In my desire to get this up today, I have not done any grammar check. But I will in a bit. Sorry for the delay. Can't believe I made y'all wait five days _

Disclaimer: I do not own the Characters of Hetalia nor do I own the Songs from Little Mermaid 2: Return to the Sea.

Nine months. It'd been nine long exciting months of watching and caring for their beautiful blue and silver vessel. Or egg as Alfred would affectionately call it much to his husband's annoyance. Currently Arthur sat in a rocking chair with the vessel pressed snuggly against his abdomen and a content smile on his face. In a matter of hours, his little one would grace the world with its presence. The very thought made his heart flutter with joy. The merman looked up when he heard the door of the nursery open quietly and saw Alfred walked in tiredly. He placed a kiss on Arthur's forehead before leaning down to place one against the vessel's smooth surface.

"How did it go," whispered Arthur, carefully getting up and placing the vessel back into its incubator. They watched as the shell changed colors signifying that the life within it was content with the warm temperature.

Alfred followed the tiny bubbles that escaped from the pores on the surface of the vessel and shrugged, "It went rather well, I think. Matthew is a bit nervous about being named crowned prince but I told him that he'd make a pretty awesome king." He pulled his husband into his arms and settled down on a chair so that they could watch their vessel comfortably.

"You know, dear, you don't have to come with me if you don't want to." Arthur leaned his head back so it would rest on Alfred's shoulder. "Since I'm an adult, classes for my magic license will only take me six or seven months. I can always just go and come back after class. You can stick me in the tub or something."

"And miss out on the chance of exploring the sea from under the water? No, way dude! Besides," Alfred blushed and nuzzled against his husband's blond hair, "I'd miss you too much if you did that." They sat quietly for a moment, the gentle hum of the incubator the only thing interrupting their tranquility. "What do you want to name him?"

"I was thinking Dorian. You know like scales of music."

"I like Tony."

Arthur huffed and pulled away, "We are not naming him after a boy you use to date!" He scowled and crossed his arms in annoyance when he heard laughter. "It's not funny, Al."

Giggling anyway, Alfred pulled his husband back against his chest, "Yes, it is. You're too cute, Artie." He kissed his merman's cheek when the later grumbled to himself. "In all seriousness, I really liked the name Peter. It was my dad's name."

"Peter?"

"Yeah. He was a real hero, my dad." Arthur cupped Alfred's cheek to give him a chaste kiss. "Is that a yes to Peter?"

"Can Dorian be his middle name?"

"Sure."

"Then yes."

"Thanks, babe. You don't know how much that'll mean to me and Mattie." He leaned over to kiss Arthur again but a sudden wail came from the incubator. "What's happening?" The blue eyed prince stood up abruptly and got closer to the incubator. "Artie, what's happening?"

Arthur rubbed his bottom and approached the seemingly boiling water. "It's fine, dear." When Alfred turned to give him a look of disbelief, he smiled. "You didn't read the book did you."

"O-of course I did! I just didn't get to finish it."

"Then I suppose you don't know the signs."

"What signs?"

"Our little vessel is going to hatch."

The whole experience should have been a calm one. As prince, Arthur had been required to attend a few hatchings and all of them had been gentle and calm. But with a husband like Alfred and a friend like Gilbert, this hatching wasn't starting out as he hoped. Alfred was jumping up and down in excitement while Gilbert had opened the window and called for Francis. Elizabeta and Matthew had, thankfully, ushered the two members of the self-proclaimed Bad Touch Trio out of the nursery so that the parents to be could have some privacy.

"Why are you taking your clothes off?" Alfred watched as Arthur was removing his boots before stripping down to his boxers.

"Because," Arthur climbed over the high wall of the incubator, "I want to be in there when he comes out."

"Can I get in too?" The prospective father didn't wait for his husband to answer. He started to undo his own pants and shrug off his shirt.

