((Hello~ Welcome to Chapter 10! QwQ I might have gotten a big writer's block on this... But here, things are gonna derp to the max! OwO This one may be short and kind of edgy... I may have panicked...xD Yet, I hope you enjoy! Also! A big thank you to my friend Eli for helping me start this~ x3

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO PAPA HIMA~!))

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, or any of it's characters! I also do not own The Parent Trap plot. Or anything else I missed.

-Narrator-

It was a lovely evening. The sun had already gone down and the sky was set in an inky blue with small bright stars twinkling all about. A hushed breeze moved around everywhere to cool down the remaining heat from the day, including a spectacular hotel, while small sounds of nearby birds were heard. It was peaceful scene until a small noise came from the hotel as a tall man left the doors, a teenage girl trialing behind him.

"Okay Am's. I've had enough surprises for one day... Just tell me were we're going." The man spoke, his tone a bit tired and antsy. He adjusted his glasses before glancing to the girl, who was known as one of his daughters, Amelia. She grinned in turn before patting his shoulder. "You're gonna love it, Dad, trust me."

They were dressed up in fancy-like clothing. He wore an regular black tux with black tie, and she wore a mint-green summer dress. As Amelia patted down her hair, careful to avoid messing up her star clips, she moved her head back to the doors when a very similar looking girl stepped out, another man following. This other girl, known as Alice, twin sister to Amelia, was wearing a dark-blue summer dress, hair in small pigtails and red glasses. The man next to her, the other father of the two girls, was also wearing a black tux, but with a bow instead of a tie. They both looked slightly frazzled, but Alice wore a small smirk while her father brushed off imaginary dust from his arm.

The taller of the two men, who was called Alfred, took notice of the other, and tried to act casual; trying not admire the other man too obviously. He coughed lightly before tension could fill the air and took a step forward, a friendly smile on his face. "Hey...! Hi." He greeted, a small pink hue dotting his cheeks. The other man, who was called Arthur, didn't meet eyes with Alfred and looked at the two girls. "Hi. So do you know where they're taking us?" His tone was calm as he asked the question, but he seemed to be biting off harsh words while he stood. Something must have happened before they had left their hotel room. Alfred shook his head and sent a half-hearted glare to Amelia. "She won't crack."

The girl in response just grinned again before taking out sunglasses. She handed them to both of her dads before turning and leading them to a limo. "Okay, you need to put these on. You can take them off when we reach our destination." She said, hardly keeping the excitement out of her voice. Alice opened the door for the two adults and raised an eyebrow when Alfred hesitated. "We're going in a limo?" He asked, glancing at Arthur who was already climbing in. "Would you like one of us to drive?" Alice questioned next, meeting eyes briefly with him. The latter just shook his head before going after his ex-husband, sun-glasses on.

~Time Skip~

From inside the Limo, Alfred and Arthur waited patiently to arrive to their daughter's planned location. Both were deep in their thoughts when a loud foghorn sounded and the vehicle came to a slow stop. They looked blindly around for a few moments when Alice's voice called out. "You can take them off now. Come on out."

The twins were waiting in front as their parents stepped out, immediately looking to where they were at. It was a priceless sight for the girls as they both beamed and turned to the floating boat gently bobbing on the water behind them. "She's ours for the night." Amelia said proudly as the adults caught their bearings and moved closer to the railing. Alfred took only a few more seconds of looking before what she said clicked. "...And exactly how are we paying for her?"

Without missing a beat Amelia looked back to her Dad, then back to the ship and spoke in a cool tone. "Alice and I pooled our allowances." She glanced back again to find both men staring at her in doubt. Alice waved them off. "Okay, Grandfather pitched in a bit..." The two adults continued staring, causing the twins to break. "Okay, he pitched in a lot...!" They all exchanged looks before Amelia sucked in a deep breath and started to lead them, a look of delight sketched on her face.

"Okay folks, right this way..." As they all made their way on the ship, the twins walked with each other, sharing looks and smiles. They took the time to look at their parents, wishing that their plan would work, when they finally made the point of the double-doors near the end of the ship. Opening them, they let their parents in front of them and in unison, sang out "Ta~da!"

Inside the spacious room was a romantic setting. There was a table with a lovely white cloth over it and on top were candles and a vase of blue roses. In the back there was a bench with a small life-saver above. It read in slightly sloppy writing 'Q.E.2'. The girls felt quite proud as their parents looked everywhere, hope rising in their minds.

