Heya world!
It's chapter five, yay!
I still don't own Hetalia, or anything you recognize…just Virginia, and the iNSaNiTY needed to write this nonsense…
I stayed up til 5 in the morning writing this…hee… =w=
Thanks to fifii96 and KiaraJonesKirkland for reviewing~!
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After calming the Chibi nations down, I walked around with them in the kids' beds section.
There were the usual sports cars-shaped beds, and I scoffed.
I could make a more original bed at half the cost of this nonsense…
England suddenly let out the cutest squeal in all of English history, and I turned my head to see him, fawning over a mahogany-wood bed with a large, fluffy, soft-looking British flag comforter and pillow…I smiled lightly, and since the price was moderate, I'd buy it for him.
America then tugged me over to the bed he'd decided on: a four-poster with Superhero bed sheets and a Batman pillow.
I sighed, nodding at the price and adding the figures in my head.
…
I suppose, compared to other prices, it could be worse...
I nodded at the boys and picked them up; we set off to find Germany, Italy and Russia.
They were all close-ish together, looking at different beds and mattresses.
I noted that Germany was looking quite flustered, I shall interrogate—no, I mean question him later.
They got normal adult King-sized beds, and we went to find furniture for them all.
Russia got a Russian flag, a nightstand, a large poster of sunflowers, a cabinet to store vodka in, and a small bookshelf.
Italy got a nightstand as well, an Italian flag, a nightlight, and a spice rack ("for the kitchen," he said.)
Germany got a nightstand, a German flag, a punching bag (that I may have to borrow…you know, stress), and a fluffy rug.
America got a hamburger nightlight, a nightstand, a ton of different hero posters, and an American flag.
Arthur got similar objects, except his nightlight was plain, he got posters of wizards and a British flag; he also got his very own bookshelf, filled with various volumes of fantasy fiction and a few 'spell books'.
I got a few extra twin-sized beds, just to be absolutely safe.
Now, on to the food shopping…
We went to Wal-Mart and got vodka, Earl Grey tea, Monster Energy drinks, Dr. Peppers, Coca-Colas, milk, and plenty of juiceboxes for drinks.
For food, I bought lots (and lots) of pasta, hamburgers, endless amounts of pastry mixes and ingredients…I also bought a candy bar.
We headed home and began setting things up.
POLAAAAAAND says this is SO TOTALLY a LINE BREAK!
It was around midnight when everyone finished, and boy were they hungry…
I just made waffles, for I was too lazy to do much else at the moment.
Oh, and I forgot to mention that we'd gotten a keyboard as well.
I sat in front of it when everyone was doing something else, most likely in their room, and began playing the Moonlight Sonata.
Of course, seeing as how I only had it memorized a little bit, I paused and played a different song; the nine keys I know of Fur Elise.
And then I played Chopsticks…then Sakura, Sakura…
Then I headpiano'd.
I wandered into the kitchen and heard a crash, then a scream and a few gun shots.
"OHMEINGOTT!" I screamed, and paused, attempting to think rationally.
I singled out the noise to the living room and made my way in there, shocked and angered to what I saw.
"America, you're supposed to be sleeping! And I thought I told you earlier not to watch a horror movie without an adult!" I scolded.
"But I'm 236* years old! I can do what I want!" America said, pouting, and I walked over and clicked the movie off.
"No. Bed."
"B-but…Ginny…you promised you'd cook with me…" Another voice said, and I turned to see chibi Arthur standing in the doorway with a wooden spoon (where'd he get that?).
"Y-you said as soon as we moved in, you would…"
I picked the two chibi's up and wandered into the large kitchen, and found a few chef hats and placed them on the heads of my little blond countries.
"Alfred, get the eggs and oil, Arthur, you get the water. Make sure to measure properly," I said, handing them each a measuring cup.
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12AM
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There was a mess.
EVERYWHERE.
Flour…eggs…flour and eggs…the chibi's hair is covered in the combination…
My arms—about to my elbows—were coated pure-white in flour, and my face had more coverage than a mask.
…At least the food turned out good.
We made a batch of scones, chocolate chip muffins, a cake, but the brownie batter never made it into the oven…
Well, I'm sure as heck not gonna let the chibis mess up their new beds with flour.
"Bath time~!" I announced, and suddenly Alfred began pelting me with flour-bombs.
"OHMEINGOTTWHATISTHISIDON'TEVEN—"
"I don't wanna take a bath!" Alfred said.
Temperamental children…yeah, I'm going to need that punching bag…I'll ask Germany later…
I sighed, then picked the chibis up by the waist and carried them like footballs to the nearest bathroom I could find.
I placed Arthur in it and got him a change of clothes—no, I'm not going to bathe with them, that'd be kind of awkward.
I'd feel like some sort of pedophile, and the last thing on my to-do list is to be a Frenchie.
I took America to his own bathroom and gave him his Batman pajamas that he'd pleaded so hard for, before I went to take my own shower.
I was so…tired….ngh…!
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Later
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I finished my bathing and got into a pair of red, white and blue pajamas—not in that particular order—and a black, red and gold t-shirt; I put my hair into a ponytail and went to see if the chibis were done bathing.
They were, and they looked so adorably tired…so I carried them, football-style, to their room. Hehe, I'm making them share one. :3
I was halfway through the door when Arthur spoke up sleepily.
"Ginny, could you tell us a story…?" He asked, and I couldn't resist the powers of Chibi Arthur.
"Hmm…alright," I said, pulling a chair from the corner of the room and sitting in-between their beds.
"Once upon a time, there were two brave little brothers, named Arthur and Alfred…"
"Hey, those are our names! That's so cool, right, Iggy?" America burst out.
"Don't call me Iggy…git…" Arthur yawned.
"Anyway…the two brothers went on a magical adventure. You see, Arthur had a fairy friend named Belle, and Alfred had amazing strength…the two brothers went on to become my favorite nations…" I said, smiling tiredly at the children, who were trying to fight back their sleep.
But in a battle with sleep, sleep usually comes out the victor…
Aha.
After a few more minutes of storytelling, the chibis were soundly asleep, and just adorable.
I couldn't stay awake much longer either, so I went to bed—with my heated blanket, hehe.
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I'm sorry it's short! TT^TT I'm running out of ideas…help? :3
Side note:
America was 'born' on July 4th, 1776. I did a small calculation and found that he should be somewhere around 236-7.
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