Couple: PruCan
"Wat if I dun wanna get on the pwaaaaaaaannnee?" a tiny white-haired boy yelled, stomping with his small feet allover Ludwig's livingroom floor, letting his frustrations free, but not in a way that Matthew was liking.
"Well, if you don't get on the plane, I will be very welcome to drive my tiny van all the way there, listening to Justin Bieber. And I know how much you don't like him." Canada said the last part sweetly as he grabbed Gilbert by the coller of his new shirt.
"But! I dun wanna do either, Mwattie! Can't I stay home?" the Prussian moaned as he leaned against his boyfriend's leg, growing exhuasted by the stomping he had done.
"No, you can't, Gilligans. But I can at least try to make the airplane ride enjoyable. I've ridden them plenty of times, and as long as there aren't any annoying passengers, we should be fine." Canada sighed, scooping the toddler up and beginning to rock him to sleep.
"Mwattie, I'm not sweepy yet..." Gilbert whined as his eyes began to flip back from open to closed when sleep started to take him over.
"Well...You're sleepy now, so you need a nap. So just fall asleep and dream whatever awesome Prussian boys dream, allright?"...
Couple: UsUk
"England, can you behave sitting in the cart or am I going to have to put you in the child seat?" Alfred asked the teeny-tiny irresistablely cute baby Brit in the American's arms who was sqealing over a stuffed green rabbit with wings Alfred had bought in a nearby store when they had gotten into the shopping center, complying to the baby's pleas when he had started shrieking and slamming his chubby hand against the store window where the mint bunny was on display.
"Alfwed!" the green-eyed boy sqeaked, bouncing in Alfred's arms, refusing to go anywhere at the moment. He showed his happiness of being in the American's company by patting his cheeks softly.
"Okay, childseat then. Allright, time to sit in the cockpit, cause we're going off on an adenture where you and me are the heros!" Alfred said with a cheerful voice as he slowly put the boy in the seat, where he looked up at Alfred with curious eyes, clutching the flying mint bunny to his chest.
Couple: PruCan
A few hours later, little Gilbert Belischmidt woke up, but in a moving object. What he didn't relize, was that he was in a very large airplane, hundreds of feet above the ground. But what he did realize, was that his tummy felt all squishy-squishy, and he didn't like it. He turned to see Matthew in the seat next to him, reading a magazine with a title he couldn't read. "Mwattie...I dun feel so good." the Prussian wailed, looking at Canada with a sad face in his young features.
"What do you mean, Gil? Is your tummy feeling weird?" Matthew asked, setting the magazine down on the tray in front of him.
"Yeah, and it hurts, rwelly rwelly bad, too."
"I see now. I guess we better use some of that medicine I bought yesturday. You sit tight for a moment while I go and get the stuff, allright?"
The young Prussian groaned as he leaned back into the seat, still unsure of where he was...
Couple: UsUk
"Okay, now that we're home, what should a guy like me do until his brother comes around with his Prussian boyfriend- turned toddler?" Alfred asked the fast asleep Arthur, who was on his chest, hugging flying mint bunny and drooling in America's Green Day T-shirt.
When the air turned silent, the american sighed and let his head sink into the fluffy pillow below him. He hoped Matthew knew where Arthur lived, cause he had a feeling that he wouldn't be waking up for a good few hours...
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Thanks to the fact that I had the laptop, the anonymous reviewer, and some ass-tasting orange soda, I got this ass chapter typed after only an hour of sleep. :) Please Review, Favorite, Alert, and Check out my poll!;) ~A Hot Delicious Cup Of Tea