A couple days later, at around noon, Germany was standing in the kitchen doorway, watching Italy in amazement. The Italian was happily eating a bowl of gelato, while also randomly cooking up a pot of pasta. The phone rang and Prussia came running up from his room in the basement and quickly answered it. He listened for a moment, said "Wait a sec." and looked at his brother.
"West, it's the doctor's office. They want to talk to you, and they sure picked an unawesome time to call. I just managed to get Herbert down for his nap, and now he might wake up and never go back down." Prussia said, obviously very annoyed. Germany walked over and took the phone from his brother.
"Hallo?" Germany asked
"Hello, is this Feliciano's friend Ludwig?" asked a voice on the other end of the line. The voice was clearly that of a woman, so Germany assumed it was a secretary, or a nurse.
"Ja..." Germany replied.
"This is the clinic, Feliciano's test results are in. Could you let him know and come down here so the doctor can tell you the results?" asked the secretary pleasantly.
"Ja, sure. I'll bring him down in maybe an hour."
"Thank you Ludwig. We'll see you soon. Bye."
Germany hung up the phone and turned back to Italy. He didn't see the smaller man. Germany walked further into the kitchen, trying to locate the Italian. Suddenly a pair of arms wrapped around his waist and a pair of lips found themselves on his neck. Germany jumped a little bit, but then turned and saw Italy kissing him. Germany let out a sigh and gingerly removed the Italian from himself. Germany turned the Italian to look at him.
"Italy, your test results came in, so you need to get ready to go to the doctor's." Germany said, locking his blue eyes on Italy's light brown ones. Italy let out a sigh.
"~Ve. Give me a minute. I want to eat my pasta before I go." Italy started heading back toward the kitchen. Germany gave a confused look.
"Italy, you just had a huge bowl of gelato. You're going to make yourself sick." Germany said putting a hand against the side of his head.
"~Ve! I'm so hungry though! I can't stop eating! ~ve!" Italy said as he piled pasta onto a plate, then shoveled it into his face. After Italy finished his pasta, Germany got him ready and they went back up to the clinic.
About an hour later, just like Germany had arranged, he and Italy were back in the examining room. Italy was nervous, but not nearly as shaky as before. He was mostly worried about the test results revealing that he had some sort of horrible disease. Germany was also worried about the test results, but only for the health and welfare of his friend. The doctor walked into the room. He looked at Italy and smiled.
"Well, it's an unexplainable miracle, but Feliciano is expecting a baby." The doctor announced looking at his clipboard with a smile.
Germany's jaw dropped. "V-vhat?! Feli is pregnant?!" he asked in shock.
The doctor nodded. "Yes, the test results came back, and they were identical to what they would look like if they belonged to a pregnant woman." He said.
"Are you sure you didn't confuse Feli's test results with that of a woman who may actually be pregnant?" Germany asked, finding it impossible to believe that Italy had managed to get pregnant.
"No, Feli's is the only sample I've sent up in the last week, so there was no denying that it was his." the doctor replied. "Besides, your friend's symptoms also fit pregnancy to a T. The morning sickness, the increased apatite, the mood swings, and the sleeping, all mean that without a doubt that Feliciano is pregnant." The doctor paused in thought for a moment. "You know, this isn't the first time this has happened either. I've read a few medical journals about a man named Arthur Kirkland who has had about four kids by this point." he continued.
There was a smile glued to Italy's face. "~Ve! Luddy! I'm going to have a bambino! Our bambino! ~Ve! I'm so happy!" Italy started ranting, hugging Germany tightly. Germany blushed a deep shade of red.
"I made you some appointments with other doctors who are more certified to help you with your pregnancy. Here's a card with the times and dates. Congratulations!" the doctor said handing Germany a card. He also handed Germany a prescription. "These are prenatal vitamins and something to help with the morning sickness. As long as Feliciano follows the prescription, he shouldn't throw up nearly as much."
Germany thanked the doctor, and he led Italy from the room. Italy was mostly hanging off of his arm anyway, so the task itself was easy. Italy was excitedly ranting all the way to the car. "~Ve! Doitsu, I can't wait to have our baby! We need to get a room set up, and buy a crib, and baby clothes, and cute fluffy things! ~Ve! I can't wait to be a mother." Italy continued to rant until Germany stopped him when they got in the car. Germany started to drive home, and then gave Italy a look.
