A/N: *currently listening to random 'Annie' musical numbers*
Dear Misty,
He made me eat snails, eh. I don't know what I'll name the baby or how I even got pregnant, eh. Any ideas for names, eh? Alfred, quit rubbing my belly, eh! . Russia worries me though, he always sits on me at meetings, eh. Alfred won't quit rubbing my belly and now Papa has started too, eh... CRAP! I've got to go they're fighting over my belly, eh!
Your uncomfortable uncle, Matthew 'Canada' Williams +1
Dear Uncle Mattie~
*eye twitch* That's… wonderful. How about Francesca~ ?
… Also wonderful~ that means that everyone loves you =3~! And tell me if the French Bastard runs off on you or something… so help me I will commit a bloody murder.
With a Smile~
Misty
P.S. from Kentucky: Little sis is pretty pissed right now, looks like she's going to kill something; not even the Commie family is coming near her (Alaska is putting a curse on Francis…)
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