" Doitsuuuuu! The last guests are heeeeere! " Italy chirped from the living room, but he didnt mind to get up and get the door. Standing was a pain on these swollen ankles, so he happily remained on the couch surrounded by others. Germany came from the hallway, glancing to the bright yellow Ferrari outside. Oh no... the one he hoped he didnt have to open the door for. But the doorbell rang, and he did so without joy. There stood a fuming Romano, giving Germany a dirty look.
But in his arms was a fluffy pink teddy bear. Shoving it into the blonde's arms he muttered. " Congratulations. " He then spotted his fat brother, and went to his side. Behind him was Spain with a smaller pink box. He grinned and waved to Germany before coming in the house, shutting the door himself. " Shoo, hot out there. Here! I thought she would like this. It's a baby bracelet, you put it on her wrist so you know she's yours at the hospital. I didnt know her name so I just put ' A Miracle ' on it. Who else is here? "
Doitsu looked up to the rest of the group and motioned to them all. Austria and Hungary sat by the window, speaking to each other. Prussia was already chowing down on cake and pulled pork sandwiches, Gilbird on his lap pecking at a cracker. Poland was sitting on the right of Italy, talking to him about the cake. Now Romano joined his brother's left side and they shared a big hug. Italy looked so happy to see the rude little... Germany then looked to Spain, taking the present from him. " I'll put this in the pile. Thank you. "
Poor Germany still looked exhausted from those sleepless nights, and now that the baby was coming soon he was extremely nervous. Not to mention excited beyond all reason. The present was set amongst the others, and he went into the kitchen. There Japan rushed with the food, trying to please all of the guests. Ham slices, lettuce, mayo, all lined up like a system. Doitsu set a hand on his shoulder, making the Asian jump somewhat before turning. " G-Germany-san... you frightened me. " Germany turned him to face him, setting both hands on his shoulders. " Thank you, for everything Kiku. Please, go relax and have some cake. These sandwiches will feed everyone. " Kiku glared softly. " Your brother already ate a whole platter. By himself. "
Italy lounged back on the couch while the two spoke in the kitchen, letting Poland pet that round belly. Ugh... 40 weeks pregnant. Full term and ready to pop. He could tell the little girl barely had any room to wiggle around in anymore, for mainly she was trying to stretch her surroundings out with no such luck. The kicks she did manage were strong though. Definitely Doitsu's baby. Red color was constantly in his cheeks. Oh yes... birth was around the corner, or more like C-section. The Polish nation was awestruck at how Italy would ruin his body like this!
It was Romano who caught sight of the shadow that was coming up the driveway. Tall, and in his arms a big box. He recognized the white hair and scarf as Russia, but didnt know the whole story behind Feliciano's pregnancy. So he didnt say anything. Italy turned to talk to his brother as Poland stood up to get another drink. " Brother! Ve~, Im so happy you could come! " Romano blushed somewhat, glaring. " I came for you and the baby. You know that. " He glanced down from Italy's face to the round tummy in front of him. Italy nodded, and he extended a hand to lightly touch the belly. He then snapped his hand back and grumbled. " Where's the food. Im hungry. "
Austria and Hungary went quiet as they finally saw Russia coming to the door, and looked back to Italy. Why was he here? hey thought only close friends and family were allowed to come. Hungary was the one to speak, of course, Austria sipping on his pop. " Italy, when did you invite Ivan...? " Feliciano gave them a confused look... before there was a knock at the door. His face paled a great deal, and he tried to get up quickly. Didnt work too well, and winced as he just sort of flopped back down. " DOITSU! "
Everyone in the kitchen's eyes went up to the doorway. Germany instantly dropped the plate of sandwiches and ran out, Japan and Poland following him. Doitsu's face was a weird mix of red and white, jaw somewhat open. Was it time? But Italy's eyes were wide, looking to the door as the knob turned. Doitsu reached into his pants, where he had been hiding a gun holdster for a while now. Pulling out a small black model, it focused on the door as it swung open. There stood that vodka-guzzler, smiling brightly. " Happy baby shower everyone! " Austria and Hungary stood as they saw the gun, and Prussia glanced between the two of them. With a full mouth he hollered out. " WHY DIDNT ANYONE TELL ME, I WOULD HAVE BROUGHT MINE! "
