Her eyes watched knife dangerously; fearful that the sharp metal might control her hand and move on its own. The sunlight from the window glinted off the blade. She brought her gaze off the knife and to the lump that stuck out of her stomach; Joey.
Was their nickname for it; well Australia had given it the nickname while she just agreed. Joey because it liked to kick and Australia had a love for animals.
She smiled at the memory of Australia talking to it for hours before she had to explain why it wasn't making any noise back.
Her hand light rubbed the lump; lovingly. She loved it; it was her little Joey and she wasn't going to let anyone hurt it. No matter who the dad was, she would always be the mother and it was not something she could give up now.
She placed the knife back under her bed and pushed herself to her feet. The whole idea of hurting herself seemed completely mental. My Joey, my sweet little Joey; she rubbed her hands across the bump which was getting quite big now.
She unlocked the door, a very happy sheep dog bounded into the room. It carefully scanned the room, looking for Britain who left a while ago. "Good dog..." she petted its soft white ringlets of fur.
Her dog didn't have a name; some farmers believed it was bad luck to give a sheep dog a name so she just called him 'Dog'.
She looked at the time; 4:37pm. Oz would be getting back in 20 minutes so I'll just have a nap. She shuffled forward and climbed into the soft single bed.
The warm quilt seemed to engulf her; she was in heaven. She rolled on her side so her back was facing the wall. A thin sheet was covering her body, not to keep her warm; it was just a comfort thing. Her head sunk into the duck feather pillow, a sigh escaped her lips. Her heavy eyelids dragged slowly over her blue eyes and she let sleep take her.
She would fall asleep so easily, it was something she picked up from Oz; he could sleep anywhere.
Something was always new while being in bed. While in bed you were I your own little world. She tried to imagine how her life could be better. There was only one thing she wanted to change. That was what Britain had done too her family.
-6 months later-
Australia sped down the road, desperate to get home with the kiwi fruits that he 'had' too get for his craving girlfriend. He tapped his finger on the steering wheel, angry that she kept making him run out all the way too town to buy her one ridiculous thing.
Weeeee-wooooo weeeee-woooooo.
He looked in the rear view mirror too see a ambulance speeding up quickly behind him, he pulled his car over to let in pass.
"Bugger...there in a hell of a rush..." he muttered too the baby kangaroo that sat in the back seat of his car.
The kangaroo had its head buried in a plastic bag and was munching on the kiwi fruit.
"Stop that!" he swiped his arm at the animal which just kept eating.
"Urgh! I knew I shouldn't have picked you up!" he grabbed the bag too save the rest of his girlfriend's fruit. He found the baby kangaroo on the side of the road and his caring nature got the better of him. He quickly inspected the bag too see how many was left.
His cell phone sat in the bottom of the plastic bag, coated in kangaroo spit and kiwi fruit juice.
"Ewwww..." he pulled the phone out of the disgusting liquid; pinching it between his finger and thumb.
He clicked the main button to see if it still worked. '6 missed calls; 3 txt messages' lit up in bright white letters across the screen. He flicked his phone to get most of the juice off and opened his text box.
'Oz! Get home rite now!'
Sent at 1:02pm
-SheepShagger
'CUM HOME! the baby is coming'
Sent at 1:06pm
-SheepShagger
'I called the ambulance. they r cummin 2 get me. meet me at hospital'
Sent at 1:23pm
-SheepShagger
He stared in disbelief at the phone; his breath was stuck in his throat.
"Oh god. Oh god. Oh god" he began shaking violently, panic rocked his body. The kangaroo let out a bizarre honking noise as her new 'mother' began hyperventilating.
Weeeee- wooooo weeeeee-woooooo!
The ambulance sped back down the road; passing Australia and speeding off towards the town. "Ep!" He gripped the steering wheel and sped after the emergency vehicle. Panic gripping his body as he drove directly behind the ambulance.
He squinted too try and see his girlfriend threw the tinted windows. He leaned forward almost pressing his face against the windscreen to see inside the ambulance. The front of his car was only cm from the back of the vehicle. His phone vibrated in his lap. He looked down to see a new text from SheepShagger.
'Race ya 2 the hospital? Haha and stop doing those freaky faces. Your scaring the paramedics!"
