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Papa!FrancexChild!ReaderxMama!England -Pt 4-

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  It was the day you turned 7 when they told you the one bit of news you've been waiting for. You would get to go with them to the next world meeting. You were overly excited when you heard that from them.

  But what you found more exciting was that you could meet your other uncle. Yes, you didn't only have an Uncle America. No, you apparently had an Uncle Canada too.

  The days leading up to the trip, you were overly excited. You wondered what the other countries were really like, seeing as how Mama and Papa would always complain about the others. And there was obvious bias.

  And it was almost like time flew out from under you, knocking you into a bit more of a reality. Before you could grasp it, you were there, standing outside with your hand in France's.

  It was a scary moment, walking through the unfamiliar halls to a certain door. He whispered something to Mama and he took your hand,"Just stay with mum for a few minutes, okay?"

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  France leaned over and whispered into England's ear,"Just wait out here until I knock on the door. Odds are she won't hear anything." England nodded and took your hand as he went in. Late.

  Everyone's attention immediately directed to France and he knew he would have to say something,"B-bonjour...um...I guess I 'ave an announcement...it kind of deals with all of us."

  America stood up a bit surprised,"Dude! Don't tell me that-"

  France held his hand up, signaling him to stop but nodded,"So about...six years ago...maybe it was a bit more...I kind of found out zhat...I am a father..."

  The room stayed silent for a minute before Canada chirped out,"O-of course you are though...you raise me...and Seychelles..." And for once, all the attention was directed on Canada.

  "Quit being stupid Mattie! He means that he has a daughter related by blood!" America suddenly shouted out loud. "And England's in on it too! I mean, why else would one of us three be missing each time there was a meeting!?"

  Again, the room fell completely silent once more. "I can see that happening aru. But how can you seriously prove that?"

  France smiled a bit and walked to the door, tapping it lightly.

  Outside, England caught the noise. Luckily, he couldn't hear anything that was said inside and he could only assume you hadn't either. He smiled at you and rubbed the palm of your hand gently,"You ready?"

  You nodded, a bit nervous suddenly. He picked you up, kissing the top of your (h/c) hair,"Don't be nervous...okay? They're all...mostly nice." He chuckled a bit, hoping to make you feel better, which it did.

  As he walked in, you could see the shock in everyone's eyes and you felt nervous once more. "Everyone...zhis is me and England's daughter...________."

  There was kind of a surprised gasp from every corner of the room, making your face heat up a bit as you hid a bit. England kissed the side of your head and whispered,"Don't be nervous, okay?" You nodded.

  The first one to approach you was a brown-haired boy with a curl sticking out from the side of his head,"Ve~ Big brother France has a daughter!? She's so cute~" You hid a bit, gripping onto England's shirt,"V-Ve...don't be afraid. My name is Italy~ I guess I'm your uncle~"

  "U-Uncle...Italy..." You whispered. 

  He nodded happily,"Yea~ And Romano too!" He looked back towards a similar-looking man with darker hair and a curl sticking out the opposite of Italy's. And next to him sat a fair-skinned man with chocolate brown hair who looked a bit shocked.

  "Damnit fratello."

  "Don't use such mean words..." You squeaked out a bit. America had also come over to the three of you at this point, smiling at you.

  "Whatever..." The other boy said while rolling his eyes.

  Though the man next to him had gone up to France,"So this is why you haven't been out with me and Prussia...?" He nodded as an albino approached you with a tall blond followed a bit behind.

  The albino grinned a lot like America and messed up your hair slightly,"Hi zhere kinder." He spoke with a German accent. You saw behind him that Italy went to talk with the blond. "I'm zhe most awesome one here. My name is Prussia."

  You felt a bit nervous from all the unfamiliar faces suddenly all coming over to see you, even if Mama was holding onto you closely. Without warning, you buried your face into his shoulder.

  England noticed you were shaking and smiled a bit,"It's okay ________." He cooed, rubbing your back gently. "Do you want your papa?"

  You nodded and in a matter of seconds, you were in your Papa's arms. You rested your head on his shoudler,"Êtes-vous d'accord?"

  "N-non..." You said, trying to not cry.

  "Okay, okay," Papa said a bit loudly,"Can we all just sit down and get on wis zhe meeting!?"

 Everyone agreed and sat down. You sat down on your Papa's lap and scanned around. Everyone was looking or pointing towards you, making you feel a bit scared now. "P-Papa..."

  He smiled at you, kissing your head gently,"Don't worry. Zhey are just a bit confused."

  "Why Papa?"

  He didn't answer for a moment but when he did, it was the normal parent answer,"I'll tell you when you're older."

  You decided to forget he he even said they were confused and leaned your head against his chest. Italy (who was sitting opposite England) shot you a smile,"Big brother France~ does this mean I'm her uncle~?

  "It's bad enough that American git it her uncle." England broke in. ("Hey!" America responded) "We're not trying to scar her for life you know."

  To your confusion, the man actually started crying. "Germany!" He turned around to the man next to him; the blond from before that came over with the albino,"England is being mean to me!"

  "He's being mean to me too Italy!" Uncle America called from across the table,"You don't see me crying to anyone!"

