Ch. 10
It had taken the four adults nearly a week to build even just the crib, the highchairs still had yet to be built and the luckily the car seats were easy to stick into America's car.
"Hey dudes! You hungry?" he asked the kids. Romania perked up and nodded vigorously.
"Hungy!" the toddler cheered.
"I'm not." England said going back to playing with toys.
Norway looked from one boy to the other before he crawled over to America, asking to be lifted up. America picked him up before he moved over to England. "Iggy. It's late and you barely ate your lunch and snack. What's up, bud?"
England shrugged. "I'm not hungry." he repeated bouncing the green bouncy ball America remembered buying for the kids around.
America frowned and held Norway tighter before he took the ball. "You're not getting out of eating dinner to play with the toys. You can have this back after dinner." America told the toddler before he placed the ball on a high shelf.
England's face turned bright red with anger as America put the ball on a high shelf. He let out a loud cry, throwing nearby toys at America. America dodged them and set Norway down before he took England upstairs to the bedrooms, in the room the kids slept in. "You can come out later." he said before he left the door cracked open and headed back to the two younger boys.
"Artie get trouble?" Romania asked while America sighed and lifted Norway back up, carrying him and using his free hand to take Romania's hand.
"Don't worry about it." America said with a large false grin as he took the kids to the dining room. Denmark was on kitchen duty with Prussia helping and Hungary was sitting at the table, the woman smiling largely at the two little boys.
"Where's Arthur?" Hungary asked, this time her focus was on America.
"Bedroom." was all America could respond with before Prussia and Denmark entered the room, carrying mac & cheese, hot dogs, and a jar of baby food. Hungary understood, though the kids were calm and sweet, each one of them had their moments where they were little monsters.
"We should probably tell the others about this. I mean it's been a while." Prussia told the adults. Denmark looked up from his task of serving mac & cheese to Romania, Prussia's words finally sinking in. He couldn't even believe no one had called the other nations sooner!
"Yeah. After dinner I'll call up my brothers and tell them about Nor." Denmark said before he set the small plastic bowl in front of Romania.
"Oh yeah! Franny totally doesn't know yet!" America exclaimed.
"What about your brother? Canada? You already told him?" Prussia asked corking a brow at the other nation.
"Who?" America asked, unable to remember anyone named Canada that would be concerned about England.
"Canada? Your twin? Lives practically next to you? Owns a bear and good alcohol?" Denmark added.
America sat blank face before he gasped and jumped in realization, accidentally spilling the spoonful of baby food on Norway. "Mattie!" he shouted before he looked down at the now sobbing baby who had baby food in his soft blond hair. "Sorry..." he added sheepishly.
"Yeah. I'm guessing you never told him?" Prussia asked the American who was busy trying to clean the food out of the Norwegian's hair.
"That's right! I'll tell him after we eat!" America said happily while he tried once more to feed Norway.
"Maybe he can help us at least get one of the highchairs built. It has to be better than what we're doing now." Hungary said motioning from Romania who was sitting on three old phone books, to Norway who was in America's lap while the speckled blond fed him and tried to eat at the same time.
"We'll see! Honestly I hope so, it's hard to eat and feed a baby like this." America said, now knowing he was going to call Canada before he bothered talking to France.
Arthur frowned, as his stomach growled loudly. He was hungry and tired now. He looked up from the floor as the door opened and saw the loud blond, America, enter carrying Vlad and Lukas, both of which were asleep.
The man put the two younger ones into the white, wooden crib before he turned to Arthur. "Are you ready to come downstairs?"
Arthur nodded, he didn't like this punishment, there was nothing to do and he had made this man so unhappy with him.
"Great to hear! Prussia and Hungary will be hanging out with you during dinner, okay?" America asked, smiling largely at Arthur.
Arthur nodded and grabbed America's hand as the man led him down the stairs to the dining room where Hungary and Prussia sat talking and drinking. He sat in his chair quietly his cheeks still red and tear-stained from his earlier tantrum.
"You hungry?" Prussia asked, already fixing a small plate for the boy.
Hungary laughed, she couldn't help herself. "He's not hungry because I'm Hungary!" she joked, and of course no one responded, Prussia was busy shaking his head while Arthur stared at her with confusion.
America had fallen asleep not long after England had gone to the dining room to eat, the day just too exhausting and having to punish the small Brit had been hard! He was on the couch, having not been able to make it to even his room. As morning came he heard laughter and opened his eyes, finding Denmark and Hungary, both of which were holding a child. "Rough night?" Hungary joked.
America sighed and sat up, stretching his sore body, he sat still for a couple of seconds, just to wake up before he grinned, his energy restored. He took out his phone and dialed his brother's number while Hungary and Denmark took the kids to the dining room to feed them breakfast.
"Yo! Mattie!" he greeted as he heard the call go through.
He could hear a heavy sigh from the other end, "What do you want Al?" his brother asked groggily.
"Okay so, like you remember how me, Gil and Den all went to England to hang out while we waited for Iggy's Harry Potter club to finish? Well the weirdest thing happened. Iggy and his friends are like small kids now! It's so cute and weird!" America shouted into the phone, his arms flying in the air around him.
"Mhmm good for you Al, you always have the strangest dreams... can I go back to sleep now?" his brother mumbled tiredly.
"Dude! Wake up! Iggy is now a three year old child! We've been watching these kids for a week now!" America yelled into the phone, he thought for sure that Canada would be interested in hearing this information.
There was a frustrated groan on the other end of the line, "Alfred. It is three in the morning, I have a long day, I'm tired. I don't have the patience for your dumb jokes right now. So unless you want me to torch your white-house again, I suggest you let me sleep."
America frowned. "Whoa! Chill bro! It's morning here. I just thought you'd want to know! I mean, it's not everyday the dude that raised you becomes pint-sized and cute!" He was hoping really, that Canada would wake up to this and respond... less threateningly.
"Where are you?" Canada asked sounding exhausted.
America blinked, had he not told Canada this before? "Iggy's house! Been here the whole time!" he said, his voice perky.
"I'm on my way...this better be good because I swear Alfred..." America gulped, suddenly remembering how cranky his twin got when he got woken up, the threat this time did not go unnoticed.
America laughed loudly, trying to reassure himself that nothing bad would happen to him. "Sweet thanks bro! I promise you that you won't regret this!" He said before he noticed that the line had gone dead. With his brother on the way that meant more help to deal with the kids, he only hoped Denmark had managed to get a hold of his family as easily as he got a hold of Canada.
Wow this was long, but in a good way, I feel confident and happy with this chapter! Of course the credit all can't be mine, the conversation between America and Canada was done with the help of TrueCanadianGirl, she's awesome seriously.
Also Iggy was so bratty this chapter! But I guess it's understandable at his age. Right now despite Norway being one and able to watch a horror movie like it was a comedy, he's the only good one... for now. Okay! So next chapter will focus on Denmark trying to talk to his family...
I got a question for all y'all lovely peeps, should I add some PruHun action or PruCan? And who should Hungary and Prussia call for Romania? Review to tell me your thoughts!
