Accidental Reunion. EnglandXReader (for contest!)

Accidental Reunions.

Pregnant!ReaderXEngland

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"Arthur...." You whispered. You tried shaking your husband so he could awake.

"Nghh..." Arthur groaned. He barely shifted his position and hugged you.

"Wake up Arthur..." you said a little louder and shook him a little harder.
"...It's too early." he groaned into your stomach.

"...It's 10 am, it isn't that early..." You purred. "And you said we'd go shopping..."
"...so? Let me please... Sleep more..." Arthur yawned and hugged your arms.

"But Arty..." Your eyes started to glass. "...I am hungry." you started sobbing. "I want..."

With that, he suddenly sat up and looked at you with incredulous eyes. "W-what? You want MY cooking?"

You rubbed your glassy eyes. "...no, but I wanted you to get up." you smirked and pulled on his arm. "Now that you're fully awake, get up!" 'I am not that stupid' you thought. "NOW." you shook him harder. "AND you promised me we were going shopping!" You said, barely controlling your rage, for some reason. You were so calm a moment ago, what the hell happened?

"Shut up!" he yelled into his pillow. '...wait, what?'

"____..." He growled and looked at your (e/c) eyes with annoyance. "You tricked me!" you could literally see steam coming out of his ears. He also looked disappointed (he actually thought you'd give him a chance). "And i told you we were going, so calm down!"
Now you really started sobbing for real, when he snapped. Tears were now rolling down your flushed face.

Arthur's eyes widened. Oh he'd done it. "U-Uh, Love, d-don't cry, I am getting out." He tried to calm you. "And trying to force me up isn't going to be good for you or the baby." he pointed at your stomach. "C-calm down."

You smiled and wiped your tears. "Im sorry..." you sniffed."I hate this, all these stupid moods swings and all...." You then looked at your swollen belly. "It's so stupid! I feel normal a second and the next second I'm craving your cooking then I am behaving like some emotional woman..." You said sobbing some more while trying to laugh it off. Arthur listened to your rambling.

"I am sorry I have been such a nuisance this morning... And any other morning... But right now I just want to eat something with lots of syrup and go shopping." you smiled, rubbing off the stray tears. Arthur chuckled and wiped another stray tear on the end of your eye.

"At least it will be worth it soon." You smile sweetly at your stomach. "Right?" you said hugging your stomach.

Arthur softened and looked sweetly at your stomach as well. You were now 7 months pregnant with his child and he couldn't be more happier. Well, maybe a little bit happier than when you two tied the knot.

He then stood up and hugged your belly from behind. "Yes love, it will all be worth it love... Everything will...-"

"So can we leave now?" You smiled and looked at him like you didn't even have that episode at all. "Because I want something with maple syrup and then I want to get some stuff for the baby!"

Arthur couldn't help but laugh wholeheartedly. Those Pregnancy mood swings were crazy.
"Fine, Fine..." he then kissed your cheek."I'll change and we'll go to a cafe for breakfast and then we can go to the shopping centre." he kissed you again. "You sighed in contentment."How's that love?"

"That's absolutely wonderful Iggy!" You chirped.

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"Frickin' Hell, why do I have to carry the shoppin'?" A Scotsman groaned. He had Red hair and emerald eyes; he was tall and had a piercing in his ear. He looked the oldest.

Three certain brothers were walking through a shopping centre after buying some food from the market. Two certain brothers were accompanying their younger brother for some 'quality family shopping time!' or so he said.

"Because... Because... Um... Ye owe me a favour?" An Irishman said. "And I can't carry any more!" The second oldest of the brothers motioned holding up both his hands with bags. He had strawberry blond hair and green eyes as well. "Aw, come on!"

"And someone had to restrain him from buying potatoes." Another voice said.

"So why isn't Dylan doing anything?" The Redhead complained.

"Do you expect me to help? I only came because Liam wanted us to come together. I am not carrying any shopping of his." The Welshman called Dylan retorted. He had Brown hair and the same green eyes than the rest of his brothers.

"You little ...-"

"Ian! Dylan! Look, Is that Arthur?" Liam, the Irishman pointed to his brothers. "And with a lass!" They all looked to see Arthur and you walking hand by hand in front of a bookstore.

"When did he get the Lass?" Ian huffed. "That's surprisin'." He smirked.

"Indeed." Dylan said. "But she is his wife, don't you remember we were invited to their marriage a year or two or so?"

"He got married to ____ ____! They were sweethearts since high school!" Liam reminded them. "Remember?" Liam looked at his brother and looked back at Arthur and ____.

"Oh... Right." Ian laughed. He then dropped his cargo for a second before grabbing a cigar and lighting it. "It's still surprisin' though." he then grimaced a little bit.

"Are you still upset he got married before you? You could have married years ago but you never got the guts to propose to your girlfriend." Dylan said to Ian. Ian just growled.