Sent at 2:34pm
-SheepsShagger
He smiled at the fact that she still had a sense of humour during the most painful time of her life. He waved at the back of the ambulance; knowing that she could see him through the one way windows.
His heart ached, he wanted to be there; in the back of the ambulance too hold her hand and tell her it would all be fine. There was nothing he wanted more than to just be with her right now. His perfect little angel was probably in so much pain and he couldn't even see her.
They drove for a good half an hour before finally arriving at the hospital.
The ambulance slowed to a stop outside the emergency centre at the hospital. Oz quickly parked his car in an ambulance parking space and lunged out of the car. He clutched the baby kangaroo in a blanket and ran into the hospital.
"Excuse me!" he shouted to the receptionist who was on the phone. The lady sighed and looked up at the panicked Australian.
"Could you take this too an animal shelter?" he passed the baby kangaroo over the desk and shoved the animal too the woman's arms who squealed loudly.
"You can't bring wild animals into a hospital!" she gasped and wrapped her arms around the whimpering baby. Its tiny orange head poked outside the blue polar fleece blanket.
"Please...find it a safe home..." he begged the equally panicked lady, she felt herself melting into his pleading brown eyes. She sighed and nodded slightly; Australia smiled widely and turned to the door. New Zealand was being pushed in a wheel chair into the hospital.
"Zea!" he squealed and ran over to her. His flip-flops squeaking on the white tiles as he stumbled towards her; being panicked made him clumsy.
Her face was deathly pale and her eyes were red from crying.
"Oz..." she smiled widely, her weak hand snaked up too his cheek and drew him in for a kiss. He softly kissed her; scared that he might hurt her if he pushed any harder. He leaned back to take a good look at her face; he felt guilty. Guilty for putting her in such pain but also guilty for not being there. The paramedic continued pushing her towards the room. Australia jogged alongside her.
"It will all be over soon, love..." he spoke softly; tears began to flow from her eyes again. They weren't tears of pain, they were tears of fear.
"I-I'm so scared!" she whimpered loudly and gripped her boyfriend's hand. It broke his heart to see the proud nation so terrified.
"I-I'm not ready...I'm really not..." she sobbed and clutched her stomach in discomfort. A pained groan escaped her lips and her eyes pushed shut.
"Zea...I-I'll always be here...no matter what..." her hand began to slip out of his grip as she was pushed into a room that Oz wasn't allowed in.
"I still want the kiwi fruit!" she shouted as the doors slammed shut.
He sighed loudly; waiting was one of his least favourite things to do especially for something so important. It annoyed him too death, the helplessness to know that his fiancée was in the worst pain of her life and he couldn't say a word of comfort.
Normally the father would be allowed into the delivery room but he was covered in a fine orange dust from the outside which could bring disease to the delicate baby and Nz so he was told to stay out.
He stepped back to sit in the waiting room chair. The chairs were a horrid yellow-green colour which he would have normal made fun of but he was very stressed.
A dad, a father...that's what he was going to be in an hour or so. The mere thought of it was just so exciting; A dad! He smiled to himself; he just wanted to scream too the world and tell everyone about the miracle that was taking place just in the room behind him. The world? He quickly pulled out his still-sticky cell phone out of his pocket.
'Ur gf txted me, on my way 2 hospital nw'
Sent at 2:45pm
.hero
He sighed, he had let America chose his own name on his phone and he was starting to regret it.
"I hear about the little one coming, I am coming to hospital'
Sent at 2:56pm
-Russia
"Im coming with America too see the baby, is that ok? Eh.'
Sent at 3:02pm
-Unknown Number
He quickly replied to the unknown number asking who that was.
He shoved his phone back in his pocket and tried to get comfortable in his chair. The gross green leather was very un-comfortable and made it hard to relax on.
He was nervous and it wasn't hard to see; his slightly tan skin was a lot paler and he was almost chewing his bottom lip off. He boredly played with his hair and watched himself in the fish tank reflection.
This is the first time I'm going to see my child for the first time in history; Australia was terrified about looking bad. 'What is he/she remembers this and thinks 'Ewwww my dad really wore that' or I scare the baby with my looks' he manically tried too brush the two stubborn strands of hair down bur they would stay. When he brushed them with the rest of his chair they just popped back up. God he was bored.
