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GermanyxReader - Pen Pals - Part 10

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You and Ludwig drove home with your new born baby girl. You decided to name her ___. Ludwig couldn't stop looking at you and your baby girl in the passenger seat; he was too distracted by you both. He was also extremely happy about the fact that he was going to be a daddy; an actual father to your guys' new baby. He smiled ear to ear, as well as you, trying to drive home as fast and safely as possible. Once you both arrived to the corner of the street you'd lived on, you could see over 10 cars parked around your one house. You knew right off the back who they were, and you could't wait to introduce the baby to the world; every country was there. You both walked up the few steps in front of the door, coos to each other; Ludwig grabbed the knob and slowly opened the door, and as you walked in, you could see everyone around the house, looking at you and the infant in your arms. They all ran up and said hi, giving you careful hugs and meeting the baby. First was Prussia and America.
"Whoa! Dude! This baby's the coolest thing that's ever come out of you, ___!" Everyone stopped and stared for a few seconds. "…That came out wrong, didn't it?" He feverishly scratched the back of his head.
"Thank you, Alfred!" You gave him a big, warm smile, and everyone laughed again, trying to get a good look at the baby.
"Alfred's right! This baby is almost as awesome as I am!" He started making kiss faces at her, trying to make her laugh. You smiled at Prussia and back at your baby, giggling at the funny faces he was making. Gilbird flew around Prussia's head, noting that he was happy, just like Prussia was. Next came England, France and Canada.
"Bloody guts that's a beautiful baby girl!" He lightly stroked her ___ baby hair, trying to be as careful as possible. You admired that.
"Thank you, Arthur." You gave him a polite smile.
"Oh but of course, ___. Anything for your beautiful baby girl. What's her name again?" You remembered how you forgot to mention that; you kindly told everyone your baby girl's name. They all thought it was perfect, just like you and Ludwig.
"Mon cheer, that baby is quite gorgeous! I can't wait ti see what she'll look like when she's-"
"Oh shut it Francis!" England smacked the back of his head before France could say the wrong thing. You laughed at the two.
"My my…may I-"
"Yes you may, Matthew. Here you go." You handed him the adorable infant.
"Oh really? i…I didn't mean hold her, b-but if you insist, I…I-"
"Don't worry about it, Matthew. Just be real careful with her."
"I…I get to hold her! She-she's beautiful! …Much like you, ___." He looked up at you, his cheeks red as a rose.
"Oh Matt…you're too sweet." You pet his head, meeting with his soft, blonde hair a bit. After Canada came Russia, Ukraine, and Belarus. You were kind of scared, and so was Canada. He kindly and gently handed you your baby back, trying not to be seen by Russia.
"Oh, hi Ivan." You held your baby closer.
"Oh, hello ___. I don't mean to terrify everyone, I just wanted to take a look at the beautiful baby girl you're holding." He gave you a shy, yet kind smile, and soon enough, you felt comfortable around him. He bent his knees so he was leveled with the baby's eyes. He started talking to her, smiling and making goofy faces. You then saw your baby's arm stretch out just a little bit. You were shocked and excited at what Russia made her do.
"She…her arm. She likes you, Ivan." He just smiled and stood back up, as tall as he was.
"Well, I guess she does. She's an amazingly stunning head turner, isn's she Ukraine?" She walked up from behind Russia.
"Da! She certainly is, little brother. She's going to grow up to be a beautiful baby. After all, she looks a lot like you, ___!" You thanked them both as you felt your cheeks warm up. You then saw Belarus slowly rise up from Russia's shoulder. Her frown quickly vanished after seeing your baby. She walked up closer.
"Oh my!  Your baby…she's so pretty and adorable!" You suddenly saw her smiling, which was a shock to everyone in the room. No one's ever seen Belarus smile before. After the few seconds of her beautiful, bright smile, you saw it begin to frown. "Brother Russia…why don't you and I have a baby like her?!" Her pupils grew extremely tiny again, and she chased him.
"No, Natalia! We can't! I-"
"And why not, Ivan?!" She chased him with her knife, all the way out of the house.
"Oh my! Please excuse us, ___." Ukraine ran after the two, and all three were no longer in the house. After the awkward silence, everyone focused their attention on you again.
"Let'a me see'a the baby!" You saw Italy run up to you with Switzerland, Liechtenstein and Japan.
"Hello Feliciano!"
"Hi ___! Where's'a the baby? I need'a to see the baby!"
