Death Club:Babysitting sucks!
Antarctica was cleaning herself up in the upstairs bathroom at Canada's house when she got the call.
"Hello?"
"Hey Antarctica!"
"Hey Al. What's up?"
"Could you go to Arthur's house next weekend and babysit for us?"
"Sure Alfred. Why Arthur's?"
"We are gonna go out on a date night with him and Feli."
"Feli?"
"Yeah. Him and Arthur started dating... yesterday? Well, whatever. Would you be okay taking care of three little ones?"
"Yeah, sure! I'd be happy to take care of them."
Antarctica was a little frightened for England's safety. What was Italy thinking?
Antarctica finished cleaning up and went to walk out of the house.
She had made the house look impeccably clean, left a fake message on the phone, saying that Matthew was on a business trip.
And she'd buried her favorite uncle in his backyard, under his favorite sugar maple tree.
She buried Gilbert about 12 feet down in the wet earth underneath Matthew's Prairie Circus, Western Lily, and Purple Saxifrage flowerbed.
Matthew had a garden filled with his official Provincial flowers.
And now one of the beds was hiding the love of his life.
She was so tired... It had taken her 3 months of planning after the... incident at the hospital to decide who was next, then devise this elaborate plan.
She had pissed off a hockey player the day before Gilbert went to Matthew's, and he'd slammed the hockey stick into her a few times before she killed him and skipped over to Matthews.
Then she hid in his attic, tried to stay awake and quiet most of the time, and only snuck downstairs for food three times in the week and a half that Gilbert had stayed over.
She was proud of her skills.
She'd acted perfectly.
Now, she just hoped that her fractured left wrist wouldn't cause any problems.
Maybe the kids would go easy on her?
A few days later at England's house, the couples were getting ready.
Antarctica's wrist had thoroughly healed by that point, but still felt fragile and sore.
"Ah! Take care of mi bambinaMimi~"
"I will Feli. Is there a specific food or drink or activity she likes?"
"She likes being read to, pomodori, and soft pasta~"
"Alright."
Antarctica turned to Vietnam and America, who were cooing over the twins, while letting Italy bounce little Mimi on his hip and tell his little bambina to be good for her.
"Is there anything that I need to know about Kary or Jayden?"
"Well, Kary won't touch anything sweet," America began.
"And Jayden will only eat it if is sweet or has lots of butter. They both like being read to," Vietnam added.
"But don't even consider reading a story about heroes. They both hate it like it's a cuss word or something." America pouted and Vietnam continued from where he left off.
"For some reason, they love the darker, more sinister stories. The ones with dark, horrible and sad endings. They appreciate Grimm's stories."
Antarctica nearly snickered at the pure irony. Their kids liked horror stories? Well they had just been born into one.
"Okay. I could make a really great one up! Oh, Feli, how does Mimi react to horror stories?"
Feli looked up at her.
"She likes them ve~" his words were light and cheery, but Antarctica saw something flash through his eyes at the mention of horror.
"Oh! You're so wonderful at making stories up, why don't you record the tall tale so that we can hear it? You could even publish it if it suited your fancy, love." England chimed in.
Antarctica nodded at him and took Jayden from Alfred. "We're gonna have fun, aren't we?" she cooed to the 4-and-a-half-month-old.
Vietnam smiled and hugged her. "Thank you for babysitting the kids for us. We haven't gotten to spend adult alone time with each other in forever! Are you sure you don't want us to pay you?"
She nodded to the nation and set Jayden down for a moment on the soft and baby-safe floor.
"And I promise little Mimi is going to get all the pomadori that she wishes~" Antarctica promised lightly as she took Mimi, nuzzling the dark-brunette haired little girl.
Mimi looked eerily similar to her late father, but had bright red eyes that were beautiful and endearing. Mimi had the same curl, the same hair, the same fondness for tomatoes, and the same fondness for saying naughty words.
No one really knew where the eyes had been inherited from.
"Bastardo~" the little girl squeaked excitedly. It was one of her favorite words so far. It was said in a happy tone, so it was accepted with fondness.
Antarctica set Mimi down next to Jayden and took Kary next. She looked the little girl in her pretty brown eyes and swallowed the lump in her throat. "And you will get all the bitter and salty food that a cute girl like you needs!"
She looked up at the four nations and didn't notice Kary's little hand reach up and grasp her ahoge.
Kary yanked it hard and England had to clap a firm hand on her mouth to muffle the lewd moan.
