"Vati! Vhen vill the baby come out?" Astrid asked curiously as she sat on her knees in front of her father, her sister next to her, eyes wide. It was like looking at the female version of him and Austria but he found it adorable. Fritz, one years old now, was like a tiny little person and it made his heart ache when he watched him like right now, by his mother's piano, he was standing by himself with Austria in front of him a camera at the ready.
"The baby vill be here in three months, darling~" Austria replied for Prussia as he made Fritz screech with laughter, clap his hands, and then hold them out fisting them a few times to be picked up as he lightly bounced on his feet. "Come on, Fritz~ Valk for Mutti!"
"Don't push the poor boy!" Prussia replied good nature smiling widely as he looked at his lover who playfully glared. Life, it seemed, had gone back to normal with preparations for the new baby and Frtiz's birthday come and gone leaving him one whole year old something he still couldn't grasp right unless he was staring at the tiny person his son had become.
"He's going to valk! I feel it in my bones~" Austria replied as he squatted holding his arms out when he heard the door bell. "Do you mind getting that, Astrid?"
"Ja! I got it!" She scrambled to her feet rushing from the room, her hair swaying around her shoulders, before disappearing from view. Mia's hair was long again, past her shoulders and she climbed on the couch next to Prussia and nuzzled her soft face against his shoulder and he stroked her hair.
"Vhat have you been up to lately?" Prussia asked his daughter softly as she looked at him with those intense violet eyes of her mother. She'd be seven in two days time and she was always so so excited about it that it made Prussia laugh a lot of the time.
"Excited to be seven years old! Uncle Feli and Luddy will be there right?" Mia asked tilting her head sweetly as she looked at her father with wide eyes and he then smiled widely. He nodded making her squeal when he looked up and his eyes darkened considerably.
"Hungary."
"Prussia."
Austria looked up from Fritz when he heard Hungary's cold voice that was echoed by Prussia's. He heard the soft thump as Fritz fell back on his butt and he stood up staring at the eight month pregnant Hungary who was staring coldly at Prussia who was glaring just as coldly back. He blinked when Fritz tugged on his pant leg, Mia froze next to her father and Astrid hovered by the doorway with wide ruby eyes. He then moved his head in a quick, short movement that was barely noticeable and Mia, with Astrid, bolted from the room and thumped upstairs.
"Hungary, it's nice for you to drop by again. Vhen is the baby due again?" Austria asked trying to make light of the conversation as he walked across the room, Fritz crawling after giggling, and kissed Hungary's cheek.
"Next month but it could be any time. It's rare women carry through the ninth month." She replied then smirked coldly at Prussia. "Are you ready to be proven wrong vhen a silver haired baby comes out of my vagina?"
"Okay, one, gross. Two, it's not going to be a silver haired baby!" Prussia shouted struggling to stand up with his six month bump, eyes narrowing on the woman who scoffed. He refused to acknowledge the baby was his but he knew, in the end, it might bite him in the ass.
"It's going to be your baby!" Hungary shouted then as she stomped her foot and Austria held his breath. He knew, with Astrid, being the active baby she'd been he'd stomped his foot much like Hungary just did causing Astrid to come shooting out with early labor. He was worried the same could happen to Hungary if she got too worked up.
"Nein! It von't!" Prussia shouted again his cheeks turning red as Fritz stopped giggling and stared at his father wide eyed then up at Austria.
"Mut!" He whimpered at the loud shouts his happy attitude draining to a sad one as he stood up and Austria picked him up and held his face against his chest which made him squirm but he stayed nonetheless.
"It vill! Just you vait! Vhen this kid comes shooting out you'll see it's yours!" Hungary shrieked then her anger spiraling out and Prussia stomped his foot, his eyes red and hard. He was angry and Austria was honestly afraid for the baby's and his lover's health at that moment and he felt his own anger rising.
"It von't! Und I don't even have to acknowledge it! I got my own family vith Roddy und it's all I fucking need!" Prussia shouted with heat in his cheeks making Austria slightly stunned and blush but he lightly bounced Fritz who was whimpering due to all the fighting and he'd had enough when he saw tears blooming on his dark lashes making his ruby eyes watery.
"Enough!" Austria roared then as Fritz whimpered silencing the brunette and albino who both looked at him in shock. He then hugged Fritz a bit tighter as he narrowed his eyes on the two pregnant nations. "No more fighting! All you two have done is bicker bicker bicker! Ever since you slept together, vhich I still can't wrap my head around! But now's the time to stop! Hungary, you're eight months pregnant! I was that vay vith Astrid und I fought vith this idiot und I vent into labor minutes after so calm down!"
"Ha!" Prussia smirked at her when burning violet eyes came down on him and he nearly shrank in his skin when he curved his arms over his bump.
"Und you! You are six months pregnant! You should be taking the consideration of our baby's health before fighting! All you'll do is give our baby high blood pressure or something!" He yelled pointing at him making Fritz whimper and snuggle deeper into his chest as tears beaded in big drops on his dark lashes and he gestured to him. "Und look at Fritz! He doesn't vant to see his Vati fighting!"
