Anderungen chapter 26

Two new Assassin's Creed games, and I got a Vita with Danganronpa (thank you, boyfriend!) Now you know why this took as long as it did.
Himayura Hidekaz owns Hetalia.
Warning- May contain some racial slurs or "speaking the lord(s) name in vain." I don't mean to offend ANYONE!
...I'll just say it. 'Might as well, since my boyfriend's mom already said so on FaceBook. SPEAKING OF PREGNACY, my boyfriend is going to be an uncle... By "accident." which means that his brother is really going to be getting married, because they failed to use protection, and instead decided to pull out, thinking that nothing would happen.
Something happened, aaaand they want to keep it... 'NOT MY PROBLEM, THO!
And I'm gonna be speeding along towards the pregnacy... Unless I have something else planned for the baby.
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America stared at himself in the mirror in the bathroom. 'You can really tell now.' He sat down on the tiled floor. 'Dammit, this is weird. I'm pregnant, and I married a person who was planning on doing... Doing whatever he was planning on doing to me.' He rubbed his stomach. 'How old are you now?' He saw a bump in his stomach for a second. 'Oh my God! Hello!' He smiled. 'I hope you turn out to be more like me.'

He heard somebody knocking on the door. "America?" It was Germany's voice. "America, are you okay?"

"Y-Yeah." He opened the door. "Yeah, everything's okay. Actually..." He opened the door for Germany. "I was just using the bathroom, when I saw the baby's foot!!"

"Really?" Germany lifted his hand. "Um... May I..?"

"Y-Yes!" America sounded excited. "I want you to feel your child, the same way I've been."

Germany placed his hand on America's stomach, and waited. "Wait, are you saying that you want me to be pregnant?"

America paused for a second to realized exactly what he said. "No, I didn't mean that. I'm just saying that I want you to feel the baby."

"Well, um..." He rubbed all around America's stomach. "I guess he or she doesn't want to greet me right now." He pulled his hand back, which immediately made America feel a bit light headed. "I'm sure you'll want to get some food soon, right?"

"Actually, I'm suddenly getting..." America dropped down to his knees.

"America! What-" Germany held his head. "What?" He sank down to America's level.

"G-Germany? It feels like..." America gasped. "I think England is killing my people again." He scooted over to Germany to give him a hug. Germany immediately wrapped his arms around America.

"Your people aren't the only ones. I'm starting to feel it myself." His body started shaking in rage. "Dammit! There's not nearly enough of my people across seas!" He stood up with America in his arms. "Prussia!"

"I don't think Prussia has anything to do with this."

"No, I'm calling him. Or at least I'm trying to! Prussia!"

"What?" Prussia groaned, walking out of his bedroom. "What do you wan- uh, is everything okay?"

"Would you or your army want to fight against England's, by chance? I can't exactly fight him myself with America in my arms, but I'll just get weaker if I let go of him, and... Fuck." He sat back down. "He's killing my people, Prussia. There's not enough of them in America right now, and I'm feeling it, even when I'm holding America. I'm not even taking most of the damage here, but I don't know what I can do for America, besides hold on to him right now. He has a huge army compared to us in there, and I want him here and in my control!"

"Jesus fucking..." Prussia muttered under his breath. "I'll do whatever I can to help you get back up on your own, but I would want Canada to stay here, far from England."

"I'll take care of him, if you can take care of England for me."

"I will, but it will take about a day to get there, depending on where "there" is. I'll send boats all over, but we don't know for sure where the hell he is. At least I can take over England, which will probably lead him back."

"I'll join you, once I feel better-"

"No, you won't! You'll stay here with Canada and America and make sure that they're okay! I'll need some paper, a quil, and Gilbird. I'll tell France first, since he had a bird as well. I'll tell him to tell Spain, and then..." Prussia started muttering his plans to himself while running away from the two.

"I'll get my own army to help his out at least... Whenever I can move again."

