This was so hard to write! I really didn't want to end this fic, but it had to end eventually…

My friend Germany and I decided that France and England were in an unhealthy relationship and that we needed to split them up. So we made a beautiful chart of all the Hetalia characters that demonstrated why they should or shouldn't date England ( the reasons varied from "No he's mine!" and "He belongs with *name*" to "WTF? But that's incest D:" and "That would just be creepy…so no") and in the end we picked Estonia because he was the only one who didn't tear up any of our OTPs. But it was just too weird so I ended up letting France and England continue dating XP

ANYWAY! Hope you enjoy the epilogue: part 1!

Six months later

"And I was like BABY,BABY,BABY, OH!"

"Hello?"

"Mathew?"

"Um, this is his son, Kumajiro. Do you want me to go get him?"

So this was the kid Mathew was always talking about! Peter smiled;
remembering how just a few months ago he was pretending to be him.

"Tell him it's you Uncle Peter!"

Kumajiro began to search for his dad. What the hell? He didn't know he
had another uncle. And he sounded the same age as him.

"Dad! Phone! It's Uncle Peter!"

"Shouldn't you be in bed?" he said, worried about his son who was
still very sick despite the cold winter temperature, "Go back to sleep.
I'll get your mom to make you some pancakes."

Kumajiro grimaced. Ukraine was still awful at cooking.

"I'll make you pancakes," he said grinning, "You just concentrate at
getting better!"

"K, Dad."

Mathew picked up the phone.

"Uncle Peter?" he asked his friend.

"I'm your brother, so I'm his uncle!"

"...I guess..."

Mathew saw Peter more as a friend then a brother seeing as they had
grown up separately.

"So you're allowed to use the phone again?"

"Yeah, mom finally got dad to loosen up a bit. He hasn't let me out of
his sight for the past six months! He's being way too strict!"

"I would have done the same thing if Kumajiro ran away. Your dad was
just worried about you. You're lucky you've got such great parents who
love you."

"Oh that's right! I'm staying with dad for a couple of days so I was
wondering if you'd want to come hang out. I'm inviting Al too. It'll
be like we're a real family!"

Peter hadn't listened to a word of what he had just said. Oh well,
Sealand was still a kid. Maybe once he's grown up a bit, he'd
understand how lucky he was to have Sweden and Finland as parents.

"Sure I'll come!"

Mathew was busy making pancakes when his cellphone rang.

"And I was like baby, baby, baby oh!"

"Nikita! Can you take over for a sec?"

Nikita came to finish up on the pancakes. Mathew kissed her before
running for the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey Mattie! I'm just calling to check up on Gilbert Jr!"

"We are not calling the baby Gilbert Jr!"

"But you said-"

"I said you could be the Godfather, not that we were going to name our
kid after you!"

"But-"

"It's going to be a girl."

"...Gilberta?"

"No."

"Fine."

"So did you ask her yet?"

"..."

"Gilbert?"

"..."

"Oh come on! Don't tell me you're afraid of asking her!"

"What if she says no?"

"She won't. For some unknown reasons, she has fallen in love with you.
Worst case scenario: she doesn't want to get married yet and you guys
keep dating."

"No. Worst case scenario: she kicks me and Gilbird out into streets
and goes back to that piano playing bastard! She'll marry him and have
his kids and go back to wearing that stupid maid outfit! "

"Gilbert..."

"No! Worst case scenario: she kicks me out and keeps Gilbird!"

"Calm down you idiot! Just ask her already! "

"Alright…Anyway how's Kuma doing?"

"He's gotten a lot better since July. We're thinking about signing him
up for school soon. He still gets fevers and coughs up blood
sometimes, but a lot less. The doctors say that if we keep him on his
medication and if he stays here he should be able to make it for a
couple more years..."

Gilbert could tell that his friend was struggling to sound optimistic.
Kumajiro had managed to live longer than the doctors had predicted,
but he was still getting weaker and weaker.

"...And how's your wife doing?" Gilbert asked, trying to change the subject.

"Nikita? She's...in the kitchen...Shit! I've got to go!" Mathew
exclaimed, smelling smoke, "Go propose to her already or I am going to
kill you!"

Mathew ran into the kitchen, grabbed the fire extinguisher and put out
the flames that were spreading throughout the room. He collapsed on
the floor. Why the hell did he leave Nikita alone in the kitchen? He
began to wonder what his family ate when he was away.