  "Shut up you git!" England bursted out suddenly, standing up and slamming his hand on the table,"You shouldn't be complaining!"

  "Vill both of you stop it!" The blond suddenly bursted out, making you bury your face,"Ve don't need zhis kind of child's play at zhis moment!"

  "Germany, you're scaring ________..." You heard Italy whisper to him. Italy turned back to look at you,"He's not mean. Germany is really nice when he wants to be-"

  "Shut up fratello! I've never heard you talk that nicely about me!" Romano bursted out on the other side of the table. The chocolate-haired man rested his hand on Romano's shoulder and whispered something. "Shut up Spain! I don't need your sympathy!"

  "Fratello...don't be so mean!" Italy chanted back to Romano. "You're such a mean fratello!"

  "Shut up!" Romano yelled back once more,"Just quit handing out with that fucking tomato bastard-!"

  "Can you use words that won't influence ________ badly Romano!?" Spain snapped,"You can do this at the next meeting, but use nicer words or I'll wash your mouth out with soap."

  "It's a kid! Geez you guys!" He sat down, crossing his arms obviously miffed.

  "That kid happens to be one of us you git!" England said pretty angrily,"And don't you ever say that again!"

  "England!" America broke in,"It looks like you got your maternal instincts!" He laughed, making you a bit more comfortable.

  Mama England sat down, his face burning red. He looked pretty embarrassed. "Don't be so mean to England!" You cried out to him, gaining a few 'aw's from everyone. Then you said the one thing that would make England the proudest parent alive,"You git!"

  Everyone stifled a few laughs while Mama ruffled your (h/c) hair, beaming at you. He kissed your cheek,"Good job love." America himself even laughed a bit at this, but he was obviously ashamed by being called out by a seven year-old girl.

  "Okay," Germany stood up once more,"I think zhat ve should actually start zhe meeting before ve run out of time." He looked at you from the corner of his blue eyes and smiled slightly,"I guess ve should discuss young _______ here-"

  "I'm her uncle!" America yelled out proudly, holding his hand up and beaming with pride.

  "Ve get it, ve get it." He said, shrugging your uncle off as though it were nothing. "France...how exactly did zhis happen...?"

  "Well, I think she's to young to hear about sex-"

  "Gott, nein, not zhat you idiot." He said, rubbing his temples,"I meant you und England being...vell...togezher without killing each ozher?"

  "Don't just assume we would argue-"

  "But Mama, you and Papa always argue." Everyone looked at you once more,"But Mama and Papa said because they would fight about me, it brought them together." (If you don't understand, read the last chapter)

  Everyone looked at you a bit confused. "It's a long story..." France smoothed over,"But zhat's retaining to zhe matter. Zhe main reason we didn't kill each ozher is because we 'ad _________ 'ere. And we both love 'er very much."

  Everyone fell silent, looking towards the three of you again (minus America, since he knew the song and dance already). You two have really changed aru." A long-haired man said from across the table,"By now you would be trying to strangle each other aru." A few others muttered their agreement.

  You looked at them both a bit concerned hearing the word 'strangle' in play. They both looked away embarrassed suddenly,"Y-yea...well..." Mama cleared his throat and Papa laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck.

  "Any more questions...?" France said after a moment.

  This went on for a good hour or two. France handed you over to Italy at one point, actually raising his voice pretty high. Italy and Germany were really nice though, so you didn't really mind. At one point, you found yourself falling asleep in Italy's arms. He was stroking your long (h/c) hair hair gently, giving you a bit of drowsiness. And before the meeting even ended, you were fast asleep.

  Though only a few people even noticed. So back and forth arguments continued on as if nothing had changed. And although it was pretty obvious that Germany was loosing his temper (as always), it was Italy that spoke up,"Guys! Be quiet!" Everyone looked over at him a bit shocked,"Let _______ sleep."

  "Why does it matter you dumbass fratello!?" Romano said pissed off,"She's sleeping. She won't whine anymore."

  Both France and England sprung from their seats before yelling out in unison,"Don't you complain about my daughter!"

  Romano sat back in his chair in defeat before your parents sat back down,"So you see why one of us needs to be home...at least until she's old enough." England added in,"But we're not letting America babysit again-"

  "Dude, she totally loved it when I was over!" He said with a grin,"She leaned the ele...eliq...eloquency...? of American food."

  "You mean McDonalds!? We don't want her become a fatass like you!" He went over to Italy and took you off his lap, holding your head to his shoulder,"I'm going to take her home France." He whispered as he went to leave the room.

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  You awoke a few hours later on the couch with your body wrapped around your Mama's arms. He was asleep too, his tie loosened and his jacket over both of your bodies. Smiling a bit, you kissed his cheek. "You and Papa are doing a good job raising me."

  And with that, you fell back asleep.
So how long have you guys been waiting for this?
For the world meeting I mean?

Suggestive GerIta in there too.

I forgot Canada (like seriously) but I kinda remembered the fact that France is Italy's 'big bro' so he's like a half-uncle/godfather. (how fitting)

I don't own you or Hetalia!

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