"Are ye askin' for a fight, aye?" Ian glared at his younger brother. Mock fighting was common with his brother, that's how they got along, just fine.

"No." Dylan smirked and glared back. "But if you insist...-"

"ARTHUR! ____! Over here!" Liam yelled, and started waving his arms to attract attention. Dylan's and Ian's eyes widened and they looked at each other and smirked.
Oh let the party begin.

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"Wow! Those were some nice pancakes!" You sighed happily. "I wish I could of had more Maple syrup though."

"____, you nearly used up a whole bottle in your stack of pancakes." He deadpanned.

You giggled and scratched the back of your head sheepishly. "Ah... yes." You laughed. "And at least we could do some shopping as well! Now I think I won't bother you for the rest if the day~"

"Let's wish that love." England chuckled nervously. "You know, we should put together all that stuff you got for the baby shower."

"Oh yeah! Sweden's Baby cradle, he gave us so much baby furniture, handmade!" You said. "And we have to put away all the stuff everyone else got for us!"

"I wonder why you even want to buy more stuff for the baby..." He mumbled. "We basically got everything."

"I know Arty, but you can never have too much bab-"

"ARTHUR! _____! Over here!" was heard from afar. Arthur's eyes widened. It sounded a lot like his older brother, Ireland.

"Is that..."

"Liam~!" You shouted happily. "Hi!!" You said before grabbing Arthurs hand and dragging him to them.

"O-Oy! Don't run you idiot! You are not even supposed to run now that your pregnaaaant!" He yelled while you ran and dragged him along. You then stopped and Arthur opened his eyes he had suddenly closed.

And when he opened the he was welcomed by 3 more pairs of emerald eyes just like his, staring right at him, and smirking.

"Hello Little brother!" Liam smiled. "And ____!"

"Arthur. ____" Dylan nodded.

"Look who it is! Little Git wonder!" Ian smirked. Arthur growled at his oldest brother then sighed. "And his Mrs!"

'Oh god, kill me now...' Arthur thought. He wanted to die right there and then. Who would of known he would of run into his dreaded 3 older brothers in the same shopping centre, in the whole entire world?!

"Hello Liam, Dylan, Ian, Surprising to see you here! We haven't seen you three since the wedding!" You exclaimed.

"Yeah,it's been a while 'asn't it lass?" Liam smiled, and then his eyes widened in shock when he looked at your stomach. "You're up de spoyt?! for 'oy long?! whaen is it due?" Ian and Liam nodded.

"It's not a thing you twit." Arthur sighed. "_____ is due in 3 months." they all gasped.
"Congrats' Arthur, ____." Ian said, puffing smoke through his mouth, and then shaking of the ash of his cigar at the nearby bin.

"Yes! Congratulashuns, ____ an' Arthur!" Liam gushed. "I am finally gonna be an uncle!"
'He's surprisingly happy today.' Arthur thought. His brother looked more happy than usual, and they haven't fought yet. Yet. 'He's a lot more chatty than usual too...'

"Hehe, yes." You laughed. "Thank you." You smiled. "No problem lassie!"

"Do you know what gender it is yet?" Dylan asked Arthur.

"We are keeping that a surprise." Arthur hugged your waist. "It's all in the excitement of parenthood." You nodded and rested your head on the crook of Arthur's neck. Dylan nodded.

"So..." Ian light up a fresh cigarette and put it in his mouth. "How ye going?" he asked you.

"...Eh... What do you mean?" You asked. He seemed in an okay mood. He was never like that before so you were surprised.

"Have ye lashed out on old Arty 'ere? With ye know, mood swings and stuff?" he was asking you if you had busted on Arthur?!

You blushed and looked away. "Yes, I have actually, once I hit him with a frying pan out of anger because he didn't bring me my pastry." You explained. "He was knocked up cold for an hour." 'I blame Elizabeta for having her pan there when she visited us with Roderich the other day."

Ian laughed and patted your head. "Must have deserved it, aye?"

"I guess so." You grinned. You then checked your watch, it was about 1pm. And you were hungry again. You blamed the baby.

"Who's up for lunch?" You asked. All the brothers looked at you. Then your stomach growled, and they laughed at you. "What? I am eating for two here y'know?"

"Should I cook then?" Arthur asked.

"NO!" You and his brothers yelled at once.

"Ye don't want to kill yer baby with yer cooking, do ye?" Ian smirked. "Are ye mental or somethin'?"

"And ye don't want to kill ____ here with yer not-so-good cooking here!" Liam teased.

"Ok, Ok! No need to get frisky! You ungrateful gits!" Arthur yelled. "I'll kill you three for being a bunch of bloody wankers!"

"Let's eat at a restaurant then." Dylan suggested, ignoring Arthur completely. You and the others nodded. Arthur just gaped. You giggled at his shocked face and grabbed his hand.

"Let's eat pasta!" You said suddenly and smiled. Arthur just looked at you and stared. "Oh god, you're turning into Feliciano."