"Oh Matt! I'm so sorry! I-I..."

"It's ok," he told her, "I'm just glad you didn't burn the house down!"

Ukraine looked disappointed. She had just wanted to help her husband
out but she had to go and mess everything up again as usual!

"Hey, I'm just teasing you!" he said, taking her into his arms, "I love you."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't worry about it hon," he whispered in her ear.

"Just try and be more careful. I don't know what I'd do if something
happened to you or the baby." He said, placing his hand on her round
tummy.

"I love you Matt." she said, wrapping her arms around his neck,
pulling him closer.

"I love you too Nikita." he said.

Nikita closed her eyes. She could feel his face coming closer to hers.

"And I was like baby, baby, baby oh!"

Damn you Bieber! Burn in hell!

Nikita stomped off to her sister's house to get some help making
replacement pancakes.

"What do you want?" Mathew asked, feeling disappointed.

"Mathew? Is something wrong?"

Oh. It was his brother- in-law.

"Sorry Ivan. I'm just having a busy day." he apologized, "How are you?"

"I'm good. Listen, comrade I need to ask you a favor."

"Sure what is it?"

Mathew and Ivan had become really close after the wedding. Ivan had
always wanted a brother and Matt had always wanted to be part of a
family. Matt's "family" ended up being a lot bigger than he had
expected. He had finally worked out his differences with his parents and
Alfred. He had a feeling he and Peter were going to be really close
now that Peter was no longer grounded. And then there was his new
brother and sister in law. They were strange, but he was beginning to
love just as much as his wife did. Then of course there was Nikita and
Kumajiro. And soon he was going to have a daughter too! Mathew felt
kind of overwhelmed, but he had never been happier in his life.

"...It's Belarus." Ivan said, bringing Matt back to reality, "You two
have gotten really close lately, da? So she trusts you."

"I guess..." Matt said, not really sure that his sister-in-law trusted
him. She still searched him for weapons every time the family got
together.

"You see, I want to spend some time with Lithuania and was hoping you
could distract her for a few hours. Maybe you and Katyusha could
invite her over for dinner, da?"

"Sure!" Mathew said, glad that he could help out.

"With Lithuania? Are you two...Is he...?"

"He's still dating Poland, if that's what you're asking comrade. But
I'm not giving up just yet!"

"Alright! Just don't become a stalker!" he joked. No seriously, one
stalker in the family was enough.

"Don't worry comrade. I wouldn't put Toris through that."

Mathew, Nikita and Kumajiro were sitting around the table eating the
delicious replacement pancakes Belarus had prepared for them, before
setting out for her nightly Ivan-stalking.

"And I was like baby, baby, baby-"

"Oh...not again!" Nikita sighed.

"You really need to change your ringtone dad."

Mathew smiled at his son and picked up his cell.

"Matt!,Ithinkhe'scheatingonme!I'mgoingtokillhim!Whyisthishappeningtome?"

"...What? Hungary I didn't understand a thing you just said. Calm down
and talk slower!"

"I think Gilbert is cheating on me! He's acting really strange and I
can tell there something he's not telling me!"

So that coward still hadn't proposed yet! What an idiot!

"Don't worry Liz. I can assure you that he isn't cheating on you.
He's not like Austria."

"Yeah. Austria sucks."

"Besides, it's Gilbert! He wouldn't be able to get a girl even if he wanted to!"

"What about me?" she asked, sounding hurt.

"I honestly don't know. It amazes me that Gilbert's been able to go
out with a beautiful, intelligent girl like you for so long!"

"Thanks Matt."

"Don't worry about it. Gilbert isn't like Roderick. He's a nice guy.
He isn't cheating on you, just be patient and you'll see what's going
on."

"Alright. I'm sorry I bothered you."

"It's okay. Oh and can you tell Gilbert that if he doesn't man up by four o'clock tomorrow I am going to kill him? Tell him that I'm dead serious and that I'll stab him to death
with Belarus's knife and that I will take Gilbird away from him."

"...What?"

"He'll know what it means."

"…Alright...Thanks Mathew"

"You're welcome. Bye!"

Mathew and Nikita were doing the dishes. Kumajiro's fever had started
up again and he went back to bed.

Nikita leaned against him while she dried a plate.

"It's sad. Even when you're here, we don't get to spend any time together!"

