Wow, I didn't realise how many reviews that the first chapter was going to get!

I didn't know that the previous story was liked so much that I got fourteen reviews in the first chapter!

But guys I'm touched, really, thank you so very much!

In this chapter, America confronts England on the pregnancy test!

Weddings, Babies and Romantic Brothers

Chapter Two - Who's The Daddy?

"Uggh...that's the third time today I've been sick..." muttered England as he finally left the bathroom and entered his office...

...to find America perched on his desk, arms folded with an obvious pout. He was doing his huffy face and from where England was standing, he could see the pregnancy test on the desk. His eyes widened a little and his face just screamed 'guilty' from where America was.

"A-America...I can explain..." he mumbled.

"Iggy..." muttered America. "Why didn't you tell me about this...? I'm your fiance, we're going to be married...we should be telling each other everything!" he whined.

"I-I know..." England sighed, shaking his head. "It's just, what with the wedding and everything...I've had lots of work and I didn't want to worry you..."

America stood up, walking over to his blushing English lover and wrapping him up in his strong arms. He wanted England to feel safe, protected and love. He didn't want him to feel like he had to keep secrets from him.

"I wasn't going to get mad or anythin' Iggy" said America, flashing the other a heroic smile to try and assure him. "I'm so excited about this! I mean...you ARE pregnant right?"

England nodded his head, running a hand through his own sandy blonde locks. "Yes...I...that was the third test I've taken, and they've all said positive...I am pregnant."

America glanced down at England's stomach. Well, he wasn't exactly showing so he must be not that far along...but still! His little child was growing in there! The America gently rubbed soothing circles over the Brit's stomach, watching as England's eyes fluttered shut in content. "Hey...listen. This baby in you...it was made with our love, right? It's part of me and you, and it's a symbol of our love for each other..."

The Englishman buried his face in America's chest, blushing brightly. "Must you make it sound so over dramatic...?" he whispered.

Alfred chuckled, though he knew England was pleased with what he said...he didn't hit him for one thing! America kissed the top of England's head, smiling at the lovely scent of tea from the other hand...though did his best to ignore that slightly sickly smell around Arthur as well. He would have to do something to try and help with that.

"Hey, I'm gonna take care of you alright England...?" America said. "I'm gonna be here, and we're gonna have an awesome kid! He'll be a hero just like me!"

England could only chuckle at that, tilting his head to press a small kiss to the sunny blonde's cheek. "How do you know it will be a boy?"

America could only shrug as an answer. "Cause boys are just cool, ok? He'll be a cool little guy...I'll teach him baseball and I can treat him to McDonalds at the weekend!"

"You have this all thought out already, don't you...?" mused England though he was secretly thrilled. He was so worried that America wouldn't want this child, would be scared out of his wits...yet he was so happy.

"And I mean, as amazing and happy as I am..." America started. "I'm kinda confused, I mean, we've had sex billions of time and you haven't gotten pregnant! Why now...?"

England sighed and sat down in his office chair, shuffling some papers as America glanced over his shoulder. "I'm really not sure...I mean, as far as I can tell...nations don't normally give birth to children. There are exceptions of course, there was my mother...Greece and Egypt had biological mothers too so it must be possible for one nation to give birth to another. I only know of one case where a male gave birth though, it seems a rare occurrence but it is indeed possible."

The American nodded his head a little as he listened. What England said made sense he supposed. He did remember when he was just an itty bitty baby nation, of a dark skinned woman who would cuddle him and dress him...then one day she disappeared and that was when he was found by Finland. He never knew what happened to that woman. Perhaps, if it was possible, maybe that was his mother? One of the Ancients, like China! Or perhaps it was just a native of his land who had simply perished to the land?

"I guess so...but hey, what about that one male nation who gave birth? Who was that then?"

The Brit glanced up at America before turning the small pregnancy test stick in his hands. He seemed...anxious? About revealing the identity of this mystery nation.

"It...It was China..." muttered England, looking slightly saddened.

End of Chapter

I know it may seem a lot shorter, sorry for that but I wanted to end it on a good cliffhanger (which I still think sucks).

Chapter notes now -

"Ancients" - These are what I believe to be founding nations, such as China as he is like...4000 years old. I won't actually say whether America is right or wrong about himself having a mother. Britannia would be another Ancient but simply because she was the first representation of her land. She perished because of Rome but also because of the birth of her own children, who would take her place.

How far along England is - I'd say he's only a few weeks gone, early enough that the pregnancy test would work. This fan fiction will include their wedding, but it will actually end with England's birth.

Baby's gender - Only one person other than myself will know the gender of the baby, and what country/area he/she will represent. SPOILERS

Oh, and since Doctor Who is back, I am gonna spam as MANY Doctor Who references as I can...cause I'm geeky like that...

Four more reviews then I will update

Love LadyCaledonia

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