"Well, she's right-"
"Oh!" His scream kind of scared you. "She's  a beautiful, beautiful baby, ___!" He started talking to her. "Hi ___, you're here'a me? I said'a you're a beautiful baby! Yes you are! Just'a like'a the pasta!" You laughed at his remarks towards your baby, comparing everything to pasta. You enjoyed him so much.
"Itary is right. Your baby is trury a beauty, ___. Words cannot describe how beautifurl she really is."
"Well thank you Kiku. That was very nice of you." You saw as he reached to lightly stroke the baby's soft cheek. You adored the attention your baby was giving the both of you. Everyone was so nice and supportive about you and your baby. You let Liechtenstein hold her as she and Switzerland adored ___, holding her tiny hands and playing with her.
"She just gorgeous, __, huh big broder?"
"Yeah..she is. She's the cutest thing on the face of the planet." You could almost see tears in Switzerland's eyes. Italy cheered the tone of the room up again, and you saw the Nordics walk up with Sealand.
"Sweden, Finalnd, look at the amazing little infant of a baby!"
"Wow Peter, you're right! ___, she's a gorgeous child."
"Well thank you Peter and Tino." Sweden walked up and agreed with them, Denmark and Iceland followed behind.
"Daddy! Did I look like that as a baby?" Sealand pulled on Sweden's coat.
"I don't know, Peter. We bought you on ebay when you were 6."
"Oh…I forgot. Well, that's still a cute baby you know!" Sealand jumped around you as you held your baby close to you. You laughed as you saw him excited as can be. Iceland smiled, admiring the baby from a distance, but he couldn't resist. He had to at least stroke your baby's arm or something. America ran up again, trying to view the baby as much as he could. The crowd was huge. He nudged Iceland along with Denmark, noticing how badly they wanted to feel the baby. Turkey and Greece were right behind them.
"Dude! Go for it, bro! You can't just stand there and stare at ___, you need to touch the baby!" He pushed them a little harder, and suddenly, they stood right in front of you, looking down at the adorable baby.
"Wow, Alfred, you were right for once!" Denmark jumped for joy, grabbing America's and Sealand's hands! They looked and felt like children, but they didn't care. Greece walked up, feeling the baby's hair; Turkey played with her feet. You gave off a small giggle, noticing how funny it was to see all these grown men act like children around your baby. Spain, Romano, Grandpa Rome, and Germania walked up. You smiled at them, holding your baby out for them to see clearly. Greece politely moved away so they could see better; Grandpa Rome and Romano were calm about the sight of the baby, but they couldn't help but play with her. Germania and Spain held each other's hands and jumped around after they heard her make a tiny noise.
"Germania, did you hear that?! She laughed!"
"Yeah, I know!" They were so happy and excited, and all you did was laugh. You've never before seen them like this, and you knew it wasn't going to happen for a long time; you enjoyed every second of it while you could. You noticed Holy Roman Empire and Chibitalia on the floor, standing next to each other below Grandpa Rome. They were almost hiding from all the commotion from the grown ups. You decided to kneel down, meeting their level. Holy Roman Empire walked up first, holding Chibitalia's hand, and they both stood there in shock.
"Hey, do you two want to see her, too?" They looked at each other, then back at you with a huge smile. They quickly ran up closer, and they started poking her arm. Chibitalia started holding her puny hand and kissing it, while Holy Roman Empire started counting her toes. It was the cutest thing you'd ever seen; three adorable babies playing with each other. Your daughter liked them a lot, and you let them play with her. You'd asked Ludwig to grab her car seat from the car so you could put her in it and set her on the table. Once he did, he helped you gently put her in her seat, and you set her down right in front of you on the living room table. You sat on the couch, watching as Chibitalia and Holy Roman Empire played with her.
Grandpa Rome walked up, filling your ears and thoughts with nothing but compliments about your daughter. Ludwig and Germania talked about her as well, and everyone was happy. Liechtenstein played with Chibitalia and Holy Roman Empire, keeping an eye on your daughter. You then saw Poland, Latvia, Lithuania, and Estonia walk up to you. They weren't trembling as much as they did with Russia around, but they still had that fear.
"_-___, w-we just w-wanted to tell you that…your baby is beautiful." Lithuania was shaking with a panicky voice, hoping only the right words would come out from his mouth. Poland popped up from behind.
"Like, for reals girl! Your daughter be breakin' hearts and junk. We should, like, hook up and buy her some hip baby clothes and junk!" You loved how Poland acted; and it was hard to believe that he was straight, but you loved these four just like you loved everyone else.