"Italy, I'm flattered that you think that it's my baby, but I don't ever remember having had sex with you..." Germany said very confused. Italy looked back at Germany.
"~Ve? You don't remember that night during the really bad thunderstorm with the tornado warning a couple months ago? You were being so nice, and loving and- wait a minute, you may actually have been pretty drunk..." Italy tried to recall how it had happened.
*Flashback*
It was a stormy May night. The rain was really coming down and it was thundering. Italy had been frightened by the storm, so he went running to Germany's house, just to find out he wasn't there. Italy had run up to Germany's room, climbed onto the bed. A loud rumble of thunder boomed. Italy let out a scared yelp.
"~Ve! I hate thunderstorms!" Italy cried as he ducked under the covers on the bed. The door to Germany's room slowly opened. A drunken German stumbled into the room.
"I-*hic* Italy? Are you in here? I called you're house to make sure you vere OK, but *hic* your bruder said that you were here. I know you hate storms, so *hic* it's OK if you're scared." the Germany slurred. Italy's head popped out from under the blanket. Germany smiled and made his way over to the scared Italian. He sat on the edge of the bed. Italy let out a happy "~Ve" and crawled over to Germany and hugged him. Much to Italy's surprise, Germany pulled Italy closer and started cuddling back. Germany then started kissing the Italian's neck. Italy let out a gasp.
"~Ve! Doitsu? What's gotten into you? You're not usually this affectionate, especially not like this! I don't mind though." Italy blushed "I really do like you, Doitsu." Germany responded to this by pulling the Italian into a deep kiss. Italy fell into the kiss and kissed back, but let out another gasp as Germany lightly tugged his curl. "~Ve! Doitsu! P-please don't do that!" Italy gasped. A low tornado warning went off across town. Italy let out a scared "~ve" and cuddled closer against Germany
"~Ve! Doitsu! That was a tornado warning! I don't want to die!" Italy cried into Germany's shoulder. A grin spread across Germany's face. He gave Italy's curl another light tug, then quickly kissed the Italian's lips.
"I know a good vay to keep your mind off the storm." Germany said. He kissed Italy's lips and climbed on top of the Italian.
*End Flashback*
"And then you-" Italy went to continue describing the situation, but Germany cut him off.
"I get the picture. I really wish I could have remembered that." Germany thought a moment. "I kind of find it hard to believe that you let me get away with that, actually."
Italy gave Germany a slightly sad look. "~Ve? You mean you wouldn't have done that if you weren't drunk? That you wouldn't have wanted me to let you do that?"
Germany gulped and replied quickly. "Nein, it's not that Italy. It's just that if I had been sober it vould have just meant more, and would have been nicer."
Italy seemed to be OK with that response. Germany tried to remember the night, but all he had were vague memories of waking up next to Italy naked the next morning. He had shaken it off as it being due to the humid weather during the storm, and hadn't thought much more about it. They had reached Germany's house. Germany looked at Italy. "Vell, I'm going to drop you off here. You probably vant to tell everybody the news, and I have to get your prescriptions filled. Don't vorry to much, I'll be back vithin the hour, hopefully." Germany said as he pulled into the driveway. Italy climbed out of the car. He walked up onto Germany's porch and waved as Germany left.
"~Ve! Hurry back Doitsu! We have a lot to plan out now!" Italy smiled happily as he waved frantically. Italy turned and went in the house, very excited to tell everyone how he was carrying Germany's baby.
Italy walked into the house and spotted Prussia in the living room, playing with Herbert the couch. Prussia heard the Italian and looked up. "Hey, where's mein not awesome bruder at?" Prussia asked when he noticed Italy was alone. Herbert grabbed Prussia's nose with his tiny hand. Italy giggled at the sight. He regained his composure.
"~Ve. Doitsu's getting my prescriptions filled. The doctor said as long as I took them, it should help with the puking." Italy said, walking into the living room.
"So, what was wrong with you, Italia?" Prussia asked as the Italian sat down next to him. He pulled Herbert's hand off his nose.
"~Ve! You were around England when he was pregnant, weren't you? I was thinking that maybe you knew I was pregnant from the symptoms, but since you didn't mention anything I guess you didn't know..." Italy said excitedly and hard to understand. Prussia looked at Italy and held up a hand.
