Ch. 8
It was a few hours later after the movie incident that the kids had begun to cry. England and Romania seemed to be throwing a tantrum, while baby Norway cried, his voice enough to break glass. "Oh come on brats, tell me what you want!" Prussia pleaded, his own eyes starting to water.
Norway was yawning, his face burrowing into Prussia's chest, continuing his sad sobs. Prussia had a feeling he understood what the youngest wanted, but it bothered him he didn't know what the other two needed. "I told them I was bad with kids. I need help." Prussia muttered, biting his lip as the three continued crying.
"I know! West! He always knows what to do!" Prussia exclaimed and took his phone out of his pocket, speed-dialing his brother's number while he held baby Norway and let the toddlers cry beside him.
"West! I need your help! Now normally the awesome me wouldn't ask for help but I'm losing it over here." Prussia said as he heard his brother answer the phone.
"Bruder? Why is there baby crying near you? Where are you?" Germany asked quickly.
"I'm over at England's house! The brats won't even tell me what's wrong!" Prussia answered, his voice cracking.
There was a silence before the line went dead. Prussia pulled the phone away and sighed, so much for his brother's help.
Germany meanwhile was sitting on the couch beside Italy, his expression blank. "Ve~ Germany? What's wrong?" Italy asked his best friend, turning to get a better look at the German.
"I think mein bruder has been hiding children from me. He just called me saying the kids would not stop crying while he was at England's house." Germany answered unsure of how to take the information.
"Really? I wonder if Ms. Hungary knows, after all she and Prussia were lovers once." Italy said making his own phone call to Hungary.
"Ms. Hungary! Did you know Prussia had children with Mr. England? He called up Germany asking for help!" Italy said with a large innocent grin as he looked over at his best friend indeed.
"He did? That is news. Where is Prussia now?" Hungary asked sounding far too innocent.
"Mr. England's house! Apparently Prussia was left alone with their kids!" Italy explained.
"I'll go help him Italy, you just stay and enjoy your time with Germany." Hungary said cheerily.
"Okay! Bye Ms. Hungary!" Italy responded and ended the call, turning to Germany afterwards. "Ms. Hungary will help Prussia! Isn't that nice?" he then asked.
"Ja. Let's just watch TV and pretend we were never involved in Bruder's mess." Germany said turning the volume on the TV up more.
Prussia sighed, all of the crying had ended, the kids had finally cried themselves to sleep. He relaxed a little, holding baby Norway, the two toddlers nestled into either side of him, he felt like he could take a nap with them... he closed his eyes, so close to sleep... "Prussia! Gilbert! Get out here!" Prussia jumped. He recognized that voice. Hungary, there was no doubt about it, but why was she here?
He stood up, ready to answer the door, momentarily forgetting about the toddlers previously nestled into him. Their heads fell face first into the middle cushion he had been sitting on. Romania stayed asleep, unfazed by the change in bedding, England however had awoken. The toddler looked around, his green eyes large, watery, and confused, his lip trembled, his face red. Prussia gulped knowing what was coming next. England had begun to cry. The crying had caused the other two boys to wake up as well, and soon they too were crying.
Prussia groaned, wishing he was deaf. He didn't know what to do. England was reaching for him, wishing to be picked up, but Prussia could only handle holding one sobbing baby at a time, and he didn't know if he could hold two, he never had before!
He was in such a state of panic before he even noticed the front door open and close. The Hungarian woman walked in, following the sound of the cries before she saw Prussia himself look close to tears while three small children cried around him.
She frowned at the scene before she lifted England up, hugging him close, the toddler hiccuping as his crying began to wind down, his chubby hands clutching her shirt tightly. She continued to hold him and shush him, calming him down, while Prussia sat back down, Romania gravitating toward him, resting his head on the man's side while Norway was curled up once more on his chest. He sighed once more, relieved that the crying had died down and the kids were asleep once more. He closed his eyes, glad for some quiet when he heard Hungary say in a soft voice, "Why didn't you tell me you had kids?"
"They're not mine. These are the nerd trio. I'm just stuck with them right now." Prussia replied back, his voice also quiet.
"The 'nerd trio'? And wait, when did this even happen?" Hungary asked with a frown, wondering how she hadn't heard about this before today.
"Last night." Prussia shrugged. "Honestly I thought it was a weird dream of mine until I saw them when I woke up."
Hungary frowned. "Please. Please tell me you haven't been watching them on your own." she pleaded though her voice was quiet.
"God no! Den and Al mostly have been watching them! But they both decided to go and buy crap for these brats." Prussia said, his voice growing louder, before he felt the two boys with him stir.
"Hmm. Okay, I'll help. America is too young and incompetent and Denmark can't be around all the time to watch them, obviously. And we all know how you are with kids." Hungary said softly while she smirked at her ex.
"If it means we can keep these guys quiet then I'm all for it." Prussia agreed, grateful someone else was there to help them that knew how to raise kids.
Yay! More help! And yes I made Hungary and Prussia have a relationship... Don't hate please! *coughs* but at least now Prussia isn't watching the kids on his own anymore! Er...yeah...