"Is holding me, and me holding you actually doing anything to help either of us?"

"I think, a little. How did you know that it was England right away, though? I mean, you ARE sure that it's England, right?"

"I think so. It's somebody, at least. I'm a bit afraid to close my eyes right now, though, and I doubt that I'll be able to tell by closing my eyes alone. It doesn't even hurt as much as it did before. Well, not yet, anyway. I think it's probably because we're holding each other right when it started. But again, since his people are killing both of our people, I'm not sure if doing this will even matter."

"Well, one thing that I know for sure is, he'll be feeling the same thing right about now, but he doesn't have anybody to hold." Germany screamed in frustration. "I'll KILL him!" He ran a hand through his hair. "At least I would, if I had the energy for that. Well, the least I could do is carry you to bed."

"You don't have to- ah!" Germany stood up again with America in his arms.

"I'd rather be in bed than on the floor."

"I guess that makes sense. Um..." America hummed. 'Should I ask him?' He hesitated.

"What's wrong? Wait, I have to put you down for a second. You'll have to hold me while standing."

"I can do that." America kept his arms around Germany's neck. "Wh-What are you going to do to England, if Prussia gets him here."

Germany didn't answer right away. He opened the door and carried America to the bed. "I'm not sure... Maybe I'll starve him or something. That won't require me to actually do anything, so I can focus more on you and the baby. Or maybe I'll let Prussia handle him. It doesn't really matter, as long as he's where we can get him immediately when we "need" him."

"They're going to have to stop sometime. England's people are also dying, I'm sure."

"During that time, I'll be gathering my own army to fight with Prussia's."

America hugged Germany tighter. "Are you going to leave?"

"Um... No. I'm not going to leave you. Part of me wants to be there with my people, but at the same time I don't think I would be able to be away from you for too long. Plus, I would suddenly get weak all the time because of England."

"Why would England, or his people at least, do any of this? Why are they murdering each other?"

Germany sighed deeply. "I don't know. It could have something to do with power? That's why you and Canada were originally taken here."

"Why weren't you two with the people who took us?"

"We knew that the people who we sent could take care of the job by themself. If we went with them, and something were to happen when we're gone, well... Who knows what would happen? Others nations would probably try to take over while we're gone."

America growled in anger. "Really? Because I was at home, and you STILL took America away from me!"

'Shit, I said the wrong thing!' His mind started racing, trying to come up with an idea to make it better. 'I'm exhausted.' He groaned. 'I'll kill England!' He held America closer to him. "If it weren't me, then it would have been England. At least I've never killed any of your people. In fact, my people are helping them right now... Or at least, they're trying to."

"I almost want to see it, to watch over our people, but it hurts even more when I do!"

"I understand what you mean." Germany sighed.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you just now."

Germany wasn't expecting that. "No, no. You have every right to be mad at me."

"Y- err... Um... What if it's not England?"

"Then we would let him go and find out who the cause of this is."

America growled. "I want to help Prussia, dammit."

Germany sighed. "So do I, but we can't. 'Especially since both me and Prussia would be gone, with only a pregnant and a quiet man to protect the place."

America tried to leave the bed, but Germany had a good grip on him. "I don't want to be stuck like this. He can't keep on killing our people! They'll need a break SOMETIME! I need to move, damn it!" He sat up on Germany's lap. "If holding each other protects us, what would having sex do?"

Germany had to think about that for a while. "I don't know- wait, you're not holding me. Can you get off of me for a moment?"

"I guess..." America climbed out of bed. "...Well, so far I'm fine. I guess they had to take a break for... Whatever reason."

Germany sat up. "You're shaking, America."

"I'm hungry, Germany."

"Then why would you ask about having sex?"

America shrugged. "I was just curious."

"It would probably help, but I don't know for sure. We should get you something to eat since we can move freely right now. I want to be really close by to you, just in case."

"Yeah, okay." America sighed. 'You always are...'