Outside the restaurant, Berlin was keeled over with her hands on her knees. France had a hand on her back, rubbing it in comforting circles.
“Maria, I am so, so sorry. I don’t know w’at came over me, I was seemply… I didn’t want to settle for anyzing les than ze best on zis special day, mon amour,” apologies spilled out of his mouth endlessly, and all Berlin did chuckle quietly. She was honestly exhausted, but she stood up anyway. France took the opportunity to kiss her forehead.
“Is zis ze kind of lifestyle our baby v’ill have to look forward to?” France blinked stupidly.
“Pardon?” Berlin smirked.
“Our child, imbecile.” She pecked him on the lips. “It v’as my surprise gift to you, liebe. I’m pregnant.” At a loss for words, France only picked up his wife around the waist and kissed her senseless under the pale streetlight. He wouldn’t change this anniversary for the world.
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Short page is short 8D
Part 2 out of your gift that keeps on giving! Stay tuned for tomorrow~
Anyway, I hope I didn't screw up your Hetalia cannon with this, I just had to do something for the sweet couple on their anniversary.
And yes, I couldn't not blow something up. It's Hetalia for goodness sakes! xD
Accents? I REFUSE. NO. I failed at them, I'm so sorry xD
And I tried to italicize all the non-english words, but... Eh, if I missed one I missed one.
La Belle et le Cochard is Lady and the Tramp in french.
