So for this chapter I threw in some Austynn and Cristiano in this chapter! Also, I'm gonna add this in really quick, but I'm just going to upload the rest of the chapters as there's quite literally like six more chapters to post here so I'm just gonna uload them all tonight! Enjoy and I'll be posting the third and final story here as well!
Cecilia - Five months old
Wilhelm - Four months old
Aaliyah - Four months old
Réka - Seven months
"Austynn!" The platinum blonde jerked lightly from reading when he got up off his bed only for his bedroom door to be slammed open and he jerked back and onto the bed swinging over to the other side. He then breathed out seeing his overly excited friend, Cristiano, and smiled then brightly when the shock faded.
"Cristiano! Where's Ast?" He asked tilting his head and looking around when Cristiano grinned and he noticed his friend had lost a tooth. The canine one but it made Cristiano appear a whole lot younger. He then planted his hands on his hips when he smiled bright.
"I came with my Mama! Papa wanted to visit with yours!" Cristiano explained cheerfully then, his green eyes glittering and Austynn smiled with a little flush in his cheeks. He then noticed his mother laughing at something Papa or his friend's papa said and smiled softly. His little brother and sister, Poppy and Henri, were down for naps as a one year old always seemed to sleep. More so than when they were babies, not that Austynn was complaining.
"Awesome!" Austynn finally replied when he shut his bedroom door and climbed on the bed putting his thin reading book for English class away and picked up his tv remote. "Wanna watch cartoons?"
"Si!" Cristiano climbed on the bed next to him, his knee touching Austynn's and the poor boy blushed a beet red at the contact. He hated that he blushed at the drop of a hat but it was worse with Cristiano and, being eight years old, he was just shy like his mother.
"Okay, how bout this?" He asked softly wishing desperately for the heat in his cheeks to disperse quickly. He smiled when Cristiano settled in, stretching out on his stomach and he decided, with a squirming feeling in his belly, laid out next to Cristiano.
He couldn't help taking peeks at his friend's beaming, happy face as they watched cartoons and Austynn would feel that squirming feeling intensify. He had a crush, that much was true, and if Cristiano was a girl it'd be so much easier to deny the feeling as girls were kind of gross. Not Astrid though, she was more like a boy then he and Cristiano combined. He licked his lips and turned his attention back to the TV pushing it all down, down, down. He was too little to have a crush on someone! It was just...weird! And he was sure Cristiano would someday find him weird and not want to be friends with the quiet kid anymore, he'd find his crush to be weird.
"Hey, Austynn?" Cristiano finally spoke after, maybe, twenty minutes of silence and cartoons. He'd pushed himself up on his knees staring at the top of Cristiano's blonde head and the French Canadian pushed himself on his knees as well. "Remember when Astrid said you had that crush on me?"
He felt heat searing his face turning it bright red no doubt. His heart was beating hard and he hated it, felt like it was noticeable in the little space between the two of them. "O-Oui?"
"Well, I think I know what to do that'll make it all clear!" He declared cheerfully grinning at Austynn like nothing was off in the slightest bit. Austynn tilted his head curiously, confused, when Cristiano poked his nose. "We have a kiss!"
"Ki-Kiss? We're too little for that! I'm eight and you're seven!" Austynn squeaked when Cristiano hushed him for Austynn would have gone into a hysteric and shrieked the words. His violet eyes were wide, clashing with Cristiano's determined and bright emerald greens.
"Nu-uh! Mama and Papa had a kiss when they were our age! Besides, it's easy, see?" Austynn didn't have time to react when his shoulders were being grabbed and he was yanked whimpered when he was pulled close to Cristiano and his lips pressed against his and he squeezed his eyes shut. This was what Maman and Papa did, all the time, and it felt like a grown up thing to do and he felt like shrieking wordlessly the longer his lips pressed against Cristiano's until he was pushed away.
He pressed his hand against his mouth, eyes wide now when he looked at Cristiano. His friend showed no difference, only mild curiosity in his face with his green eyes holding the heavier confusion and he tilted his head. He then grinned. "See? No big deal!"
"I-I don't-" Austynn didn't get to finish his sentence when Cristiano hugged him tightly and he swore a squeak just left his lips at this. He hugged back but his face burned hotly when his friend lightly squeezed him.
"You're my bestest friend, Austynn!" Cristiano breathed out the words sighing happily and gave Austynn a nuzzle that had his heart soaring in his chest. How can his heart beat so hard and so fast? He didn't get it and that made it all the more confusing.
"Cristiano! We need to go! You're going to your Uncle Feli's for the night remember?" Romano bellowed up the stairs which had Cristiano releasing Austynn, who flopped forward and stared at his friend who beamed.