"Great idea! Let's go to Feli's Restaurant!" You beamed. 'Pastaaa~! Is that what you want honey?' you looked at your belly and smiled.

"Italian? That's ok with me." Liam huffed. "It's actually quite tempting." Dylan stated.

"As long as Arthur pays, I'm all yers!" Ian smirked resting his arm in Arthurs head.

"O-Oy!" Arthur fumed. "Get off!"

"Pasta~Pasta~Pasta~" You kept on chanting. Your hormones now on high. You then felt kicking on the inside of your stomach.

"A-Arthur!" You gasped. All three fighting brothers suddenly froze and looked at you.

"____! Are you ok?!" The four said out once. Arthur looked the most worried.

"The baby is kicking!" you laughed and grabbed Arthurs hand and led it to your stomach. He gasped and grinned when he felt small hard kicks against his palm.

"I think we have a future Soccer player here!" Arthur grinned in bliss. Ian and Dylan groaned.

"And it's practicing with my organs..." You said. You then turned to Arthur's brothers who were watching you and Arthur intently.

"You guys, come here if you want!" You said. The three brothers looked at each other and then put their hand on your stomach. They all gasp/grinned/gushed at the kicks. After a few seconds the kicking stopped and they all removed their hands from your belly. You were smiling happily.

"Good Job Laddie." Ian ruffled Arthurs hair. He had a secret message in there. He then grinned at Arthur who was blushing in embarrassment. "I-idiot!"

"Let's go then. We have to go get our car, I will send any of your the directions or just follow us, okay?" You said and tilted your head cutely. You then grabbed Arthurs hand.

"See you later!" You chimed before leaving with Arthur. He waved before walking with you.

"See you at the restaurant." Dylan said and they all waved back and left
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While you were walking back to your car you turned to Arthur. "That wasn't bad was it? I am surprised you acted so calm, not saying like how you acted in our wedding." You giggled.

Arthur blushed. "They were acting like a bunch of idiots there, who wouldn't be angry if they got drunk in ones wedding!" Arthur huffed and gripped your hand tighter and sighed.

"I guess it wasn't half bad." Arthur mumbled under his breath. He'd never admit it, not even to his brothers. But you and your acute hearing heard his mumble so you kissed his cheek.

"I am glad." you said. 'How long will this last?'
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3 and a half hours later~

"Aye, Tis' Wine is gooood~!" Liam slurred. "Me might take a lil' over to me place!" He hiccuped and fell asleep before slamming into the table.
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"This thing ye call 'Whiskey' does not take like WHISKEY! It tastes like crap!" Ian said before drinking some more whiskey.

"You oughtta Try mineeee~ Mine is best." A drunk Dylan grinned at his brother and drank some more whiskey.

"No... I told ye ME whiskey is better!" Ian slammed his hand on the table, Glaring at his brother. "Scottish Whiskey IS KING."

"No-o-oh, Yer mistaken, Brother-o-mine... Welsh Whiskey is KING." Dylan spat before wrestling his brother and falling on laughing with his brother in his side.
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"I'm gonna be a daddy..." Arthur sobbed. "IM GONNA BE A BLOODY DADDY!" He cried before crying on your shoulder in happiness.

You just stared at the 4 drunk brothers. You 4 had finished your italian meal hours ago but when they started drinking... That happened.

"I love yah ____! I love yah Babeh!" He kissed your lips. He tasted of alcohol, before he let go and started hugging your stomach. You wiped your mouth and laughed  at your husband's behaviour.  Arthur then kneeled on the floor and hugged your bulging stomach.

"Daddeh loves You Babeh, Daddeh loves you~!" He cooed. The baby suddenly kicked. His emerald orbs widened. "____! ____! It kicked! It kicked!" He cried out to the world to hear before he started crying again in happiness.

You just stood there, emotionless. They were all making such a racket, and they were scary and unrecognisable. You were secluded in the restaurant because all the families were avoiding you 4 for your tables noise and behavior. 'They really change when they touch liquor, just like Arthur.' you thought before sighing and got an idea.

"Feliciano! Could you come here?" You called for your Italian friend. Who appeared next to you in a flash. He was a waiter today.

"Yes-a ____, Bella, what can I do for you, you want-a more Pasta?" He smiled.

"No thank you Feli, it was delicious but I need you to make me a favour." You asked, trying to ignore the headache you had because of all the noise.

"Vee~? Sure! Anything for mio bella." He smiled again. The benefit of befriending the Italian.

"...Give us a lift for 4 drunken Kirkland's and a pregnant woman, I don't think they can drive..." you pointed at the drunken men who had now passed out. He nodded understandably; he's done that a few times before.

"Sure~! Just-a sec." He said before yelling "Romano!!!"

"Ah, Shuttup, I'm coming!"

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And thus, you and your husband concluded that unexpected yet fateful...
Accidental Reunion.
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