"Just don't move around too much, ok?" Arthur submerged himself into the water and held the vessel carefully in his arms. "Come out, son. Your daddies are eager to meet you," he said gently as he rubbed the vessel. With gentle coos and tender touches the vessel began to open. Alfred went up to take gulps of breath while his husband stayed underwater to coax their son out of the vessel. A few more minutes and ten gulps of air later, the vessel shattered.

In its place was a baby merman. Yawning tiredly from its hard work to shatter the sturdy walls enclosing him, he blinked his blue eyes rapidly, unaccustomed to the bright light. His hazy vision cleared soon enough and he found himself looking up to two blonde men who he assumed were his parents. One had green eyes and funny looking eyebrows, he was crying but had a smile on his face. The other had wide blue eyes and a goofy looking grin…but he was also turning purple. Was that normal?

Arthur looked over his shoulder and nudged Alfred to go back up for air. Turning back to his son he smiled again which in turn made his baby smile. Alfred came back down and grinned cheekily, his eyes a bit red from tears and the sting of the sea water inside the incubator. He marveled at his son's light blue tail and the way the tips of his fin curled delicately out the same way Arthur's did.

"Hello, little one," murmured Arthur as he carefully placed another arm under his baby's tail. "Meet your father, he's not as silly as he looks." The baby merman looked over to Alfred and let out a peal of giggles, bringing two fisted hands to his face and running them up and down his chubby cheeks, blushing when Alfred tenderly held one small hand in his. "Come now, love. Wiggle your fin for me."

Alfred looked at him questioningly before remembering that the newborn would have to work his tail to strengthen the muscles located there. The concept was much like that to a new born colt or calf whom have to stand up immediately after birth. With his lungs begging for air, Alfred reluctantly let go of his son's tiny fist to swim up for air. Peter whined at his father's departure and swam out of his other father's arms to follow.

"Oh my goodness," murmured Matthew when he entered the room again with Elizabeta in tow. "Is that my nephew?"

The older twin looked down at the chubby arms wrapped around his legs with pride, "Isn't he the cutest little hero you've ever met?"

"He is. Can I hold him?"

"I don't know. Let me ask Artie."

Arthur stood up in the tank and nodded, "You can but you have to come inside. He has to stay in the water for forty-eight hours so that his lungs get accustomed taking in water." He turned to Elizabeta, "Is there any way that we can send word to my family?"

"Way ahead of you, sweetie." The Hungarian smiled and sat in the chair in front of the tank to watch Matthew and Alfred fawn over the baby merman. "I sent those two idiots out to tell Robert and Feli. His vessel should be hatching by now too, right?"

A brunette merman swam as quickly as he could to the king's chambers. 'Oh how exciting,' thought Toris to himself. He knocked a few times before entering the room.

Robert looked up from one of the books he borrowed from Arthur's grotto, "Uh…yes, Toris?"

"Your majesty, forgive me for intruding but Francis just came by to give me the most wonderful news! His young highness Prince Arthur's vessel has hatched. You have a nephew!"

The sea king tossed the book onto his bed and swam out to hug his Harold before swimming out to give the good news to his brothers, unbeknownst to him that a black and silver lion fish overheard everything.

Feli and Ludwig stirred from their sleep when a series of rapid knocks came from their door. Ludwig unwrapped his arms from around husband to feel for his pocket watch. Groaning at the time he dropped his head back onto his pillow. Perhaps if they didn't make a sound whoever was on the other side would go away. The knocks became more insistent and Feli made a groan of disapproval.

The Italian merman growled in annoyance and swam out of bed to open the door, "Ve! You better have a good reason to-" He stopped in mid rant when a pair of arms wrapped themselves around his shoulders, mindful of his round belly. "David? What are doing here? It's really late."

"I know but I came as soon as I heard to tell you the good news!" David pulled away when the door opened wider to reveal and agitated Ludwig. Ignoring the bigger merman, the prince locked eyes with his friend. "Arthur's vessel hatched. We're uncles, Feli!"

Feliciano gave a happy yelp and hugged David in joy, "Oh, that's wonderful! Isn't it, Luddy?"