-3 hours later-
Australia had un-buttoned his shirt a few more down than usual and his hair was out of control; long story short, he was a mess. A total ball of panic and fear.
"Sup bro!" America shouted loudly as he walked into the waiting room. Australia looked up and smiled as the louder nation bounded into the room
"G-day America!" Australia jumped to his feet and briskly hugged his friend; finally happy too actually talk to someone.
"Wow! You look awful!" America shouted bluntly as Canada timidly waved at Oz.
"Hey Canada!" Australia shouted completely ignoring Americas comment about his appearance. He really wasn't in the mood to argue.
"H-Hey Australia...how's it going?" Canada asked in his naturally strained voice. Australia only remembered his name and who he was; was because they were just texting each other.
"Um...alright...The doctor said it might take a bit longer than normal...because Zea is physically quite small..." Australia spoke softly; not wanting to show too much depressing emotions. The three stood in a un-easy silence for a few minutes. Canada and America were waiting for Australia too say something else or cry or something but he didn't do anything but smile awkwardly.
"Well...got change for a vending machine?" America asked, holding his hand out too be given money to feed his bottomless pit of a stomach. Australia rolled his eyes and pulled out 2$ for his older 'brother'. America squealed and ran off to go find the nearest place to buy food.
"Are you ok?" Canada asked Australia; who was now seriously beginning to panic. Australia nodded quickly and sat down. He was lurched over and both hands ran through his brown hair.
"I was just so excited for so long about being a dad..." he gestured for Canada too sit next to him; which he quickly did. "And now the days finally here, it doesn't feel real...I'm scared I'm just going to wake up any second now and life will just be normal again...like it was a dream" he rested his face in his hands, not wanted Canada too see that he was sad. He didn't like being sad; it wasn't something he ever did often.
"This is real...and any minute now a doctor will walk out that door and ask you to come see your new baby..." Canada nervously placed a hand on his back. Australia nodded and sat up. Several hairs had become loose and hung freely in front of his face. Heavy black rings had formed under his eyes from the immense stress.
'Doctor Patella could you report too room 124 with your staff immediately...' the loud speaker boomed through the hospital. Australia sighed; I wonder which proud Australian had died today?' he was always depressed when his people died but actually hearing in first hand would kill him inside. He couldn't imagine the pain Zea must have gone threw in Gallipoli. She lost 10% of her nation in that pointless war. Her words still rung in his head from the days of war.
'Britain please...we can't handle it hear much more!' he begged; his khaki uniform was stained with mud and blood of his own solders.
'Just wait Australia...' Britain said, he stood inside a small tent; not wanting to get his feet dirty in the mud.
'Wait? We can't wait anymore!' New Zealand screamed. He remembered her face very clearly. Her eyes were empty and they missed her normal spark that he loved so much. She had small cuts all across her face which she got from a grenade.
'Patient is a key to a battle...' Britain took a sip from his tea and looked out over the muddy battle field.
'This isn't a battle...this is a slaughter house...' she stepped threateningly close to Britain who looked at the small girl in disgust.
'Why did I ever love you? You're a coward and you should be dead instead of the thousands of innocent kiwis...' with that she turned away and didn't talk to Britain for years.
He wished she still had the same hatred for Britain today; then maybe she wouldn't have done what she did with Arthur. It still hurt too think about England touching her in that way. He wished she hated Arthur; with every bone in his body.
He loved Zea even after he heard what she did.
Nz and Australia were as close couples could be except they acted different than most couples. They acted completely like themselves; laughing with a snort or burping then trying too burp louder. Anything with them became a competition, even if it was just something small like going to bed. It was always ready, set, go with them; never a dull moment in their whole relationship. They were perfect for each other.
"Mr Australia?" a doctor approached the waiting room and immediately recognised Australia due to his stressed appearance.
"Yeah?" Australia quickly jumped to his feet. The doctor smiled widely at him. Joy struck through his body; he was a dad.
OK! YAY finally she had the baby! woooahhh!
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I need help with a name! so if you have any ideas for names and gender please leave a reveiw.
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