"..." Prussia looked down feeling shame but just as he opened his mouth he felt something kick him. He blinked opening his mouth again when that same muted thump came and his eyes widened. "Oh!"
"Vhat?" Austria snapped stroking his son's chestnut brown locks, identical to his own, irritation pumping through him when he noticed the same noise fly from Prussia as his hand flew down. "Is something wrong? Vhat's going on?"
"Roddy!" Prussia gasped with sudden, quick, tears rolling down his cheeks surprising even Hungary as his ruby eyes glittered at him. "The baby kicked! He just kicked!"
"Mutti?" Austria looked up from cooking with Fritz bouncing in his high chair happily squealing as he ate soft peach colored, star puffs. He had a few teeth in now and more were constantly coming in so he was cranky but now he was happier than a fish in water. He turned his attention to Astrid who was surprisingly sprouting up for a nine year old, up to his chest almost.
"Ja?" He replied turning to face her and felt a jerk in his chest that was painful as he took in his daughter's appearance. Sure, girls couldn't go into full blown puberty until they were preteens but Astrid was an acceptance.
They went to the doctors but she was perfectly healthy with no problems but physically her appearance made Austria's chest hurt. Though there was no breasts on her chest, which only had a tiny curve of barely there bumps under her skin, her hips had slowly began to gain shape and her hair was becoming brighter along with her eyes and her skin smoother than ever. She was growing up, sprouting into a beautiful child. She already couldn't wait to be ten years old but Austria wasn't sure he could handle much more change in his eldest.
"Vhy does Vater always fight vith Miss Hungary? Isn't my younger brother or sister in her belly?" She asked tilting her head cutely making her shoulder length hair swing and look up under her lashes. "Vhy is Vater being mean?"
"I don't know." Austria sighed then reached down stroking her hair softly and smiled at her gently. "But it's mostly because he doesn't vant our relationship to get complicated or bad again."
"Vill it?" Astrid asked quietly as her eyes grew troubled and her bangs fell into her face as she looked at her mother. "I saw vhat that vas like und I don't vant it like that! Please, Mutti, don't be mad vith Vati if the baby is his!"
"I von't be." Austria whispered squatting down and looking into his daughter's face which was a mirror image of her father's. "I vould never do that to your vater again. I love him too much especially vith your other brother in his belly."
"Oh yeah!" Astrid brightened like she'd forgotten then giggled when Austria ruffled her hair softly and he smiled warmly. He loved his girls more than anything and it even hurt his chest the intensity of his love but staring at her face he couldn't help but love the fact that this bright, loud, obnoxious duplicate of his lover was his daughter.
"Now, go und do your homevork that I know you vere planing on pushing off until Sunday night." Austria ordered making the small albino blink then smile sheepishly before taking off in a blur and the nation straightened up checking the food, setting it to simmer and walked to the living room. There he swore he never saw a cuter thing.
Hungary had decided to stay, talk with Prussia afterwards, and the two seemed to be getting along and forgetting about Austria for the afternoon. But now, right on the couch, slumped shoulder to shoulder cheeks pink in Hungary's case and soft red in Prussia's, they slept leaning against one another cutely. They were out cold and Austria felt no jealousy, no envy, for the fighting seemed to be over with and he felt nothing but relief and, of course, adoring love at the scene before him.
"Thank Gott." He whispered to himself smiling when a loud screech of joy got his attention and he smiled more looking over his shoulder at his ruby eyed baby. He walked back into the kitchen shaking a few more of those beloved puffs out and his ruby eyes shone like the sun and he squealed kicking his legs. He then leaned down kissing his chestnut brown locks happily.
"You vill make a good big bruder, Frtiz. Just like Astrid und Mia are good big schwesters to you." Austria praised stroking his son's pudgy cheek and watched him shove puffs into his mouth making drool shine on his chin and fingers. He normally found this disgusting before he had any children, finding children to be drool factories. But now that he had three children? It was nothing short but cute~
"I vonder vhat your vater vill agree on for a name for this baby. Vhat do you think about Wilhelm for your baby bruder?" Austria asked the one year old who just squealed loudly kicking his legs and flailing his arms happily as his eyes shined and he laughed openly. "I knew you'd agree~" He then turned to the stove sighing out moving his hand through his hair. "But now Mutti has to cook up dinner for your vater und sisters so don't be too loud~"
He turned to the stove happiness bubbling in him so happily he nearly couldn't get a straight breath in but he was happy with it. He didn't think such happiness was capable for Nations but with his daughters, his Fritz and his other son he'd now instinctively taken to calling Wilhelm to himself, filled him with joy. Plus there was Prussia, his lover, his precious idiot. With his happiness so bright he knew, even if they never married, he'd be happy just to have his family with Prussia as the albino has said, even without words, that he would always stay here. And that happiness seemed to shine in him like the sun, hot and continuous.