I am so sorry for my long absence everyone! It was the end of the semester and Physics was kicking my butt. I'm all done now with the Spring semester so updates should be much more frequent :) Thank you all for your patience and continued support!

Sakura02: Ha, I actually did figure out a semi-plot for a story and a way to work in emo moments XD

Miss Snicket McGidgette: Arktos translates to northern/bear

Thanks: Darkness Revolution, Lotrfan1232, QueenOfBeasts, Hannah, Yami Mizuna, and EliteKessu for reviewing!

Germany groaned as he heard loud, insistent banging at his door. He did his best to ignore it, hoping whoever was there would give up and go away. After five more minutes of continual banging, Germany snarled and flew from his bed, ready to give whoever what was at his door a piece of his mind. He blinked against the bright sunlight and was startled when he felt something shoved into his arms.

"Good morning!" America grinned.

"What are you doing here?" Germany grouched. He blinked as whatever was in his arms began moving. He looked down and came face to face with Arktos, whom was looking up at him curiously.

America's grin never faltered. "I have some things to do today so I need you to watch Arktos for me! I'll see you later!" America ran off before Germany had a chance to protest.

Germany opened and closed his mouth a few times before sighing and looking down at the toddler in his arms. Arktos was still staring at him with that same curious, wide eyed look. "I suppose I can't leave you outside…" Germany sighed reluctantly before going back into his house.

Unsure of what to do with the child, Germany sat Arktos down on the floor. He crouched down in front of Arktos and jabbed a finger at him. "Now, you listen here. I'm not like that punk that just left you. You better listen to me or there will be consequences!"

Arktos blinked, crossing his eyes to stare at Germany's finger. He reached up and latched onto Germany's finger with his two tiny ones, a bright smile on his chubby face. "'Ermany."

Germany blinked, taken aback by the clearly happy face Arktos had. He sighed and picked the little country up. "Well, I suppose I should do something to keep you out of trouble." He swayed back and forth on his heels, trying to think of something that would entertain the small child. He had no clue what children liked to do though! He was shaken from his thoughts as Arktos was furiously struggling in his grasp, the small baby flailing his arms around frantically. Germany looked up to see what Arktos was trying so desperately to reach and was surprised that Arktos was reaching for the freshly baked cookies Germany had just baked. "I don't think babies are allowed to eat cookies…"

Arktos pouted up at Germany. "'ookie!" He moved his hands in the air in a stirring motion. "'ookie!" He repeated.

Germany raised an eyebrow. "You want to make cookies?" When Arktos nodded excitedly, Germany sighed. "All right." As he walked with Arktos into the kitchen, he had a sinking feeling he'd regret this decision.

"No, Arktos! Get that out of your mouth!" Germany shouted, trying to pull the stirring spoon out of Arktos's mouth.

Arktos glared stubbornly at Germany, his tiny hands clutching tightly to the spoon. He liked the cookie batter and he'd be damned if he let Germany take the spoon away from him.

Finally, Germany managed to yank the spoon from Arktos's mouth. His smirk of triumph quickly disappeared as Arktos's face scrunched up and the little baby began howling at the top of his lungs. "Stop!"

"Mine!" Was the only coherent word Arktos managed to blubber out as he reached desperately for the spoon. His eyes lit up in delight as Germany shoved the spoon back in his hand. Arktos happily stuck the spoon in his mouth while Germany stomped over to the oven to check on the cookies.

Germany peered into the oven, decided the cookies need a few more minutes, and then decided to inspect the damage done to his kitchen. The counter was completely covered in flour, sugar, and egg yolks. Arktos's attempts at 'helping' had ended rather horribly and Germany was not looking forward to cleaning the mess up.

He blinked when he felt Arktos tugging impatiently at his pant leg. He looked down only to find Arktos holding up the spoon. "What?"

Arktos tilted his head to the side. "I share?" He asked.

Germany stared at the little baby clinging to his pant leg before smiling. He knelt down and patted Arktos's head. "Thank you, Arktos."

Arktos grinned as Germany took the spoon from him. He didn't notice Germany promptly put the spoon in the sink to be washed. "I share!" He perked up as the timer Germany had set went off. "'ookie!"

Germany nudged Arktos out of the way with his foot, making the little baby slide across the floor and away from the oven. "Stay. You don't touch the oven, do you understand?"

Arktos nodded rapidly, scooting himself a few inches further away from the oven. "No o'en."

Satisfied, Germany pulled the cookies out of the oven and placed them on a cooling rack. "You can't have one yet. They need to cool. What do you…" Germany turned around, only to find Arktos curled up on the floor, sound asleep. He sighed and picked the little baby up. He carried the small boy upstairs to his room and gently tucked him in. Germany cracked a small smile as Arktos curled up into a tight ball. "Sleep well, Little One."

An hour later, America returned. Germany went upstairs and retrieved the still sleeping Arktos from his room. Before America left, Germany wrapped some of the cookies in a small bag for Arktos to take home.

America grinned. "Thanks for watching him!" He turned around and began walking away.

Slowly, the motion woke Arktos up. He blinked open sleepy eyes. He smiled when he saw it was America carrying him. He looked over America's shoulder and saw Germany standing in the doorway. With a sleepy smile, Arktos waved at him. "Bye-bye, 'Ermany." He then rested his head on America's shoulder and went back to sleep, missing Germany waving back at him.