Ch. 7
Denmark looked around the rather large baby store he and America had gone to, he wanted to make this a fast trip, feeling like something was happening involving the kids and a very irresponsible Prussian. "Al let's-" before he could even finish saying they should split up, America was gone. Denmark sighed, pushing the cart he had grabbed around while he went through each aisle. He first grabbed sippie cups for Romania and England when America came running back, grinning largely.
"Dude! Check it out! I was looking at baby clothes and I found the perfect shirt for Iggy!" the American shouted his grin growing as Denmark started to look with interest.
"Ta-da!" America announced showing Denmark a small shirt with the American flag on it. Despite the situation, Denmark laughed. It would be funny to see England wear it.
America threw the shirt in the cart before he ran back to the baby clothes, leaving Denmark to once again get the other stuff alone. "Okay Arthur's probably the easiest to shop for since he seems to be the oldest. But what about the other two? Lukas is a baby so he needs diapers and bottles, maybe baby food also. And Vlad is a little older than him, but is he potty trained? I never noticed... I'll get diapers for him anyway ...maybe one of those potty training toilet things also? Also toys. And maybe baby gates..." Denmark muttered to himself and picked up more items, getting the potty chair for Romania and diapers. He also got bottles and baby food and other essential items he knew they would need like car seats, strollers, bibs, baby shampoo, ect.
"Nor has stuffed animals in his room, I could always have Ice get them, actually Ice and the others should know about this anyway." Denmark mumbled to himself as he drifted into another aisle. He heard a yell from behind him, he turned and was nearly barreled down as America came running over, his arms filled with various baby clothes of all shapes and colors.
"Dude! They had that outfit Romania wears in what I assume is his size and a sailor outfit similar to what Peter and Norway wear! And these insanely cute animal pajamas with hoods!" America said excitedly, presenting each clothing item. Denmark was impressed, apart from the American flag t-shirt, America knew how to shop for clothes. The American of course also got small bomber jackets ranging in sizes from small to large for them as well as jeans and white t-shirts that looked like they could possibly fit each of them. But Denmark overlooked the American looking clothes seeing as how the other outfits were just so cute and the baby bomber jackets were adorable also, he had to admit.
"All that's left is to get toys for them." Denmark told America.
"Sweet. What kind?" America asked as he followed Denmark down the toy aisle.
"Learning ones preferably," Denmark started, picking up a box of building blocks. He looked over at other toys when he heard America let out a loud gasp.
"Why wasn't this around when I was growing up! Look! We so have to get this for them!" America shouted, bouncing around like he were a child told he could pick out one toy for himself rather than an adult. Denmark looked at what had gotten the American so excited and felt his eyes grow wide. It was a drive-able Volkswagen camper bus that seated up to three kids.
Denmark felt his inner child come out as he saw a loud talking dog beside him. "We're getting this too!" he exclaimed. America grinned and put the box to the Volkswagen bus in the cart while Denmark put the singing dog in.
"Oh my god! Look! Bubbles!" they both yelled in unison as they saw a bubble machine that blew bubbles for as long as there was soap and for as long as the batteries lasted. They put it in the cart as well. They also grabbed a few coloring books, some crayons, and a large rubber ball.
"If they won't play with this stuff I will, this stuff is awesome!" America said as the two finished their shopping trip and put the stuff in the car. It was cramped with all of the stuff but the two felt it was worth it as they drove back.
I hate to say it, but I've done something similar with my best friend when we walked into a toy store. it was great. A-anyway! please review and sorry for how short this chapter was.