Ludwig stopped glaring at the other blonde to look down in his husband with a smile. "Ja, I'm sure Alfred is very pleased. We should go visit them."

"You can't," said David when Feli released him of their embrace, "The baby needs to stay in the water for two days. Every merman knows that."

The glare returned to Ludwig's features as he directed his attention back to the sea prince, "I know. I've read the book. Now if you excuse us, my husband needs his rest. He is after all keeping our children warm." The German ran his hand fondly over Feli's rounded pouch, "Good night, Prince David." He shut the door and led Feli back to their bed.

"Ve~ Luddy that wasn't very nice."

Ludwig shrugged, "I wish I could be nice but the little Arschloch is asking for it. What kind of man keeps chasing after a married man? Especially one carrying another's children?"

"Amore mio," murmured Feli running and hand on his husband's chest, "you know that I'm not going anywhere. David is just…confused I think. He'll get over his crush on me. Besides you shouldn't be so hard on him. Had it not been for Arthur's big brother, you and I wouldn't have…you should be thanking him." At his husband's grunt, Feli grinned, "Let's just go back to sleep, si? We'll be able to visit Arthur and Alfred when the time is right."

"Good night, Liebling."

One week later

The morning warm and crisp with the sea mist, embraced the oncoming ship and its passengers. Sky glowing with soft hues of gold as the sun rose to bless the day with its presence. A beautiful voice full of tender love beckoned a seagull to the window of the nursery on the ship. The bird watched with sparkling blue eyes as the new father sat out a white gown, vocalizing as he did.

Coos from a sea shelled shaped pool pulled Arthur from his task. The merman turned to his child and saw that Peter was reaching out his stubby arms towards him, "Do you want me to carry you, love?" At Peter's smile and baby gibberish he chuckled. Picking him up, he placed him gently onto a changing station so that he could dry him off before slipping on the gown and tying a bow at his neck with blue ribbon. Peter babbled at his father, reaching out again so that the man could pick him up but Arthur ran a brush through his hair instead to smooth out his golden locks.

Arthur gave a sigh. Who knew that parenthood would feel so much better than anything he could have possibly imagine. The sheer joy this angel and his father brought him warmed him deeply from his fingertips all the way down to the tips of his toes. The feeling just made him want to sing again. Peter cooed in joy when his father finally picked him up, "You are my world, my darling. What a wonderful world I see." Arthur placed a hand delicately behind his son's head while the other supported his lower half as he made his way to the window to overlook the ocean. "You are the song I'm singing.
You're my beautiful Dorian."

"Artie, we better be going." Arthur looked up to see Alfred grinning from ear to ear dressed in his white naval uniform.

Glad that he had done as he asked and changed into something decent, his silly husband had wanted to wear just his boxers because 'I'm just going to end up naked and with a tail anyway' as he so eloquently put it, he motioned to their giggling baby. "Look at him isn't he glowing?"

Alfred beamed wider and smoothed out the unruly lock of hair that Peter inherited from him as he led his two boys out the door, "He looks divine, and you look exquisite, but look at the time."

"Couldn't be, is it?"

Matthew, also dressed in his white naval uniform, smiled kindly at his family. "The crew is awaiting your orders." At his feet Kumajirou stood in curiosity with Max and Oliver on his head.

"We're sailing away from the borders," called out Gilbert as he maneuvered the ship towards the meeting ground, losing grip on the wheel momentarily when he lowered his eyes mischievously down his boyfriend's body.

Elizabeta saw what he did and giggled, "Steady boy steady!"

"Ahoy there, they're coming," shouted one of the sailors from the mast.

"Trumpeters ready, drummers start drumming!"

Arthur and Alfred walked down the stairs of the ship with Peter snug in his father's embrace. The merman snuffled his son's hair lovingly, "Down to the sea we go, down to a world I know. There's never been, not ever before, a child born of sea and shore." Wolfgang and his wife bowed before their young prince and his family as they descended. Both were eager to see their young son and their son in law again.

