took his receipt, tucked it in his wallet and took the change smiling. "Kiito!"

Sweden got a sudden thought as he was pushing the cart out of the store, the wheels lightly squeaking along with Aili when he got up to the car and looked at Finland. "What language do you think she'll pick up on first? Finnish or Swedish?"

"That's a good thought. I never gave much thought on it so I'm glad you did! But maybe she'll pick up on Swedish first. She seems more attached to you so she'll probably learn Swedish first." Finland thoughtfully said as he opened the trunk and loaded the groceries into them carefully then slammed the trunk shut and locked it. He then plucked Aili out of the cart, the duck held tight in her little hands as he balanced the baby on his hip and smiled softly at his husband. "Do you mind putting the cart back while I get her in her seat?"

"Not at all." Sweden replied leaning down pecking Finland's lips with a blush at the few stares they got. He turned on his heel as Finland cooed happily at their daughter who gurgled back as he pushed the cart back and looked over his shoulder at his wife putting the baby in her car seat.

He got to the front of the store, pushing the cart into place with the long line of other carts as he then moved a hand through his hair staring down, his glasses lightly glinting in the light as he then began to walk out of the store. He was looking down at the ground when he looked up as he got to the car, hearing loud laughs and giggles when his eyes widened just a touch his lashes practically flicking with the motion. Finland, his cute self, was smiling up at a human male with pale hair and large blue eyes that was grinning downwards happily and spoke making Finland erupt in giggles again. He swallowed, stomach suddenly knotted, feeling nausea lapping at him as he stared at this scene with dread filling his chest so much it felt painfully tight. He wasn't sure if Finland noticed but he was scared of the little distance between them, little as it was, he was worried it'd turn into something larger like a gaping chasm between them. Then Finland would leave him. He swallowed thickly when he noticed the males hand lift touching the back of his fingers to Finland's cheek and he felt anger lap at him now.

"Tino! Get in the car!" Sweden finally shouted jerking Finland up as he was raising his own hand, wedding ring glinting, as he strode over. He wasn't violent. He'd put that far behind him but Sweden stepped between Finland and the male shoving him backwards."Go!"

"Oi! I was just talking with her and-" The male said blue eyes hardened into ice but Sweden was sure something scary must have flashed in his own eyes as Finland stood there behind him, like a solemnly growing angry presence.

"Go and leave my wife be!" Sweden barked stepping forward so the other male stepped back and he turned sliding his arm around Finland slamming the small Finnish man to him and his blonde head to his chest, cheek pressing firmly against his heart. "You have no right to be here, talking to what is mine! So back off and find someone else!"

"I'll talk to you later, Ti. You got my number?" The male asked when Finland tensed and Sweden became ice underneath the Finnish man's cheek. Finland was sick of this but scared and worried for his husband, wondering where this Sweden was coming from.

"Delete it!" Sweden barked again when the male tch-ed and pulled his phone out deleting the number and glared.

"Happy?" The male spat out as his put his phone back into his pocket and Sweden smiled coldly.

"Ecstatic." Sweden spat back when he opened the car door shoving Finland inside and then shut the door firmly and walked around, green-blue eyes icy against equally icy blues as he climbed in the car, started it and revved the engine. He then screeched back making Finland yelp as he clipped his seat belt, thankful Aili was giggling with her toy and unaware of the static in the air.

"Berwald!" Finland gasped when the male walked away, glaring at Sweden, who screeched back and was driving through the parking lot when Finland stared at the panic, worry, tainting his husband's normally stoic face. "Ber?"

"I'm fine!" Sweden got out in a tight voice, unlike the gruff flat tone, his eyes troubled as he drove out of the parking lot and onto the road remembering the Finnish rules of the road and even going so far as to chant them softly mentally. He lightly bit the inside of his bottom lip, sucking on the sensitive flesh lightly as he drove and Finland stared at his husband with wide violet eyes.

It was silent, the drive home, so much so that Finland wanted to babble just to fill the silence but bit his bottom lip to keep from doing so when his phone pinged and he pulled it out noting Iceland's number and pulled the text open. In it was a video of Sunneva, the little play sign over her face and he played it, volume off, but noted how Sunneva at age four months rolled onto her belly then her back again. He could tell Iceland was clapping by the way it got shaky with the action and he smiled softly to himself as he texted Iceland about how he was happy for the young Icelandic nation. Sunneva's hair was growing out too from the few wisps of color to a soft cap of hair that covered her whole head and curled just a tiny bit by the top of her ear, that silver-brown more pronounced and her light brown eyes glowed with her accomplishment.