Antarctica shuddered and panted lightly, looking down at Kary.
She wagged a finger in front of her face and said "Uh-uh~ N-no pulling dear." breathlessly.
Italy and Vietnam giggled at her.
America laughed loudly and clapped a hand down on her shoulder.
"That's my girl!" he shouted, and Kary looked up at her father, before reaching up to her dad's ahoge, and yanked Nantucket down.
England and Antarctica slammed their hands down on Alfred's mouth to muffle a porn-star worthy moan.
Vietnam and Italy were off to the side, laughing so hard that they were clutching their sides from the pain of finding this too funny.
"Good luck Antarcti- mmnn!" England broke off into a load moan when Kary's wandering hands found his nearly-unnoticeable one-maybe-two-strand ahoge and yanked it down too.
Italy and Vietnam were on the ground, laughing their asses off, by now.
"S-stop! T-this is t-too funnyyyyy!" Italy whined through bursts of laughter.
The three blushing and mildly aroused nations glared at the two extremely amused mothers.
"I hope that England fucks you until you can't walk asshole!" Antarctica hissed jokingly.
"Viet~ Would you mind if we went to dinner late? I need to have some alone time with you at that hotel room~"
"Wha? No! NO! NO! NONONONONO!" Vietnam squealed as America picked her up and threw her over his shoulder and going out the door.
England picked Feliciano up bridal style and yelled "America! Hold up! I need to get to the hotel as well!" before following America.
Antarctica chuckled and stood in the door frame, watching them leave. "Have fun!" she called out as they left her at the house, alone.
"Well, they certainly have sexual tension." she murmured to herself as she closed the door and turned to look at the babies.
Oh I have a really quick a/n. Because I know generally nothing about 4-and-a-half-month-old babies, I'm going to say that, for the first year, the babies grow faster than normal babies. I'm going to have it that they all appear to be roughly 3 years old, because I need them to act more mature than a 4-ish month old. So, yeah. Thanks~
It was about 5 o'clock. Antarctica heard a rumble from Jayden and Mimi's stomachs, and decided to feed them dinner.
She went to the neatly stacked tower of pre-prepared dinners and picked the first one up. It was spaghetti, with lots of tomato sauce.
Mimi's, without a doubt.
She picked up the next one and saw a container of sweet mashed potatoes, covered in honey and butter and melted marshmallows.
Jayden's...
Antarctica glanced down at him and held the container up to where he could see it.
"Seriously? You are gonna have so many cavities when you grow up! Lets just hope that you got your Papa's fast metabolism. Otherwise, you'll become a chubby little bambino!"
Antarctica picked up the third container. "Kary's... I guess?"
In the container seemed to be spicy chicken casserole, with the chicken blended into toddler-safe bits.
Antarctica started to heat them all up in the microwave. While each one was in the magical invention from the gods (seriously... microwaves made everything easier!) Antarctica worked through the extremely hard task of getting the kids to sit down in their chairs.
About an hour, 7 dropped spoons, and about all of her patience later, dinner was done.
"Well, I'll give you guys a bath and then I'll read you a story, then I can FINALLY go to bed!" Antarctica said happily, ushering the three new nation-babies to the upstairs bathroom.
She quickly washed the three, getting water everywhere in the process.
"Ehhhhhhh... I'll clean it later." she said, knowing that she would probably leave it for England to clean up anyway.
She took the kids to a big bed which had room for all of them and slightly raised sides.
"Well, I'll tell you all a story and then go to bed~" she informed them, grabbing their little hands.
She felt like she was taking care of 4 or 5 year olds, not 4 and a half month olds.
Antarctica turned the recording section of her phone on and started talking.
Sorry about the following long paragraph... There's not much I can do about it being long, other than add in a few interruptions here and there...
"Well... once upon a time, there was a kingdom far far away. In that kingdom, there lived a very big family. And in that family, there were several cooks, a king and queen who were in love with other people, lots of princes and princesses, a magician, a frog, some servants, a man and his wife, and a lot of happy couples. This story starts with one couple that only seems happy. The woman didn't love the man! So she planned, and one night, by the fire, she killed the man that loved her. As it turns out, the frog had been trying to woo everyone in the kingdom with his french charm. So, the woman, we'll call her... A! A met with him and tried to seduce him. She-"
"What's 'seduce' mean?" Jayden interrupted.
"It means that she tried to have alone time with him."