"Down to the sea we go," sang the rest of the passengers along with the sea prince, "Down to the world below. A journey to bless a prince to be under the sun and under the sea."

Francis grinned and took off from his spot on the mast, turning into a merman and dove deep into the water. Knocking at the door he knew to be Antonio's and Lovino's, he called out, "Arthur is coming," before swimming off to alert Mathias and his siblings. "Arthur is coming!"

Tino poked his head out his window, "Arthur is coming?"

"Arthur is coming!" All around him, excited sea life and merfolk alike echoed the news to one another. "Arthur is coming, Arthur is coming, Arthur is coming," until it finally reached the palace.

A dark haired merman paused his orchestra when he heard the joyful cries outside. Feigning annoyance, Roderich glared over his shoulder, "What's all the big commotion that's spreading through the ocean from sea to shining sea?" Chuckling, he motioned for his ensemble to go ahead, "There is no hesitating
today we're celebrating, Arthur's Dorian." He followed them out, "Today when Robert's brother comes back here to the water, we're gonna have a spree!"

"The boat is nearer now," sang Mathias with a grin as he spotted his wife and brother in law, "I think I hear him now, Arthur's Dorian."

Emma giggled and tugged her brother with her, "Lad-da-di-da-da-da, lad-da-di-da." Her son loved it when she sang to him and the little blonde let out a peal of giggles when he heard her voice. Mathias handed over their son to his wife and took her instrument for her. "Lad-da-di-da-da-da, lad-da-di-da."

"Up from the sea we rise, up to the world of skies. There's never been, not ever before, a child born of sea and shore." Feliciano carefully took the vessel from Ludwig's pouch and slipped it into his own. The vessel baring twins had taken a little longer than Arthur's to hatch but he had a feeling that it would hatch soon. Ludwig wrapped a protective arm around his love and ushered them slowly towards the surface.

Around them, fellow merfolk swam eagerly, "Up from the sea we rise. Up to the world of skies. Forever to be, together as one, under the sea and under the sun." The passengers on board the ship watched excitedly as merfolk popped out of the water to great them. Roderich caught Elizabeta's eye and winked before melting at the sight of his charge's son.

Arthur motioned to his fellow merfolk, "This is your world my darling; one world the land and sea. My hope for you for always," Peter clung to his father's shirt and cooed happily when the merman nuzzled against his head, "is that your heart will hold part of me." He looked up again when trumpets cued the merfolk to make way. The royal guard emerged, their golden sheened swords touching the ones opposite of them delicately before separating as the Sea King and the Sea Princes rose up from the water.

"Down to the sea we go," sang those on the ship.

"Up from the sea we rise." Enchanting tenor voices escaped from the Sea Princes as their oldest brother summoned a pillar of water to raise him to their youngest and nephew. Robert ran a wet hand over Peter's hair, gently cupping the baby's ruddy cheek.

"Down to the world we know!" Peter grabbed his uncle's hand and giggled, his blue tail flipping up and down in excitement of seeing one like him.

"Up to the world of skies!"

Their voices blended into a beautiful harmony as both merfolk and those from the surface sang together in honor of their baby prince. "Together we come, forever to be, under one sun. The land and the sea!" Grinning when the baby smiled at him, Robert sent a beam of energy through the air that left behind a trail of color in its wake.

Alfred and Arthur blushed from all the compliments and congratulations but couldn't be prouder of their little bundle. Their baby clapped in joy and tried to reach out for one of the blue petals that rained upon them. Alfred caught one for him and tickled his little nose with the tip before placing it on his hair. The blue eyed prince looked over the rail of his ship to wave at Ludwig, "Is there any way we can get them up here too?"

"I'm sorry, dear," said Arthur sadly. "As much as I would love to hug Feli myself, he has to stay in the water. The vessel is already accustomed to that water temperature and taking them out would risk complications."

"Aw." Alfred looked at his friends apologetically.