"Wait, run that by me again?" Prussia asked.
Italy giggled. "~Ve! I'm pregnant with Doitsu's baby!" Italy said smiling widely.
Prussia set Herbert on the seat next to him. The baby let out an unhappy sound. Prussia looked back at the Italian. "Wait, are you telling me that you and West actually DID IT at some point?" he asked. The Italian man nodded. "That's totally awesome! I'm going to have a nichte or neffe in a few months!" Prussia said excitedly.
Italy picked up Herbert and smiled. "~Ve! I know! I'm so excited! I can't wait, Prussia!" Italy said glancing at the albino with a smile. Italy looked at Herbert. "~Ve! Bambino, you're going to have a cugino in around 8 months!" Italy said cuddling the baby. Herbert giggled and grabbed a chunk of Italy's hair. "Ouch! I really hope the baby doesn't get my curl." Italy said untangling Herbert's fingers from his hair. "With Herbert's hair pulling, it could end badly..." Once Herbert's hand was out of Italy's hair, the blond baby started crying. Italy let out a scared "~Ve!" and handed the baby back to his father.
Just then, the front door slowly swung open, and Germany came in carrying a pile of books in his arms, and a pharmacy bag in his teeth. Italy turned and saw this. He let out a giggle as he got up from the couch and skipped over to the German. He gingerly took the bag from the German's teeth.
"Danke, Italy." Germany smiled. "You vouldn't believe how many veird looks I got at ze pharmacy. I guess it's not everyday they fill out a prescription like this for a man..." Germany blushed thinking about it. Italy looked at the books in Germany's arms.
"~Ve? What are all these books Doitsu?" Italy asked, looking up into the German's face.
Germany blushed again. "Vell, you know how I like to learn everything I can with books, so I vent to the bookstore and picked up every book on pregnancy I could find." Germany set the pile down on a table next to the stairs. Germany's face straightened out. "I started reading one of them, and it said that caffine and really hot showers vere bad. I'm going to have to monitor your diet and behaviors for a vhile." Germany said, trying not to sound too strict.
Italy frowned. "~Ve? Pasta's still ok, right? I don't think I could live without being able to eat pasta!" A look of terror spread across Italy's face. "~Ve! Doitsu! Don't take away my pasta!" Italy started crying. Germany awkwardly tried to calm the crying Italian by hugging him. Prussia got up and walked into the hall. He gave the two men a look.
"Geez, West! What did you do to Italy?" Prussia asked looking at the crying Italian. " I mean OTHER than knocking him up..." Prussia grinned.
Germany glared at his brother for a moment. "I didn't do anything to him. I just told him that I vas going to watch his diet and he started freaking out." Germany looked down at the Italian in his arms. "Italy, you can still have pasta. There's nothing wrong with pasta, as long as you don't put anything spicy in it."
Italy stopped crying and smiled at Germany. "~Ve! That's good. I can't survive without pasta!" a thought came into Italy's head. "~Ve! I still haven't called my fratello to tell him the news! ~Ve! I'm going to call everyone and tell them the news!" Italy skipped off to find the phone.
The two German men just stood in the hallway and stared in confusion after Italy. "That was just weird!" Prussia said scratching his head. The yellow bird in his white hair pecked at his finger. "Oh, sorry Gilbird... I forgot your awesomeness was there." Prussia turned to his brother and grinned. "I didn't know you had it in you, West. I mean, how can my so not awesome bruder be the father to a currently unborn baby?" Prussia put a hand on his brother's shoulder. He teared up a little bit. "West, you have proved your awesomeness, and for that I am quite proud of you."
Germany blushed, he was mostly at a loss for words. "D-danke bruder." Germany managed to choke out. Prussia continued to talk.
"Kesesesese, now you can't say things like Herbert was an unplanned accident, because in a few months, you'll have your own accident to deal with." Prussia laughed.
Suddenly a loud banging was heard on the door. It was hard enough to cause the door to rattle in its frame. On the other side of the door, a loud angry voice could be heard. "YOU DAMN POTATO BASTARD! OPEN UP THIS DOOR SO I CAN-a KILL YOU!" It was Italy's older brother, Romano.