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America had a big family. Now, this may not seem very unusual, as many people have large families. But, it has become something very strange in his case.
First of all, you need to understand that America is not married, unlike many of the other countries. He has no children and lives with no one other than his cat (Hero) and his dog (Sammy). He spends most of his time working on paperwork for his government and dealing with international relations. That being said, Al’s house is the noisiest one on the street.
You see, almost every day, America has parts of his family visit him. Some days it’s Matt (Canada) and Kat (Ukraine) and their little baby boy, others it’s Arthur and Franny and their rambunctious batch. Today it was the Nordic family.
The Nordic family was an odd bunch composed of the members of the Nordic nations. The only exception was a English boy named Peter, or Sealand as many know him. Not only were they a diverse bunch, but they were a loud bunch. Mattias(Denmark) and Lukas(Norway) were the quieter ones with them having one excitable little five year old, Kara (Copenhagen). But Tino(Finland) and Berwald(Sweden)… Yeah, they're a little louder. They have four children. The oldest are Peter and Erland(Ladonia), who are the same age. Kristopher(Stockholm) is 6. They have one daughter, Aino(Helsinki), who is only one year old. Emil(Iceland) came along as well, begrudgingly of course.
That is how America ended up at the park down the street from his house, baby on his hip, diaper bag slung across his shoulder, Kara holding his free hand. He could imagine how stressful having kids is, so he always tries to take care of the kids when the other nations visit him.
He enjoys it though. Truthfully, America loves kids and was quite jealous of his fellow nations who had received the gift of these children. Years ago, the capitals started showing up after the first time two nations had gotten married. Little Rome had appeared on Felicano’s(Italy) and Ludwig’s(Germany) doorstep and a few weeks after their wedding. Berlin appeared a few years later. The nations had soon discovered that when two nations fell in love and got married, they would soon receive a baby that personified their capital or capitals.
After that, there were so many nations that confessed that they had feelings for each other. One year, America attended six nation weddings! In correlation, new child capitols rapidly started appearing. Madrid, Ottawa, Copenhagen, Paris, London, Tokyo, Athens and many, many more. The older micronations even started running a daycare during the World Meetings. America couldn’t help but notice that everyone, including himself, was a little bit happier with the capitols running around causing chaos.
Aino giggled and started grabbing at the glasses perched on America’s nose. He slipped them off his face and let her play with them. Peter and Erland walked ahead of him, softly bickering to each other. Kristopher walked trailed behind his older brothers, his little legs trying to keep up with the older boys. Kristopher was completely drowned out by the bickering brothers, and after several attempts at making conversation he simply stopped talking and wore a sad expression. America started to say something to comfort the boy when Kara suddenly let go of his hand and walked up to Kristopher. She started saying something to him excitedly, and he immediately brightened up. America smiled to himself, those two were going to cause all kinds of trouble when they got older.
Their trip to the park proved to be a fruitful adventure. Everyone had fun running around and playing. Aino, too small to play with the others, built sandcastles in the sandbox with America. By the time they were ready to go home, everyone was Exhausted. “Success!” Thought Alfred. A tired child was a good child.
The nordics greeted everyone at the door and within 20 minutes everyone was laid down for a nap (Even ladonia who resisted firmly!).
The rest of the day went smoothly. America and the Nordics visited for a few hours. The kids woke up and they ordered pizza and had a board game marathon. The kids went to bed for the night. The Nordics found America’s alcohol stash and continued to devour it, a fact that Alfred was not happy about come morning.
Before they knew it, it was time for the crew of Nordics (and Sealand) to make their way back home. America saw them off at the airport. They all waved goodbye, exchanged hugs, and then headed into the airport. Just before they headed in the doors, Aino (who was being held by Sweden) looked over her father’s shoulder and gave a wave with her tiny hand. Alfred felt his heart swell at the gesture and gave a small wave back. His face wore what could only be the dorkiest smile on the planet.
Alfred looked in the rear-view mirror of his car and saw the baby seat Aino had been sitting in on their way to the airport. He felt a certain sorrow well in his chest. As soon as he got home, he knew he would be taking that little seat and putting it in storage for the next time it was needed. If only it was in constant use, if only he had a little one to use the seat. America sighed and looked back towards the rode. He hit the Bluetooth button on his dashboard and let it play whatever song he had last been listening to on it. The song “More” started playing. In the last couple of weeks he had played it so many times. He couldn’t help that Halsey captured his feelings so perfectly in that song. He let his mind drift, the drive becoming a blur as his mind dreamed of something he knew he could never have.