Robert chuckled, "Don't worry, lad. You and Arthur will be joining them soon enough." He shook his head in amusement when he caught sight of Arthur elbowing his brother in law in the rib to keep him from jumping up in down in excitement. "My precious Peter," feeling around in his own pouch, he pulled out a golden shell by its chain, "I'm giving you this locket so that you'll always remember that part of your heart will always belong to the sea."

Peter watched as a bubble of water encasing a miniature version of Atlantica appeared when his uncle opened the locket. Two miniature twin mermen chased each other playfully while three others watched with gleeful grins; they turned to face Peter and offered a wave before chasing each other again. Robert closed it, "You have no idea how long it took Lukas to make this. Your brothers were acting like a bunch of ninnies, 'oh but our hair doesn't look right' 'does this arm band make my arms look fat'," he mocked with a laugh. "Murphy was probably the worst of the bunch."

Arthur chuckled, "He always-" The merprince gasped when a tentacle reached out from the water and wrapped itself around Peter to yank him out of his father's grasp. "Peter!"

Everyone watched in horror as Peter was dragged away from the ship and kept in a tight grasp in the black tentacle. Cruel feminine giggles turned into cackles when Natalya raised the rest of her body from the water. "Hello, comrades," she hissed venomously.

Alfred chewed his lip, a habit the merman learned he did when he was furious. "Arthur, who is that?" His blue eyes followed his son's movements carefully, one hand on the handle of his sword. Beside him Matthew was calculating whether the use of their cannons would harm his nephew if used on this sea witch.

"That, dear, is Ivan's other crazy sister. Natalya," said Arthur stiffly. His hands were fisted and his eye brows knitted in anger.

"It warms my heart to hear that you remember me, Prince Arthur." Natalya looked around as she climbed up the side of the ship, "Do you like my new look? I followed Big Brother's spell to the very last minuscule detail." She lifted the tentacle that held Peter to her face, "Is this a party? Why was I not invited?"

With a hand clenching his glowing Trident almost painfully, Robert gritted his teeth in anger. "Natalya," he growled quietly, "Surrender the baby or I'll-"

"Tsk. Tsk. Robert." Natalya nuzzled her cheek against Peter's before placing a sweet kiss on his pale flesh, "That temper of yours is going to be your undoing one of these days, your majesty. Or theirs." She motioned to the humans on board the ship then at the darkening skies that usually followed Robert's anger. Giggling again when Robert's eyes narrowed she bounced Peter up and down much to the baby's joy. "You know, I think Arthur was about his age when Ivan first held him. I bet he and my sister would've loved to be here to hold the next generation but something came up." Bringing another tentacle rub her chin in thought, "Now what was it… ah, yes. You guys shish kabobed one and vaporized the other!" She feigned ignorance when she noticed Elizabeta come from behind her, "One moment you're on top of the world the next you're fish bait." Turning around she grabbed the Hungarian by her throat, "Now is that fair, dearie, I ask you?"

"Let her go," cried Roderich as he tried to climb onto the ship.

Tossing Elizabeta aside, the mermaid narrowed her only eye at Arthur, smirking at his look of desperation, and then focused her attention on Feliciano, her eye lowering to his belly. When she saw Ludwig hold his husband protectively her smirk grew devilish. She climbed up further up onto the ship and wrapped her tentacles around the mast, "What do you say little one?" She balanced Peter by the tip of her tentacle, "An eye for an eye seems fair, right? Oh, Damien!" Natalya didn't even bother to conceal the pleasure she derived from Feliciano and Arthur's gasp when they heard his name.

Merfolk and sea creatures alike felt the scales of their tail tingle in warning. Something dangerous was lurking in the water. Kyle turned around and cried out, "Shark!" Parents took their children in their arms and cowered behind the guards. Emma felt her self being lifted by her husband while she held onto Willem, their son. The infant merman looking alarmed at the sight of the monstrous great white.