Aili's own hair was in that cute little shaggy hair way, at the nape of her neck now, curling lightly at her ears and nape of her neck as well. She was precious~ He couldn't believe he had such a beautiful little girl, eight months later. He looked up when he realized the car was in park, in the driveway, Sweden sliding out of the car shutting his door to get to the trunk and popped it open grabbing bags as he sat there, the car off and he plucked the keys from the ignition. He was just climbing out of his side when Sweden slammed the trunk shut and walked up to the house, managing to get the door both unlocked and opened entering the dim house. He frowned lightly as he shut his door then opened Aili's door, who squealed happily at the sight of her mother, unbuckled her with her plush duck he noted he'd have to wash later so she could actually chew on it. He placed her on his hip and walked up the walkway after shutting the door and locking them with the keys.

"Berwald!" Finland called from the walk way, inches from the front door before stepping through and slamming the door behind him making Aili flinch at the loud noise and he heard Sweden putting things away in a slamming fashion. He grabbed Aili's sitting ring, not that she needed it, but put it down and sat her inside it in case she laid back and fell asleep, turned the tv on and turned it up then walked from the living room to the kitchen. He stood there, watching Sweden slam things in proper places and he pursed his lips softly as he watched his husband.

"Want to explain what the hell that whole episode was about?" Finland demanded planting his hands on his hips and staring at his husband who froze then, shoulders rising and falling softly. "Berwald! Look at me! Answer me!"

Sweden spun around, a fiercely wild look in his green-blue eyes that crackled like lightening behind his glasses, marched across the kitchen to Finland before stopping in front of him as he stared down at Finland. Violets clashed against lightening green-blue's when fingers knotted in his hair and lips crashed onto his fiercely hard and Finland found his body twisting and pressing into the spaces where they fit perfectly like a puzzle piece coming together. He clung to his upper arms angrily as his lips pressed and moved against Sweden's angrily. He was being lifted up and carried out of the kitchen, up the stairs, steps hard and loud on the stairs leaving the baby downstairs which Finland broke away long enough to breath out.

"Aili!" He got out when lips feather down his neck and his anger still pumped but it mingled with crackling lightening of pleasure that tingled from inside him and his head fell back at a soft bite Sweden deliver, his eyes looking up through lashes and the rims of his glasses.

"She'll be okay, I promise." Sweden got out in a soft, gruff tone as he walked down the hall to their bedroom, kicking the door open and he shut it then slammed Finland to the bed. "If it puts your mind at east give me a few seconds."

"Berwald!" Finland called out as Sweden then did a U turn and left the room, shut it behind him and Finland sat up. He was angry, should be, but his lips were tingling and his body was throbbing for touches while his head buzzed with nothing but Sweden. It did literally take a few seconds when he heard Sweden thumping down the hall and the door opened the door and shut it, his glasses nowhere in sight giving his green-blue eyes the full heated capacity that made Finland shudder.

"I made it so Aili would be absolutely safe in the living room, she's sitting in her play pen and watching TV. She'll be safe, she can't climb out of that." Sweden got out in a rush and was climbing on the bed over the Finnish man, large dark violet eyes staring at him and he shuddered internally as he leaned down starting a whole new kiss as he felt fingers undoing the buttons of his shirt and he smiled.

"I love you, Berwald." Finland sighed as his legs arched up as Sweden settled between then, everything screaming 'Yes yes!' in a dance as his head turned to the side and kisses with soft nips were delivered and he looked up at Sweden. There was a sad, desperate look on his face when his face was in the crook of his neck.

"Don't leave me, Finland. I don't think I'll take it if you left me, if you want a-a baby then fine." Sweden mumbled as his fingers fumbled the buttons on Finland's pants undoing them as his breathes began coming in huffs and Finland held him to him with a surprising strength and fingers twisted in his hair, pulling his face up in front of Finland's.

"I'll never leave you, Berwald Oxenstierna. Never. I love you and a baby...well, I'd love nothing more than a new one but Aili is going to take up our time. A lot of it. But today, with that man? It was nothing and nothing you need to worry about, all I want is you.I was about to tell him I was married when you stormed up. But I love you more than the air itself, Berwald." Finland breathed out as his lips turned up into a smile and he kissed him again, deeply and rapidly like he was trying to devour Sweden.

Sweden pulled back when he got Finland's pants sliding down, his shirt full unbuttoned and he pressed a soft, gentle kiss to the Finnish man's smiling lips. He then gave him another, deep heat filled kiss that punched Finland in the stomach with flames of desire. Sweden then kissed his neck working his shirt off when he paused and kissed his lips for the thousandth time.

"I love you too, Tino." This was gruff and shy but Finland giggled and twisted into Sweden that, even with clothes between them, made conversation a last option. At least for a little while.