Russia looked to Germany, and motioned with a hand. " Put the gun down, da? I am here to celebrate a new life. " Germany snarled like a rabid dog, and cocked the gun. " You'll turn the fuck around and run, if you know what's good for you. " Russia only chuckled, gently setting down his box. He pulled the white ribbon on the top, and the box's pink sides fell. Inside was a giant wooden nesting doll, painted all pretty in green, yellow, and red paints. " I thought she would like this. It is genuine pinewood, and the paint is lead free. "
Italy stood now, slowly so he didnt end up on his rump again. Russia's eyes snapped to the smaller country, and the hatred was clear on his face. His smile got bigger and eyes narrowed as Feliciano waddled closer. Germany quickly barked, his hair slowly coming out of place on his slicked-back head. " ITALY, GET WITH PRUSSIA NOW! " But Feli muttered to the Russian. " Ivan... Thank you for the present. And for the chance for Doitsu and I to have a family. " And he reached into the back pocket of his pants to bear a thin silver chain. On this chain there was a pendant, and this pendant was a sunflower. " I'm sorry for hurting something important to you... I really am. "
The Russian's purple eyes widened, keeping the stone cold smile on his face. A hand extended for the chain, and Italy placed it into his palm. Ivan then took the chain between two gloved fingers and held the necklace up. " Feliciano... thank you. " And he reached up to slide the chain over his head, dropping the pendant onto his chest. Italy smiled, both hands on that wide stomach. Ivan looked up to Germany, and bow his head slightly in respect. " You can put the gun away, Ludwig. " And he extended a hand to Italy. The Italian, looking as bright and cheery as ever, extended his hand to meet with Ivan's. But he was met with a cruel grasp on his wrist and a hard yank.
Feli cried out as he was pulled into Russia's chest, and then pinned to his body. In this move Ivan pulled out his own gun from below the tan coat, nuzzling the barrel to Italy's temple. Prussia growled along with his brother, and Hungary snarled her own pearly whites. Austria sat calmly, sipping his tea. Italy began to cry quietly, and Ivan giggled. " Oh shut up. You have nothing to cry about. I'm just gonna give you a little gift. Open your mouth. " Germany took a step closer, and Ivan bore his own teeth now. " Take another step and both of them die, you idiot... " Feliciano sobbed softly, and the room fell into silence aside from that.
Ivan looked over the crowd, before back down to Italy. " Now... if you would like to get away from me with your brain intact, open your big mouth. " Germany wanted to speak, but he wasnt going to risk anyone's life. Gun remained aimed at his that empty Russian head. Italy slowly opened his mouth, still wailing softly. Russia's arm squeezed tighter around their daughter as he moved the gun from his head to his mouth. Instantly Italy bucked his head back, trying to spit it out. A single white bead fell from the muzzle into his mouth, and he dropped the gun to place the hand over Italy's lips and nose. " Swallow. Dont chew. "
Germany then decided it was time to pounce. He fired the gun at Ivan's head with point blank accuracy. The only reason he missed was because Italy drove an elbow into the Russian's stomach. Ivan bent somewhat with a grunt, and the bullet drove into the wood of the door. Both Prussia and Germany went after him now, seeing that the gun wasnt real. Russia saw the brothers going after him, and he released Italy from his tight hold. Only to shove him down on the ground. Hard. Gilbert slammed Ivan into the door, trying to keep him in one place to get a bullet in his skull from West.
Ludwig let Gilbert deal with the Russian, Hungary also going in and reaching for that other hand of his. Italy's face was pale and he was panting softly, watching the scene at the door unfold. Tears fell down his cheeks, eyes somewhat red. Germany lightly tapped Italy's face with shaking hand, then gently took his chin. " Feliciano, talk to me... Spit that thing out, is she okay? " He felt the shiver race up Italy's spine, and that tear stained face gasped sharply. Hands went to the sides of his tummy, feeling almost a cramping sensation. He let out a shuddering groan, but no white bead fell onto the floor from his lips. " I-I swallowed it... and, Doitsu, it's time. "