Damien relished in the panicked screams he induced by his sheer presence, "Make way, little mershrimp," he growled, "I'm coming through!" He stopped when he smelled Feliciano and turned to look at him, then at his swollen abdomen. 'So the merbrat is carrying a child is he?' he thought to himself, ' I've never had one still inside a vessel. Wonder what they it'll…' he paused and sniffed the water before grinning toothily, 'not just one. Two! Oh, this is just too good.' Damien changed course and stalked the auburn haired merman instead. "Oh, how cute." The merman chuckled darkly when he saw the five Sea Princes from a protective circle around Feli. "You merprinces really think you can take me on?"

"Damien," snapped Natalya. "Forget him. I have something far more delicious for you…darling."

"Of course, Mistress." The great white stopped stalking and turned to the mermaid with his mouth open, his eyes not leaving the mouthwatering morsel in Natalya's tentacle.

"No," whispered Arthur. He and Alfred watched in horror as the mermaid clad in black seashells and tentacles dangled their precious Peter a few feet above of the shark's waiting mouth.

Natalya tightened her grip on the baby's white gown and turned to Robert, "Hand over the Trident or your darling nephew will be brunch." Peter began to whimper, his baby scales tingling in warning.

The Sea King lowered his Trident, his emerald orbs followed every movement the tentacle holding Peter made., "You can have anything you want. Just, please, don't harm little Peter."

Seeming pleased with the response, the platinum blonde mermaid retracted her appendage. "Well, well. This is a surprise. I told Natasha and Ivan you would do as he wanted if he just asked nicely. Then again, I suppose he was one for theatrics." Wiping a nostalgic tear from her eye, Natalya made her way closer to Robert. "No, matter. I get the Trident, avenge my poor unfortunate siblings, and become the new ruler of the oceans. I must say, this isn't such a bad morning. Don't you agree, Little one?" The mermaid tossed Peter up and caught him again in her tentacle before running clammy hand through his golden hair.

"Dude, just shut up and give me my son back!" Alfred pulled out his sword and cut through the rope holding up the bowsprit. The massive wooden beam swiveled around and knocked her off the ship's rail.

"Peter!" Arthur jumped after Natasha and used the blade Christian gave him as a wedding gift to slice through the tentacle wrapped around his baby.

The mermaid gave a pained hiss as her tentacles disappeared, leaving in their wake her tail, then fin torn in half. "Damien!"

"Way ahead of you, Mistress." The shark charged towards Arthur but was quickly shrunk down by a blast from the Trident. It took a moment for Damien to realize what happened to his body. "What the…Holy Poseidon!" Shocking himself back into a merman he flailed in the water, "What have you done to me?! Look at me! I've chibified!"

Growling in anger, Natalya allowed her other two henchmen to help her swim away, "This isn't over Robert. Not by a long shot; I will have my revenge!" Damien followed after them.

The red headed King furrowed his bushy red brows, "After her!"

Natalya pulled out a sea conch and smashed it, creating a dark vortex around herself and her stingrays, "You'll never find me," she said in a sing-song voice. "But I'll find you and your precious nephew!" The guards tried to follow the group into the vortex but it disappeared along with their targets.

"We will not rest until that madwoman is vanquished," growled Robert. The people on the ship looked over to the sea king with wide eyes as the sky turned even darker and lightning weaved through the clouds. Alfred was helping his husband back onto the ship when he heard a violent crack of thunder, his son whimpering at the sudden change of moods. "Find her. Find her!"

It was well past supper when Robert rose to the surface waters in his brother's back yard. Arthur pulled away from Feli's arms and ran to his brother in hopes of good news. However, the sea king had dark circles under his eyes that made him look years older than he truly was. That look alone was enough for Arthur to know that they had not succeeded in finding Natalya.

"I'm sorry, Artie," murmured Robert sadly. "We've looked everywhere, including that cave you told us about, but there is no sign of Natalya or her people." He took Arthur's hand in his when he saw that he broke eye contact, "We'll keep trying, little brother."

