And thus, the epilogue has come now. Oh...I am so so sad... And now, the end is near~!

Well I got a tonne of reviews when I submitted the last chapter and I just thought, I don't want to keep you guys waiting for this last portion of Weddings, Babies and Romantic Brothers.

I shall take this time to thank many many people. I want to thank good friends of mine like little-gaara-5 and strawberrypockystix who kept me going and were a great inspiration for me in this fan fiction series! I want to thank my lovely reviewers as well, your suggestions and comments kept me going to the very end of this fan fiction!

I hope that you have all enjoyed the second installment of this series! I hope you stick around my profile to enjoy more fan fictions!

So...in this epilogue we have a short collection of events that occurred after England had his babies...

Weddings, Babies and Romantic Brothers

Chapter Fifteen - Epilogue

"Thank you so much for helping us out with painting the nursery, the twins have been so much trouble lately..."

Wales smiled at his baby brother as he finished painting a dragon on one wall of the boy's nursery room. "It's no problem Artie! I just wanna help out, and Hammy is glad to help too, right Hammy?"

There was a not-so-enthusiastic grunt on the other side of the room from Scotland. England just chuckled quietly at his older brother's response as he cradled baby York in his arms. America was feeding New York in the kitchen right now (he had a huge appetite just like his father). England looked between the walls that his two brothers were painting, though he couldn't help but pout slightly as he compared them. "...Scotland, what are you painting...?"

Scotland blinked at the question and looked up at his work of art. "It's supposed tae be a rocket ship, America told me tae paint this wall with a space theme..."

Wales stopped painting as he glanced up at his side of the wall that he was painting - it was covered with dragons and unicorns and fairies. "But...Artie told me to paint this with a fairy tale theme..." mumbled Wales with a pout.

England narrowed his eyes slightly as he stormed out of the room to confront his husband. "AMERICA!"

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"For God sake Hamish, will you bloody pick one already? I can't stand here any longer!"

Scotland rolled his eyes as he continued with taking his time as he stared into the shop window. Okay, maybe taking his time wasn't helping his overly pregnant Irish brother, but he had to make sure that he picked the perfect one. He glanced over at Northern Ireland. "You know, you could help me pick one ye know, might make this go a lot quicker..."

"UGH! I don't care! Just hurry up so I can get something to eat!"

Northern Ireland stormed off to go sit down at a public bench, a few people giving the red head quite odd looks. Scotland sighed, though he paused when he spotted it. The perfect one. He walked into the shop, speaking for a few moments with the shop owner and pointing at the display in the window. The Scot watched as the shop owner took what he wanted from the display, handing it to the kilted man so he could inspect it much closer.

"This is a ring with a jade gem center piece, with two sapphires adorning the sides...silver of course. Is it for someone special sir...?"

Scotland couldn't help but smile a little as he held up the ring, gazing intently at the green gem and thinking of his love's eyes. "Aye...I'm gonna propose..."

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"Congratulations Northern Ireland. You've had a baby girl aru..."

Northern Ireland gave a weak smile as the procedure was finally over and he could hold his little girl in his arms. A girl, he had a lovely little girl. He cradled the new born baby in his arms, noting how there were little tufts of dark red hair on her head, just like himself. Though, he couldn't help but notice the bright violet orbs that stared back at him from his little girl's face...

"The tests came back saying she represents the New Siberian Islands aru...have you thought of a name for her?"

The tired Irishman gave a little nod as he carefully nuzzled his baby's head. "Her name is Alenka..."

Outside in the waiting room Scotland, Wales and England and America with their twins were waiting for the news. All their heads lifted when they heard the doors open, but instead of seeing China come out with the news...they were greeted by Russia...and someone else.

"What are you doing here commie?" snapped America, holding baby York close to his chest as if to try and protect the baby.

Russia rolled his eyes at the insult. "Oh comrade, I am just here to see my new born baby, da~? Thank you Wales for informing me of the birth~"

All eyes turned to Wales who looked really guilty. "It was an accident..." he mumbled.

The person with Russia gazed up at him with shining amethyst eyes, tugging at his hand. "Daddy, I can see my new baby sibling now, da?"

"Wait, Daddy...?" muttered England, staring at the person in disbelief.

All eyes now on the person WITH Russia. A child, must have been, considering how small she was (yes, she was a girl). She shared the same eyes as Russia, and wore a coat and scarf similar to him. Her hair came down long, a pale shade of blonde nestled mostly under a hat.

"Da, this is my little girl...Alaska, Zakharina Jones-Braginski~"

And now, all eyes were on America who responded as such -

"Oh shit..."

End of Chapter

NOES! THE END HAS COME THE END HAS COME!

Though...did you like the cliff hangers I have left for you? *evil laughter*

Ohh...will there be a sequel to this? WHO KNOWS?

If you are interested in the future of this series, then stay tuned with this story, as the next update will be an Author's Note concerning a possible sequel!

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