Antarctica continued on in the not-so-tall-tale's telling.
"After she'd seduced him, the woman killed him too! The kingdom was shocked by the loss of the two important men, but they got over it soon. But A was displeased with the others in the kingdom. She disliked their actions from when she'd committed her first kill. They'd mourned her lover! So, A vowed to kill all of the people that she considered 'traitors'. A fell in love again quickly, but when that person... lets call her B, refused her and told her that the person who held her affections was the white knight, A's mother, A sought out the white knight and killed him too. When she was killing the white knight, one of the white knight's servants witnessed the crime and was killed as well. B was so distraught that her love had been killed that she took her own life. The king and one of the women, let's call her M, got together soon after the death of... let's call A's first lover Y. The king and M got together got together, and M soon discovered that she was pregnant. Things were calm for a while, with people calming down from the panic of the 5 tragic deaths, when-"
"Wait- M got pregnant? What does 'pregnant' mean?" Antarctica looked into Jayden's eyes.
"N-nothing. You'll find out when you're older."
Jayden pouted. So cute...
Not to sound like a pedo or anything!
"Anyways, things were calming down again in the kingdom. Then, a beautiful Italian princess went to A and asked her to kill his husband, who'd cheated on him with someone! A obliged and murdered his husband, much to the shock of the kingdom. They had not expected it. Then, a few months later, the Italian princess and M gave birth to three beautiful babies. Three months later, A killed her uncle, a beautiful Canadian man, and his lover. She then tried to move on in her life, but knew that she would have to kill many more times before she lived in a happy world. The king asked her to take care of the three royal babies for a night, just like I took care of you three tonight. And she fed them and washed them and sent them to bed, just like I fed you three, washed you three, and sent you three to bed. And, she told the three royal children a story, just like I told you three a story."
"What happened to A next?" Mimi asked.
Antarctica paused.
"I don't know yet. The story isn't don yet, you know?"
"But I like this story! It's better than the ones Mama and Papa tell us!" Kary whined.
Antarctica smiled. "We'll just have to wait and see what A does next." she promised the three smoothly.
'We'll just have to wait and see' Antarctica promised herself as she stopped the recording, tucked the trio into bed, giving each one a chaste kiss on the forehead before leaving the room and turning the light out softly.
"If you need me, I'll be right here." Antarctica promised, going into the room across the hall and leaving the door wide open.
As Antarctica got ready for bed, she looked down longingly at her wrists.
She'd promised herself that she wouldn't cut until her body was fully healed.
"So many promises..." she murmured to herself absentmindedly.
As she slept, she had a dream.
Oh just a quickie a/n~ When something is italics then it's either a dream or a thought. Also, when they are dreaming, I'm going to use human names. When a nation is thinking in a dream, it'll be in regular style type.
Pandora woke up on a floor, wearing a short white dress. The dress was plain, looking like the kind of thing that famous artists always put angels in. Just a plain white dress with thin gold-colored straps and a thin gold belt at the waist. The dress was baggy and ended about mid-thigh.
Pandora stood up to see a long hallway that was white, with light blue details and gold highlights. She saw that each end had a group of people at the end of it. "Hello?" she called to the group on her far right. They were all in dark clothing, looking out of place among the bright hallway.
She turned to her left and called out another "Hello?" to the group at that end. They seemed closer. Everyone in that group looked too comfortable, too lazy and relaxed in this place.
One of them, a boy with brown hair in a long ponytail, turned to her. Pandora saw him smile and run to her. When he got closer, Pandora saw who it was. "Yao?" she whispered, her eyes widening. When the Chinese man reached her, he gave her a huge hug and told her to follow him.
She did, hesitantly, and followed him to the group of people. "That is Francis, Ivan, Raivis, Natalya, Lovino, Payton(hey remember the hockey goalie? Well, this is him. His name is Payton, he is Canadian, he has a British accent from living in Britain for two years, he is red-headed and gray-eyed, and he is a sexy beast~. He's usually a gentleman, but Antarctica managed to hit all the right buttons to push him to the edge. Well, back to the dream~), Gilbert, and Matthew." He pointed at each of them as he said their names.
Pandora met each of their eyes and nodded at their smiling faces. Why them?
"Hi my name is Pandora."
"We know." Payton said. "Yao won't stop talking about you and how much he loves you. He misses you, you know?" Matthew and Francis nodded.