"No, little one." Arthur tugged his hand away from his brother's to pick up Peter as the child tried to drag himself closer to the water. "We have to keep, him away from the water. Until that wretched woman is found, Peter won't be going into the sea…and neither will I."

"What?"

Arthur sighed sadly, "I cannot risk my husband's or child's lives. If she's only half the kind of mermaid her sister was or powerful as her brother, Natalya will not stop. What's worse is that she knows what we did which makes her all the more tenacious." Shaking his head with resolution, he slipped off the locket from Peter's neck, "Peter can't know about merpeople or Atlantica or even…or even you Bobby."

Robert ran a hand through his hair before taking the locket, "We can protect you, Arthur. Your brothers and I…this is what we are here for, to protect you. Feli," he turned to the Italian merman, "Feli, tell him! Ludwig has been doing an excellent job training our guards and-"

"Big brother, please. Please don't make this harder than it needs to be." Arthur walked up to his brother and pulled him in for a hug. "Please, understand.

The sea king sighed in defeat, "I do…I just wish there was another way." He returned the embrace, mindful of his nephew between their bodies. He chuckled weakly when Peter reached out and tugged on his red hair, "Oi, Laddie, you be good to your papa, yeah?" Robert took his nephew and hugged as tightly as he could without hurting him. "I'm going to miss you and your father," he murmured to the baby. "Are you positive about this, Arthur?"

"I am." Arthur watched as his brother tapped the tip of his Trident against his son's tail. After the golden glow disappeared two chubby legs were left in its wake. Peter kicked them happily.

"Should I erase…his memory as well?"

"That won't be necessary, dude," Alfred took his son back, "He's just a baby. I doubt he'll remember any of this."

"Feli?" The blonde merman turned to look at his best friend, "Feli what are you and Ludwig going to do?"

Feli bit his lip and turned to his husband, "Luddy?"

"I'll do whatever you want us to do, Liebling." Ludwig placed a hand on his merman's pouch, "If you want to stay in Atlantica we can. I promise that I won't let any harm to our children."

"But what about your family up here?"

"We can see them in the summer when they go to the summer villa."

"Ve~" Feliciano looked at the water in thought, his tail flickering up and down. "We will discuss this some more later. Our bambini still need to hatch. But , Arthur, remember what I told you. No matter what happens, I'll always be there for you." He tugged at his half of the seashell on his bracelet and offered a smile.

Arthur nodded and showed him his half around his neck before giving his friend one last hug. "Good bye, old chap. Perhaps one day we will pick up where we left off and all three of us can join you guys in Atlantica." He turned to give his brother another hug as well, "I love you, Bobby."

"And I you, little brother." Robert watched as Arthur turned to leave with his husband and child before poking at Roderich. The dark tailed merman had gone with Elizabeta to make sure she was alright and had only just come back to join them. "I need you to do me a favor, Roddy." Roderich stopped fiddling with his glasses and stared at his longtime friend. Oh…oh no. Not again. His stomach twitched with nervous anticipation for what Robert was going to ask of him, though he had a strong feeling he already knew. "I need you to keep an eye on Peter."

Roderich's lips formed a thin line but he nodded stiffly. Of course. Why not? After all he did such an excellent job with his last two charges.

The sea king looked at his brother one last time; Peter gave him a tiny wave from over Alfred's shoulder, making Robert smile sadly. He brought the locket up to his face before tossing it into the water and made his way back home with Feli and Ludwig.

I'm not particularly proud of this chapter. I think my writing is slipping T_T Then again, I'll probably go back and reread it once it's posted and all cleaned up and fall in love with it as I do with almost all my chapters. A big thanks to all of you who have added this story to their favorites and to their alert list =3 I honestly wish that my new story Love Has No Recipe got as much love as this one did...or any other ones for that matter. *sigh* Anyway don't forget to vote for the next Disneytalia story you will like to see after this one on my poll. Have a great Thanksgiving, or if you don't celebrate it then have a great Thursday ^_^

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