Yet, it wasn't even a split second before Arthur cut in, not looking impressed while gesturing to the center. "The table is only set for two, girls..." Alice took a moment to act surprised before smirking again. "That's the other part of the surprise-" She said lightly. "We're not joining you!" Amelia continued before smiling widely and linking arms with her sister.

"You're not?" Arthur asked, words faintly stiff. The two girls just shook their heads before another person entered the room. "Just as the two girls said, no. But do not fret! Good evening, I'm Feli and I'll be your server tonight! No wisecracks please." The new person in white ships clothing, who introduced himself as Feli, said and quickly offered small snacks to the girls. Another person had slowly followed him out and gave a small smile and bowed lightly. "And I am Ludwig, your Sommelier. May I offer you two a taste of the bubbly, in hopes you'll get a little snickered, so you can forget this sweet sir and I following the orders of two four-teen girls...?" Feli smiled and gestured to the twins, not missing a beat. "Amelia, mood music, if you please."

The girl nodded in response and pulled out a remote. She clicked a few buttons before sweet jazz music poured out through speakers near the table. The lights dimmed and small fairy lights flickered on. The girls slowly started to push the two adults to the table, anxious to get this plan afloat. "Relax... Sail through time..." Alice started, softly, as if trying to hypnotize them. "-Back to yester-year..." Amelia said next, swaying Alfred as he stood near his seat. They then smoothly started to back out and through the double doors, leaving the two adults slightly confused.

Feli waited a few moments in the silence, save for the soft music, before giving them a look. "You don't get it, do you?" Arthur met his look before it all clicked. "Oh. So, that's what this is all about." He seemed to be genuinely surprised, not expecting any of this at all, and a bit touched. What a pleasant surprise. Then there was Alfred. He still looked confused, glancing everywhere, until he caught sight of the life-saver. He widened his blue eyes before looking back at Arthur and Feli, the faintest of smiles on his face.

"They're recreating the night we met... The boat... The music..." He was speaking quietly. Feli gestured to himself and when Ludwig came back from the other room with two wine glasses, he pointed to him too. "The help!" As Alfred nodded in agreement, he noticed Arthur coughing into his hand before deciding to speak. "It's... incredibly sweet." It was a whisper like comment, causing Alfred to flush lightly and snap his fingers in Ludwig's direction. "Hey, Lud? I think I'll have that drink..."

~A few minutes later~

As they were both seated comfortably with drinks and a romantic setting, the silence took over for a while. Only it was then, when the American thought he had his mind more in control, he tried starting a conversation. "To tell you the truth, I haven't been on a boat since the Q.E.2." He started out, swirling his drink. Arthur could see him being visibly nervous and nodded, petting one of the nearby roses. "Neither have I." It was a small response, not exactly leaving room for more talking.

It was silent again and a small breeze came over the two. Alfred felt he was in one of those cliche movie scenes as it lightly moved Arthur's hair, making it a bit harder to talk as he raised his glass. "Well then, here's to...-" The Englishmen raised his glass and lightly tapped it with the other. "Our daughters." He finished. It was a beat before Alfred nodded. "To our daughters."

When the two took a sip of their drinks, Alfred tilted his head and smiled. "You know, I always see you in Amelia. I always have. It's just something about her eyes..." The atmosphere seemed to ease up and Arthur tapped the table lightly and smiled too. "That's funny. I always see you in Alice. Something about her smile.." He trailed off and an awkward moment began as they realized that their daughters were actually looking in on them, through a porthole. As they moved their eyes to them, the girls dropped down, giggling lightly. Alfred smirked before glancing back at Arthur. "Now I know how a goldfish feels." He paused to look once more to see if they returned. "They turned out pretty good though, huh?"

"We've been lucky." Was the response Alfred received. There was a small pang in his chest as he took a moment to think. When he looked back fully, a small frown was on his face and he tried meeting Arthur's eyes again. "Sometime, if we're ever really alone, maybe we can talk about... What happened between us." He furrowed his eyebrows before resting his gaze to the flowers. "It all feels a bit hazy to me now... It ended so fast-"

"-It started so fast."

Arthur was now trying to meet eyes with him, looking a bit sad. Alfred nodded slowly, feeling that things were going downhill in the conversation as memories sparked up between the two. "Now that part I remember perfectly."

It was only a moment before the other snapped up, forcing himself out of the tense setting, and letting a small smile show. "So, you've done incredibly well. Your dream of owning your own vineyard actually came true." Alfred toyed with his hands, chuckling lightly. "Hey, how about you, always drawing on napkins and corners of newspaper? You're this major designer... pretty impressive." Arthur nodded. "Yeah, it's amazing. We both actually got where we wanted to go.."