"Y-yeah. Please don't tell Russia anything if we harmed you in any way." You stood up and hugged Latvia.
"Oh Raivis, there's no need to worry about anything. You four aren't in any trouble at all; thank you all for the compliments, though! You four are the sweetest boys ever." You gave them a group hug, and after a few seconds, they hugged you back. They weren't shaking anymore, and they had ear to ear smiles on their faces. They walked over to the baby and started playing with her. Everyone loved your baby girl, playing with her, the expressions she made on her face, how small she was. It was amazing how the world loved your baby; literally. Well, most of the world, for that part. You were so happy and cheerful about the family you and Ludwig were starting, and about the gathering at your house with all the countries. They were all so nice and fun, and you loved them all the way they loved you. They especially loved your daughter. But who wouldn't?
You saw China, Taiwan, South Korea, and Thailand run in, panicking for their lives. "Where's the baby?!" China was panting as he tried to look around for your daughter. You saw America walk up to him. You knew this wasn't going to end well.
"Geez, I'm sorry Yao. You didn't hear the bad news?"
"Aiyah! What the hell are you talking about?!"
"Well, this sin't so easy to tell you but-" China grabbed America's shoulders and shook him rapidly.
"Alfred spit out the bad news!"
"She's dead."
"WHAT?! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TRYING TO-"
"She's not dead, he right over there." Russia was back, smiling like always; he was panting as well. America tried to get him to shush, but Russia finished his sentence before he noticed America's gestures.
"Oh, I'm sorry…what was that Alfred?"
"*Face palm* Ahhh never min-"
"America you an ass!" He pointed his finger in America's face before storming off toward you. "Well hi there ___, ___'s daughter; sorry about all the commotion and such. A Chinese man's gotta do what a Chinese man's gotta do. So…let me see that amazing baby of yours, aru."
"Oh, sure. She's right here." You turned the seat over to China; Taiwan, South Korea and Thailand followed behind.
"AIYAH! She-she's beautiful-aru!" His eyes were glimmering as he stared at her, and you couldn't even believe it.
"You're right, Yao!" Taiwan jumped right next to him, making faces at your baby. You loved when they did that; it made them look 5 years old again. Thailand rubbed his eyes and looked at her again.
"My my, Yao, you're spot on correct! She's too magnificent for words."
"I second that." South Korea walked right next to Thailand, admiring your baby girl. They all got a chance to play with her hands, and Chibitalia showed them her curl on the top of her head. He twiddled the strand of hair between his tiny, stubby fingers. You were shocked at the fact that she had a curl; even though you nor Ludwig had one. You ran up next to Chibitalia, lightly stroking the curl. "Wow" you sighed under your breath. Everyone laughed, knowing exactly what that curl stood for. You were at first scared at this, but you let it go after a few seconds. After all, Italy and Romano had a curl all their life, and still do, and nothing bad ever happened to them that you could recall. Besides, Ludwig was her father; he wasn't going to let anything bad happen to her, nor would you. After a few more hours at the gathering, everyone was leaving, one by one. They all said goodbye, leaving gifts on the table, and at last, you, Ludwig, and your daughter were finally alone together. You hadn't even realized how badly you liked the feeling of just the three of you.
After another half hour, your baby had fallen asleep. You put her in the crib upstairs, watching her for a few more minutes. Ludwig walked up behind you, rubbing your shoulders. "She's beautiful; just like you.'
"Oh stop Ludwig; but she is, isn't she." You couldn't stop staring at your daughter, knowing how much you loved her.
"C'mon ___. Let her sleep, okay?"
"Okay honey." you both gave her a light kiss and turned the light off. You both quietly walked back down stairs and into the living room to sit on the couch. Ludwig sat down with you on his lap, massaging your tense shoulders. You sat back on him, enjoying the feeling of his nice hands rub your aching back. You both sat there in silence, thinking about life and its wonders. You turned to lay your head on the arm of the couch, your legs stretched out on Ludwig's lap. He stroked your hair as you began to sing. You kept your eyes closed, relaxing in that very spot. He started kissing you around your face and neck, making you feel like a princess.
"Oh I love you Ludwig."
"I love you too, __." You wrapped your arms around his neck as he put himself on top of you.
"Ludwig," He quickly stopped from kissing you to look you in the eyes.
"Yes, ___?" He smiled at you after you smiled at him.
"When can we have another?"
I finally found the time to type up the last part; and this is the official last part. I need to move on to making stories from all the requests I have. Enjoy! ^.^
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