Arthur couldn't believe it. He was pregnant. Pregnant with Alfred's child. He was very happy that he was going to have a child. He loved children! But he wasn't so sure how Alfred would react. He went to find to him and saw him finishing up his killing spree with his bat. Arthur walked up to him. "Alfie! Guess what! I'm pregnant!"

"Say that again...?" He paused before leaving a crushed up a head as he turned around. "Did you just said that you were pregnant?" Alfred said with disbelief in his voice. Maybe if he would confirm it. He just couldn't wrap his mind around.

"Yes! I'm pregnant! I went to a doctor and had a test done! It says you're the father and I'm so happy~!" Arthur said excited and handed the papers to Alfred.

"Ahaha...what?" His red eyes went wide almost in a comical style, as he scanned through the papers even going over them twice. Yep, the papers were true and it clearly said that he, Alfred, is surely the father. "We're guys. This is impossible. You have a dick!"

"It's not impossible, Alfie! It's a miracle! We're nations so I believe our bodies are able to carry children!" Arthur smiled brightly.

"But I don't want children!" Alfred huffed before turning back around and gave more bloody bashes to the head of his once alive victim.

"But Alfie...we can raise our child to be a killer and a cannibal! Then we can go on killing sprees together!"

"Arthur, children equals a fuck ton of work. Plus do I look like the type of guy who even want kids? Nope. Nu-uh. No-sir-we."

Arthur's smiled faded. "Please, Alfie? We'll raise it together!" He looked at Alfred with big eyes.

"Also," Alfred said, avoiding the other's gaze. "Isn't this shit suppose to be plan and not out of the fuckin' blue?"

"You can't plan for something you didn't expect, Alfie. That's why we're planning it now!"

"I-I just don't think I'm up for this child thing, Arthur!"

"There's no need to worry, love. I'll do most of the work of you'd like."

He sighed. "Arthur, I'm not up for this. I didn't even want a kid."

"But think about how much fun it would be! You could teach out child to kill like you do! We'll be a family! Please, Alfie!"

Alfred placed his hands on Arthur's shoulders and looked him directly in the eyes. "Arthur, I said no and I mean it. "

Arthur teared up. "W-Why Alfie? W-Why can't we be a f-family? I w-wanted to raise our child with the man l-I love..." He started crying.

"I did it now..." He muttered to himself seeing the soon crying Brit in front of him. "Because I don't think I'll be a good enough father!"

Tears kept falling down Arthur's face. "B-But, I-I'll help you! Y-You don't n-need to be a g-good father, you j-just have to try your b-best!"

"I need some time to think." Alfred sat down with a loud groan. "I just have to do my best...I guess.."

Arthur looked at Alfred with his tear-stained face and the tears kept coming. He sat down next to Alfred as he thought.