"You know what would be fantastic, Al? If you would stop running around like a chicken with it's head cut off and take me to the hospital!" Maddy crossed her arms and glared at the blond, who was ignoring her and continued to run around the house screaming. He eyes narrowed at him as he froze in the living room and clenched his fists in his hair. "Alfred F. Jones!"

He looked at her, his eyes wide. "I'm not ready to be a father."

She facepalmed so hard, the sound echoed throughout the house and there was a mark on her forehead. "You're not going to be a father! You're going to be an uncle! Now come on! I don't want to give birth without pain medication again. Once was enough for me."

"But what if they don't like me?"

She stopped, staring at him in shock and annoyance. "You're worried that they won't like you? They haven't been born yet! Can I give birth to them before we figure out if they're going to like you or not?"

"They're not even due for another three weeks!"

"Twins are usually premature! Can we go?" She just wanted to get to the hospital and give birth, damn it! He was ignoring her again, basically having an existential crisis on the floor. Oh my god, I am going to murder you. "Alfred! If you don't get up right now, I'm going to drive myself to the hospital!"

"No." Alfred sat up and gathered a bag of baby supplies he thought might be needed and herded the annoyed and inflicted blonde out to the car. He did not want to get a lecture from his brother about this if she had to drive herself to the hospital. He knew it wouldn't end well for him and if something happened to any of the three people he was now responsible for? He would be dead. The drive was quiet, but gradually got tense and more worrisome as the pain worsened. By the time they got there, Maddy was holding back tears and Alfred refused to let her walk. That dried whatever tears she may have cried right then real fast. "Alfred, put me down! I can walk!" Turns out she couldn't walk on her own. This seemed to piss her off more than him losing his mind when she'd gotten her first contraction. The doctors came, took her down a pristine white hallway and directed him to a waiting room. There was already a crowd of people clustered in the corner closest to the hallway. Severus ran up to him. "Hey kid."

"Is momma okay?" The child's eyes were glued to the door they'd taken his mother through.

Alfred ruffled his hair. "Your mom's gonna be fine. She's tough and the doctors will take care of her."

The brunette boy didn't look convinced, but Alfred led him back to the group and his father. He looked around, noting that Francis, Lovino and Severus were already there. That made sense, since they'd been close to the hospital anyway. He'd decided not to ask when he'd called them to let them know what was happened and they'd told they were close. He just needed to know one thing- where was Matthew? It was his children that were about to be born, where was he? Alfred felt a tap on his shoulder and whipped around to face his twin. "Hey Mattie!"

Matthew rolled his eyes at the nickname. "Traffic was awful. Have you heard anything from the doctors?"

Alfred shook his head and they sat down, waiting for seemed like an eternity. Turns out, it was only about six hours before the doctor was waking them all up with a jolt. Well, everyone except Sev and Francis. According to the frenchman, the poor child had been too worried about his mother to sleep and the blond hadn't wanted to leave the child unsupervised. The doctor led the five of them to the room containing the woman they were all worried about and stepped out, telling them not to get too riled up. Sev finally released his vice-like grip on his father's leg and rushed over to his mother. The blonde looked at him and gave him a tired smile. "Hey little man. Look who's a big brother now."

Severus clambered onto the bed and held one of the babies, his eyes wide with wonder. "She's so tiny."

"You look... tired." Alfred said, raising an eyebrow at his newborn nieces.

This comment earned him a pillow in the face. "How about you give birth to twins and let's see how you look." Maddy snapped, glaring at him despite how tired she was. She went to lean back, but realized that the pillow she'd just chucked at Alfred's head had been there for a reason that wasn't attacking your annoying family members. "Wait, I actually need that." She reached out and made a grasping motion with her fingers to indicate that she wanted the pillow. It was eventually handed to her and she put it in its place before laying back. She opened her eyes again when a nurse came in. "Which one is older?"

The nurse gestured to the baby Matthew was holding. "She is. By three minutes."

"So what are you going to name them?" Francis asked, once the nurse had left.

Matthew and Maddy exchanged a look before grimacing. Matthew was the first to speak. "Well, we had an idea for whichever of them was born first." He looked down at his daughter uncomfortably. "We were thinking... Brittany."

Silence fell over the room except for the other baby, who was cooing at Severus. He seemed happy that his younger sister had taken such a liking to him. He giggled and cooed right back at her, booping her nose. She laughed and smiled at him. He beamed and looked, silently making sure everyone else had seen the event.

"It's perfect." Francis murmured, taking his granddaughter from his son and smiling at her. "'Ello little one." She giggled and grasped some of his hair in her tiny fingers. "She has your eyes, Cheri."

"Hopefully she won't be like me."

"What about her?" Alfred asked, gesturing to the second child.

"Selene." Maddy answered immediately, earning a groan from Matthew.

"You can't be serious." he muttered.

She shrugged at him. "I am."

"I like it." Severus said quietly, cradling his sister close to him. "Momma, why are her eyes red?"

"She's albino." His mother yawned and patted the spot next to her. He cuddled next to her and leaned his head against her side. "You say you like the name 'selene?'" He nodded and she smiled. "Can't argue with that." She settled into a more comfortable position and hugged her son closer. He was still holding Selene, but he looked up at her as she yawned. At his questioning stare, she smiled slightly. "Giving birth is tiring."

"Come on." Lovino said, gesturing to the boy. "Let your mom rest."

Severus looked disappointed, but handed Selene off to Alfred and kissed his mother's nose. "Love you."

She smiled and booped him back. "Love you too. I'll call you when I get home, okay?"

He nodded and slid off the bed, joining his father in the doorway. He waved and they left. Maddy shook her head, knowing her son would probably sleep next to the phone until she called. She nuzzled her daughter's forehead before her eyelids drooped and she fell asleep.

pinkittwice54: light-hearted? I don't do that. As for what you were getting into, lots of drama and feels.