You paced the length of your room, shared with Feliciano Vargas. He was your boyfriend of six months, you loved him to death. However, you felt like maybe you made a mistake. The little stick you had just peed on told you new life was forming inside you. It was too early in the relationship for this, right? It wasn't like the two of you were married, but not like that mattered nowadays. Boyfriends and Girlfriends had children all the time, they seemed pretty okay.. So that was the least of the problems. What if Feliciano just didn't want it? Perhaps he'd take off? Regardless, this was your baby, you were going to have it with or without him. Soon enough, he came home from work to see you frantically pacing the room.
"Hi, _____! What are you doing?" Feliciano asked, curiously.
"Oh! Uh, Hey, Feli! Just thinking about what pasta to make for dinner!" You said, rather nervously.
"Yum! But, I don't think that's what you're thinking about, you look panicked. Tell me, bella. I can help." He tried to comfort you, and he lead you to the bed to sit down.
"It's pretty big, promise you won't get mad, or freak out and leave?" You tried to make him promise, but that didn't mean Feli couldn't break it.
"I promise, but I'd do anything like that anyways! Trust me, bella." There was an anxious look in the sparkle of his eye.
"I'm pregnant." You braced yourself, awaiting the sound of packing bags, or a painful goodbye.
"Bella! Are you serious? This is wonderful!" Not what you were expecting, but what a relief!
"Really?" a bit skeptical, you asked.
"Yes! This is the best news you've ever given me!" Feli was quite happy.
"That's good, I was worried about how you'd react."
"Don't worry about that anymore, this is good! We need advice, though..." He looked off into space. "I KNOW WHO WE CAN ASK!"
The next thing you know, your at Ludwig's house.
"Germany! Germany! I need your help!!" Screamed Italy, followed by the quiet you.
"What? I'm working!" said Ludwig, obviously annoyed.
"We need advice! Me and ______, are having a baby!" Italy stated.
"Congratulations. How am I supposed to give advice? I don't have any children." Germany said quite bluntly. He was really absorbed in his work.
"Just tell me something! Anything! Please?" Feliciano begged.
"Alright. How about start by getting married? I mean, your going to start a family. If you were really serious about this relationship, you'd do it."
"Good Idea! Hey, bella, marry me!" Italy said. Not how you expected to get a proposal, not that you minded. You took notice that Ludwig face-palmed.
"S-Sure.." You said quietly.
"Great! Sorry I don't have a ring..I ordered one a few weeks ago but it hasn't showed up in the mail yet." exclaimed Feli. "I was going to ask you anyways."
There was an awkward silence among the group, until Italy broke the silence. "So, what now?"
"Go and get married! Have a baby! Geesh, what else?" Germany said, more annoyed than before, but then softened when he added, "_______, Congratulations. This'll be a happy time in your life."
"Thank you, Ludwig." You said quietly, and soon after left with your new, chatter-box of a fiancee.
Time passed and you got married a month after Feliciano proposed. It wasn't big, so it didn't take much planning. That size didn't matter, since all the two you wanted was to be bond together by marriage. In the end you were happy, and now your baby was due any day now.
"How are you feeling, bella?" Feli asked, as you lay curled up in the bed. You felt horrible, it had begun to get this way a few weeks prior. Now you just wanted to be normal again, and most of all, you wanted to see your baby.
"Not well..I feel..big.." You responded. "And tired.."
"It'll be okay, not much longer of this, okay?" Feli said, trying to comfort you.
"I guess..ngh!" When you finished your sentence you felt warm liquid flow down your leg. The slight pain set in, and you panicked.
"Oh my..Feli! My w-water broke!" You exclaimed, a panicked tone in your voice.
"Oh okay, stay calm, bella! It's gonna be okay!" Your Italian husband began to panic as well, and drove you quickly to the hospital, almost running over a few people in the process.
At the end of the extreme pain of labor and delivery, you held a small bundle of joy in your arms. It's hair resembled Feliciano's and it's eyes and cheek bones matched yours. This baby was perfect. Soon you took the little person home.
"What a perfect little baby." You breathed, laying the child down in the crib.
"Yes, and [he/she] is all ours, bella. This has made me so happy! Thank you!" Feli said happily, hugging you.
"This makes me happy too. Meeting you was the best thing that ever to me, Feli!" You said.
"Meeting you was the best thing that happened to me, too. Let's live happily ever after, okay, bella?" Italy said, snuggling into the crook of your neck.
"Sounds like a deal."
You and Feliciano indeed lived happily ever after. Adding more to your happily family, possibly?