Pandora blushed and leaned into Yao's steady embrace. "Yeah," she said slowly. "Then why did you kill me aru~?" Yao hissed into her ear, throwing her to the ground in the center of the 9 people.
Pandora looked up at them all, horrified, and saw that their dresses weren't clean anymore.
Ivan was covered in stab wounds. He raised a hand up to the 'X' she'd carved in his cheek and caressed it lovingly. "You are proud of yourself, da?"
Pandora wrenched her gaze away from him, horrified. She saw Natalya standing there, with slit wrists, dripping blood onto the floor. "You tried to take big brother away from me, are you happy now that I will never marry him?"
Pandora turned to the next person, trying to find relief from the gore. She saw Raivis standing there, stab wounds through his tunic and sporting a slit-mark through his throat. "I do wish brother Estonia and brother Lithuania could see me now. I'm not scared any more. It's the happiest thing ever! Are you excited to see me?"
Pandora turned to see Lovino, his lower legs stitched back onto his body awkwardly, his tongue bleeding every time that he moved it or tried to talk. His tunic had a huge slit in the front, with some of his intestines hanging out. "Are you proud to know that I will never meet my little bambina now?Are you happy now, Killing Bastard?"
Pandora opened her mouth to protest, to explain, but was interrupted by Gilbert. She turned to him.
Gilbert had no wounds, other than the obvious one to his neck. He was holding his head in his hands, and even though it was impossible, even though it was utterly disgusting, his head still had a light in it's eyes, still talked with that familiar accent(which I'm not going to write because I'm a bad authoress). "Well, Guten Nacht Pandora. Were you laughing when you killed the awesome me? Were you proud to see my awesome head rolling on the floor after you made my think that my Lieben was a killer?"
Pandora turned and saw Payton. He had just had his throat slit, but the blood covered his front. "I wasn't even a nation and you killed me. You just seduced me, used me, then killed me. But that's okay, even if you don't care enough to remember my name, I'll be down here forever, with the others that you killed before and after me. I'll know your name, I'll curse it, I'll love it, but I won't ever forget it." He smiled a little wider. "Are you proud of how you cursed me, Ice Princess? Do you want to know why I called you that before I died? It's because of your freezing heart."
Pandora felt a lump rise in her throat. I didn't mean for that to happen... Pandora turned to the next nation. Francis. He looked no different from when she'd left him, other than the change of clothes. He was covered in stab wounds on his chest, and that was about it.
"Ah! Mon ami~ You know, even though I was dying, even though you killed me, I was helping you to the end. Does it make you sick to know that you are a monster who has murdered many people?"
Pandora turned away from him. She saw Matthew, with his stab wounds and his tunic cut in the front, much like she'd slashed his shirt open. "You always were my favorite out of Alfred's kid, you know Pandora? I always treated you like you were my own. And this is how you repay me? I hate you. How does it feel to know that you are killing all of the people in your life who care about you? Is this what makes you happy? Is this what you want to see when you close your eyes?" Pandora looked into the eyes of Yao, the one person who she didn't want to see.
Yao was the worst. Intestines ripped from his body, arms and legs and neck sewn on awkwardly, blood covering his entire body. "I still loved you, you know, I still loved you, even as you Killed me." Yao held out a hand to her. "I'll forgive you if you die, if you die and join us. If you take your own life to atone for taking ours, then-"
"Miss Anty? May I sleep in your bed?" Antarctica was jolted awake by Mimi pulling on her hand.
"S-sweetie whats wrong?" Antarctica's voice cracked as she asked the little Italian what was wrong, pulling her up on the bed with her.
"I had a bad dream" Mimi said.
Antarctica's face was streaked from tears from her own night terror.
"Me too. Okay, I'll let you sleep in here. What was your dream about?"
(just imagine a toddler accent here =) "I dreamed about an older man who looked like my, but wit brown eyes. He was really happy to see me~ He had scars on his knees and when I asked what they were from, he got sad. He told me that he loved me and that I was beautiful and to forgive him. He was crying happy-tears."
Antarctica's heart nearly broke. "What was his name Mimi?"
"Hmm... He said it was Lo-vi-no."
Okay, This is the longest chapter yet. It was so long, in fact, that I decided to postpone the requested Yuri smut. For about two chapters. I really need to post the one, in fact, I was supposed to post it before this. Well, cookies still go to dead nations and Payton. Lovi gets three cookies for each review~ And I was tearing up at the end...