"Yep. We did." The conversation took a small dip back into the tenseness, like a roller-coaster going up and down, and it was a small relief when Feli came in, carrying two bowls of soup. "So, what to do about the girls." Alfred spoke up as the bowls were set down, feeling that they would never get a moment to truly talk. Arthur shrugged lightly in response. "Well, I guess now that they've met, we can't very well keep them apart. I suppose I could keep them half of the year, and you could-"

"-Guys, they can't go to two schools every year." Feli cut in, causing Alfred to nod. "I agree." Arthur only sucked in a sharp breath before nodding again. "Alright, I could keep them for a whole year, then you could-" Alfred held up a hand to halt him. "Artie, this is why we..." He paused to glance at Feli who had paused in his serving to get into the conversation. He eeped when he was noticed before smiling and scurrying out of the room. Alfred then continued, meeting eyes evenly with Arthur. "This is why we came up with the solution we have."

Arthur scoffed in return and folded his arms. "Really? I thought it as because we decided never to see each other again." Though he was talking in a calm manner, a piece of venom touched every word. Alfred visibly winced before looking at Arthur in a sad manner. "Not we Artie..." The other just unfolded his arms while glancing around innocently. "You know, that part's become a bit hazy for me too over the years." He spun his finger to his head while Alfred raised an eyebrow. "You don't remember the day you packed?"

Arthur shook his head, forcing an almost sweet smile. "No, that day I remember perfectly. Did I hurt you when I threw that suitcase? I've often wondered..." While he sensed the other was trying to change the topic, as if mentioning it was the actual action, Alfred rubbed his shoulder lightly. "Let's put it this way... I'll never pitch for the Yankees." The conversation had taken another small dip downwards, and it was a split second before they decided instead of letting their soup grow cold, and the tension increase, they would have some.

Alfred was just about to put the spoon in his mouth before something came to mind. "So, how come you never got married again? I always figured you would be remarried by now, with a new family..." There was a small choking noise as Arthur swallowed wrong at the question. When he got his breath back he shook his head vigorously. "Me? No... no, no...no..." Alfred tilted his head, trying not to smile at how flustered the other man had gotten. "That's a lot of no's."

As if knowing the other was amused at his reaction, Arthur sat up straighter with a small frown on his face. "That's because I realized a long time ago, marriage wasn't for me." He started again on his soup, stopping the flow of talking and leaving the other to his thoughts for a while. Probably hoping that it would be the end of the conversation. Alfred had furrowed his eyebrows at him. Every topic they started on.. ended up going downhill. After a second he decided that he was going to try that topic again, tension be damned. "Arthur... You know I never may be alone with you again, so... about the day you packed... Why did you do it?"

He didn't expect the pained look that Arthur gave him. Nor did he expect the quiet response as the other man slumped his shoulders lightly, eyes completely locked with his. "Alfred, we were getting along so badly. We found out we each had tempers, said foolish things... So I packed, got on my first flight home..." He paused to clear his throat and visibly build himself back up before continuing with a shrug. "...And you didn't come after me."

It was then that Alfred noticed the music had stopped playing and how frightening the silence was right now. He shook his head, feeling helpless at the new information. "I didn't know I was supposed to." The other brushed him off quickly before handing off a bittersweet smile. "Well, it really doesn't matter now... Let's just put on a good face for the kids, shall we? Get this show on the road... Gosh, I'm still in London time!" While talking, Arthur checked his watch and seemed to be in a chipper mood now. Yet, Alfred was left behind. Just what was Arthur doing? It was clear that he was still hurt... So why fake being happy? Confused and feeling powerless, he nodded and sighed, letting the subject finally drop. "Okay. Yeah... You're right. Let's just get this show on the road." And though he said it in a convincing tone, he had too many thoughts in his mind.

As they continued on with the dinner, the two girls spying on their parents felt utter dread that their plan had failed... It seemed they were probably never going to get them back together.

...But, it wasn't over yet! Quickly leaving their posts near their parents and to another room, the twins hatched up a new plan full of great ideas and no room left for holes.

And this time for sure... It would work.

((I couldn't decide on who's POV to do this in, so I just tried my hand at 3rd. Pretty sucky hm? *sigh* Why can't those two just realize they still wuv each other?! Frustrating as heck with all this tension. Anyhoo, I hope you enjoyed this! I messed up a lot...but I hope you enjoyed it~ QwQ ))

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[6-9-17: I fixed a few things that bothered me]

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