"I'll see you at school on Monday!" He chirped before running out of the room to Romano, his feet thumping on the floor loudly. Austynn stared at the floor then felt a rushing heat burn his face and he hid his face in the bed sheets whining pitifully. What even just happened?
"Mon amour, is Austynn acting strangely?" Canada looked up at the question with a curious glance at his husband who was leaning against the sink next to him, watching him cook while Poppy and Henri bounced in their little doorway bouncers. Gifts from their favorite Uncle America.
"I don't see how he's acting different. I mean, he's been flushed and a little more off but nothing too strange." Canada replied trying to think back on his son's behavior since Romano and Spain left with, slight disappointing, news Romano was not pregnant and it was a false positive. Sure, Austynn had looked a little flushed when Cristiano left but Canada couldn't think of anything that stood out as acting strangely.
"I think our boy is growing up and 'e 'is 'iding something from 'is Papa and Maman~" France purred as he circled his arms around his middle and patted his flat belly making the Canadian giggle lightly and France nuzzled his platinum locks. "What do you think 'e is 'iding from us?"
"Nothing~ I'm sure he'll tell you when he's older to understand if something did happen."Canada replied as he then slapped France's hands away playfully and smiled up at him, his violet eyes twinkling behind his glasses. "Now, you stop that. Last time you did that we got those two." He pointed at Poppy who, in all her one year old glory, shrieked bouncing happily. Sure, many looking at them would say they were too old to be sitting in those but they still fit and they were perfectly safe. Plus, it beat having them run around the house and slamming into things.
"Aww~" France pretended to pout when he wrestled Canada close to him and he squealed with laughter, his arms soon coming around his neck and France's fingers skating up his side making him breathless. "But wouldn't you love to 'ave another pretty baby?"
"Non!" He squealed those skating fingers found his ticklish spot and he squirmed laughing, his glasses nearly flying off his face, before France plucked them off and placed them on the counter. He then went right back to tickling his wife who struggled and laughed. "Non! I ha-have to make dinner!"
"Play with me instead~" France cooed as he tickled Canada harder making him scream with laughter that made the twins blinking then Poppy laughed with her mother. She clapped her hands happily too and France laughed while he continued to tickle Canada.
"Non!" He shrieked again laughing so hard he nearly gasped and he grinned when tears pricked while he struggled to hold down some laughter. To suck some air down to his lungs and kicked his legs joyfully when the shorter male managed to pick him up and he squealed in surprise when he was tickled aggressively but happily and he noticed Austynn standing behind Poppy squinting his eyes. France caught sight of him and smirked deviously at his eldest.
"Bonjour, Austynn~ Would you like to come and 'elp me tickle your Maman so 'e isn't fluttering around making dinner at three in the afternoon?" France asked smirking wide when Canada then playfully tackled France to the floor and held his arms up and together, cursing the strength the Canadian seemed to have that matched his brother's, and smirked wiggling away untickled and pinned Canada down again when Austynn suddenly grinned.
"Oui!" He shouted before diving in on the squirming mess that was his parents and attacked his mother's chest, neck and armpits whenever possible and made his mother howl with laughter. He couldn't help laughing himself and France slowly took on the dissolve of laughter as he let go of Canada's hands and laughed curling his arms over his stomach.
"You su-suck!" Canada got out in bouts of howling laughter and Austynn laughed with them, his cheeks flushed, eyes shining brightly just like France's. "You-You're lucky I don't cut off both of yours hair off in the night!"
"Non!" Both son and father shouted covering their hair reflexively. While looking different, Austynn and France really were like two peas in a pod when it came to their precious locks of hair. He grinned when France yanked Austynn against his chest, all three still half sitting, half laying on the floor together and France hugged him tightly pressing him to his chest, also pressing a hand to his son's platinum blonde locks. "Not 'is precious locks! Cut mine, not 'is! 'e is too young!"
"Papa!" Austynn giggled into his father's chest smiling happily as Poppy squealed clapping her hands and Henri laughed happily bouncing excitedly. "What about your hair? You won't have pretty blonde hair anymore!"
"Oui! But if it is to protect the young and the innocent I must! My precious boy your precious locks of 'air are more important than Papa's!" France gasped dramatically as his hair swung forward when he tickled Austynn who's giggles got louder and he squirmed happily in his father's embrace, his eyes shimmering and Canada giggled only to be yanked into the hug. Mother and son locked eyes and giggled. France sighed as he mussed up both males platinum blonde locks of hair happily and nuzzled the close. "Ah~ My precious ones!"
"What about Poppy and Henri?" Austynn asked giggling when he managed to look up and meet his father's glowing blue irises. He had heard his father, once, lament about boring blue eyes and how they were everywhere but in that moment with those glowing blues Austynn found a new appreciation for the color blue. Heck, he wished he'd had blue eyes like his father!