"We're spending time together now." He said putting the dish rag down
and wrapping his arms around his wife, "I know I've been really busy
lately, but we'll sort things out."

"Alright," she said turning around to face him.

Why was she complaining? She had a wonderful husband, a great son and
soon she was going to have little girl! She was frustrated that she
couldn't spend more time with Mathew. She tried not to get angry with
him because she knew he hated being away from home just as much as she
did.

"Don't worry; there aren't any meetings for another two weeks. I'm not
going anywhere."

She leaned in and kissed him. At this moment she couldn't care less
about all the farm work she had waiting for her in the morning, about
her crazy little sister and about her needy little brother. She was
with Mathew and everything was just perfect...until their telephone
started ringing once again.

Nikita stomped off to get the phone. Matt smiled. She was so cute when
she was impatient!

"Hello?" she asked, trying to hide her anger.

"...Oh hello dear, is Mathew there?"

"It's your dad." she told him, before getting back to the dishes, scowling.

"Hi dad." Mathew said into the phone while gazing at his wife. She
seemed really upset.

"Mathew...I need to ask you something."

"Sure. What is it dad?"

"It's just that I finally convinced Berwald to let Peter see me again
and I...I don't know how to say this..."

"You're coming to me for parenting advice?" Mathew asked.

His father stayed silent for several minutes. Their relationship had
improved a lot in the past six months. England helped him manage his
country from his new home in Europe. It wasn't much of a change for
the Canadians; England had always played some kind of role in their
government.

"Don't worry too much. Peter called me a few hours ago. He's really
excited about going to see you. Just be yourself. Call me if anything
goes wrong."

"Alright."

"How's da... Francis doing?"

Arthur sighed. He and Francis had taken a break after all the drama
with their son's wedding. They had just gotten back together a few
weeks ago. Things were still kind of awkward between them. As much as
Arthur hated to admit it, he had really missed the plonker! Francis
also seemed to have missed him. They were arguing a lot less than they
used to and as far as Arthur knew, Francis had stayed faithful to him
since they started dating again.

"He's fine." Arthur replied, "I moved back to his place. He's still an
asshole, but we're getting along ok so far..."

"That's great dad!"

Mathew knew that deep down, his parents really loved each other. He
was glad that Francis was finally taking their relationship seriously.

"Are you guys doing anything for Christmas? Maybe you could come here."

"...Sorry dad, I already have plans, but we should definitely get
together for New Year's Eve."

Arthur was a little disappointed, but he could understand. It was
Mathew and Nikita's first Christmas since they got married and he knew
they'd want to spend it together.

"Alright that sounds like fun."

"I've got go. See you later dad."

Mathew could tell that Nikita was still angry at him. He'd been away
from home for the past month and he'd been on the phone almost
non-stop since he got back. She hadn't said a word to him while they
finished the dishes. She continued the silent treatment as they got
ready for bed.

"Nikita..." He said, sitting down next to her on their bed.

"Don't talk to me!" she said, pulling away from him.

"I'm sorry, alright? I don't like this either! I don't want to spend
all my time off cleaning up Gilbert's mess, helping your brother see
Lithuania behind your sister's back and trying to sort out my family's
issues, but when someone comes to me for help, I help them. That's
just the kind of person I am! I wanted to spend that time with you and
I'm just as pissed off as you are."

Nikita turned to face him. She hadn't meant to upset him. She knew her
husband was the type who just couldn't say no. She reached over and
hugged him.

"I'm sorry too. Let's not argue about this. We barely get to see each
other and we shouldn't waste our time together fighting!"

Mathew sighed and held her tight.

"I love you." He said, kissing her forehead.

"I don't want to be an American idiot!"

Matt sighed. That was his brother's special ringtone. He looked down
at Nikita who was pouting. He had been waiting for this phone call all
day.

"Go ahead." she told him.

Matt kissed her again and then picked up the phone and walked away.
Nikita wondered why he didn't stay. Was he keeping secrets from her?

"So?" Mathew asked his brother.

"Don't worry bro. I took care of everything! I booked the hotel room
and got the plane tickets. And don't worry about your country; I'll
take care of everything! You just enjoy your honeymoon! Although it's
kind of late for that, you guys are already having a baby!"

"...I don't know if I can do this. What if something happens to Kuma
while we're away?"

"You worry too much bro. Gilbert and Liz are going to take care of
him. He'll be fine."