"Ah, they are my precious ones too! They are just too little to be in such a big family hug pile~" France crooned at him then ruffled his hair when there was a loud, new laugh and France looked up and smirked. "Bonjour, Amérique and Angleterre~ Oh! And bonjour to you little ones as well!"
Canada managed to look up, a blush on his cheeks when America's smirk widened when their eyes clashed and held for a brief moment. That is until Poppy bounced happily gurgling at the sight of her favorite Uncle America, who she recognized happily at one year old and Henri looked up as well with wide violet eyes. France, Canada and Austynn then stood up after a moment and Austynn caught sight of his cousin, Liam, grinning at him and he blushed like his mother.
"I'm sorry, I was cooking dinner when this one had other ideas." Canada jabbed France's hip with his finger tips and he yelped making Austynn giggle at this. "I'll get right back to cooking. Austynn why don't you go and put on some cartoons for you, Liam and Jolene?"
"Oui, Maman." He replied easily enough then tilted up on his toes when Canada smiled pecking his cheek then noticed a little difference and smiled. He held still, like he knew what was coming, and Canada slid the ponytail off his wrist and scrapped Austynn's hair back, his bangs and all save for his ahoge that spiraled out of his platinum locks just like his mother's, and the rest rested in a small pony tail at the base of his neck. "Merci, Maman!"
"De rien!" Canada smiled at his son's manners that came so easily. Poppy was gurgling in America's arms, who'd picked up his niece, and rubbed her chubby cheek against his own. He watched Austynn, Jolene and Liam exit the kitchen.
"Can we put the babies down? They can walk right? Alexander just started doing it!" America smiled at Canada, who normally felt competitive when he and America first had Liam and Austynn, but found genuine curiosity and happiness. "I'd love to see Poppy and Henri walk! I know Helena is doing it now!"
"Oui! They can walk!" France happily proclaimed when he pulled Henri out of his bouncer, America and France grinning, as the twins were put down. Their eyes widened as blue and violet met before Henri walked over to Poppy and she squealed happily, waving her hands making Henri beam in that childlike happiness.
That is until England put Alexander down, the emerald eyed one year old staring at his cousins curiously before walking forward hesitantly it seemed and Henri then pouted. Hard. And he stomped his foot and let out a piercing scream that shocked the parents to their core and he hugged Poppy tightly, her cheek smooshing his in the hug and she whined at the sudden movements of her littler brother, squirming to get away and she succeeded in it but wobbled so hard she fell on her butt. She then scrambled to her feet toddling to Alexander only to go past it to her little sit and bounce, reaching up grabbing the straps and, surprising the adults, climbed into her sit and bounce only to smile angelically.
"I think Henri is jealous." Canada finally got out then laughed when his son looked up at him, blonde locks now a soft cap on his head but growing out steadily past his ears a bit and decorated the nape of his neck, the blonde color the exact shade of his father's, and his bangs fell into his displeased violet eyes. He then walked to Canada holding his hands up whining like he couldn't stand to be on the floor with Alexander a moment longer and laughed softly scooping up the baby who nestled into Canada's chest.
"It would not surprise me," France put in when he smiled at his daughter who instantly smiled back, beaming like the sun, and her blue eyes glittered happily as her little locks of platinum blonde bounced when she bounced in the seat excitedly. "She is already beautiful now, imagine her at Jolene's age~"
"Hey, I wanted to tell you guys somethin'" America tore himself from the awe of his angelically smiling niece who bounced happily, to look at his brother and brother-in-law, who looked back curiously humming. He then grabbed England yanking him close by the hip making him blush. "We're finally doing it! We're getting married!"
Canada was silent for a few moments, Henri reminding him not to get too shocked, the baby happily curled up in his arms. Then he beamed at his brother. "Congratulations, Alfie!" He meant it too, from the bottom of his heart. He wanted his brother to be as happy as he was and it was good to know that England was finally getting married to his brother.
He couldn't help it but for the longest time he had the biggest fear England would one day want France back and that fear didn't rest even when he managed to marry France, by some miracle the other loved him enough to do so, but it was like knowing this little fact it died. That fear shriveled away and he squeezed Henri a little tighter then looked at France's beaming face as he hugged America happily. He was going to be his and he had nothing to fear. And there was the fact his brother, nineteen years old or was it twenty now, was finally tying the knot! It felt like the strange wrap up of a story that hasn't finished yet but Canada felt nothing but a glowing happiness deep in his chest. It truly felt unfinished but it also felt like his happy ending and he couldn't help but revel in this warm feeling in his chest.