"Yeah, I guess you're right..." Mathew said, "I've got to go now.
Thanks for everything!"

"That's what brother's are for, right? See ya later bro!"

Mathew walked back into his bedroom to find his wife sitting on the
edge of the bed, hugging his pillow.

"Nikita..."

"I know! It's just that... I want to keep you all to myself," she
revealed, blushing.

Mathew smiled. He sat down next to her.

"I'm all yours," he said, kissing her cheek.

"And I was like, BABY, BABY, BABY, OH!"

"I really hate that song!" Nikita exclaimed.

"...Sorry, I have to take this..."

"Whatever. I'm going to check on Kuma," she exclaimed before storming
out of the room.

He sighed. Why did everything have to be so complicated? He really looked forward to spending a few weeks alone with her, without distractions form their crazy family.

"Hello?" he asked into the phone, feeling absolutely exasperated.

"Hey, Matt I just wanted to tell you Eduard and I made all the arrangements. You guys won't have to worry about the farm; we'll take care of everything!"

"That's great," he said sarcastically, "Thank you so much for calling me at eleven p.m. to tell me this Natalya,"

"…Matt?" she asked, confused.

"Sorry, I've just had a really long day…was there anything else?" he apologized.

"…I think Ivan's making plans to see that Toris guy again. Do you know anything about this?"

Mathew sighed. He hated being caught in between these two. He wanted to help and protect both of them. He knew that wasn't possible and that one of them would end up getting hurt. Probably both of them.

"Nope. Ivan didn't say anything about that," he lied, "You're just being paranoid again. By the way, would you like to come over for dinner tomorrow night?"

"You're working for him now aren't you?"

Mathew laughed.

"Why would I do such a thing? I'm totally on your side!"

That's when he heard Nikita scream.

"Matt!"

"I've got to go!" he said hanging up the phone.

He grabbed Kumajiro's medicine and ran down the stairs. Oh God. Please let him be alright! He ran into his son's bedroom to find him coughing up blood. He was holding Nikita's hand and seemed really terrified.

"Here," he said, giving him his medicine and taking him into his arms, "It's going to be ok,"

"…If…if I die…" his son tried to say.

"Shh, you're not going to die," Mathew said, holding him tight.

"If I die…" he continued, "Your Christmas presents are in the closet…"

Mathew smiled. He knew he son was going to be alright. He wouldn't be able to communicate this well if he was dying. And he was so cute thinking of things like Christmas presents at a time like this.

Mathew waited until his wife left the room to ask his son if he'd be comfortable staying with Gilbert and Elizaveta while they were gone.

"Don't worry Dad, I'll be fine," he said rolling his eyes, "Just have fun on your honeymoon…"

"What?" Nikita asked as she walked back into the room.

"It was supposed to be a surprise," Mathew revealed, blushing.

"Was that all the phone calls were about?"

"Most of them…"

She hugged her husband and her son.

"I love you guys!" she exclaimed.

"I love you too Nicky," Mathew said, kissing her.

"Oh, get a room!" Kuma whined.

Mathew laughed. Nikita touched his forehead.

"Are you feeling better yet?" she asked him, still feeling very concerned about his health.

"Don't worry mom, I'm fine,"

He and his wife held their son until he fell asleep.

"I can't believe we're going on a honeymoon!" Nikita said, slipping under the covers and snuggling with her husband.

Mathew held her tight. He was so glad she was excited about this too. He couldn't wait. They had never had time alone before.

"Where are we going?" she asked him.

"It's a surprise!" he said, "I'm not going to tell you,"

"I'll make you tell me," she teased him.

She leaned in and kissed him.

"And I was like BABY, BABY, BABY, OH!"

She ripped the phone out of his hands.

"Who is this?" she asked.

"Um...Francis…"

"Is this a matter of life or death?"

"…No…Pas vraiment…Can you just tell Mathieur that-"

"No one cares France, don't call in the middle of the night. We're busy," she said before hanging up and turning back to her husband.

"Le honhonhon! Mathieu is going to be getting some tonigt!"

So the moral of the story is Austria sucks and no one cares about what France has to say XD

If you've actually read this far: wow I'm impressed…*high five*

It was so hard to write about Matt and Micky fighting D:

If you want to pretend Kumajiro survives stop here. But if you want to see Mathew and Nikita's daughter you have to read part two.

I'll try and post again in a few days…