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Hungary: What's Yaoi?
"I'll give you this picture of Italy and Germany at the beach for the one of England and France while England they were cooking," Hungary said.
"I agree," Japan said.
Aria walked into Hungary's bedroom carrying a box marked 'Yaoi', "Mama Hungary I found this in the family room. Onkel Gilly told me it was yours."
Hungary smiled, "Thank you Aria."
"What's y-a-o-i?"
Hungary and Japan's faces turned red.
"I'rr ret you exprain this one."
"Umm…well you see…when two men love each other very much…they-mmph!"
"I didn't actuary expect you to exprain!"
Hungary ripped Japan's hand off her mouth, "I was going to give her the kid version!"
"Oh…ok
Nordics: Snow
"Aria," Aria groaned and turned over. "Aria, wake up. Come see what Jack Frost brought us."
Aria opened her eyes to see Finland, "Mama Finny, who's Jack Frost?"
"He brings snow."
"Snow?" Her eyes seemed to light up.
"Ahuh," Finland said smiling.
Aria jumped out of bed and opened the curtains, "SNOW!!!"
"Do you want to go play?" Finland asked.
"Yes, please," Aria said her eyes practically sparkling.
"Are we going outside?" Sweden asked walking in with Aria's bright pink jacket and purple snow pants.
Aria jumped on Sweden's leg, "Yes!"
Soon Aria was stuffed into her jacket and snow pants. "Don't forget your scarf," said Finland.
"And
England: Memories
"Daddy Iggy, I wanna go to the playground!" Aria whined pulling on his sleeve.
England sighed, "Aria we have to get eggs and then get your hair cut. We don't have time to pla-."
Aria gave him her best puppy dog look, "Pweese! Daddy Iggy."
England sighed, 'She spends way too much time with America. He used to pull the same thing on me to get what he wanted.' "Fine."
"Yay! I wanna play on the slide and then I want you to push me on the swing and then I can play on the monkey bars."
"No monkey bars," England said, "you're too small."
Aria pouted, "Am not. I'm a big girl."
England pulled into the playground and Aria imminently got out of t
Romano: Italian Eating
"Papa Roma," Aria said quietly trying to get his attention.
Romano groaned and rolled over on the couch.
Aria pouted, "Papa Roma…"
"Go away idiota," Romano grumbled.
"Papa Roma, I'm hungry."
Romano groaned and rolled over to face Aria. "What do you want?"
"I'm hungry."
"Aren't you supposed to be taking your nap?"
Aria then pointed to the timer, "My nap was over. Now feed me."
Romano grunted and got off the couch. Evidently she had been taking her nap for two hours. He had been put in charge of her while all the other countries went to a meeting. No wonder she was hungry. "What do you want to eat?"
"Two peanut butter and jellies plea
Japan: Mini Ninja
Japan drew his katana and began his morning breathing exercises. Meanwhile Aria a tiny person sneaked outside.
Her attention was caught by her father with his sword. "Wow," she whispered hiding behind a bush.
After about an hour of breathing Japan stared to swing his katana. "Otosan!" Aria jumped out from behind the bush.
Japan, being the calm and collected man that he was, wasn't fazed. "Kon'nichiwa, Aria-chan," Japan said. Aria ran over to Japan and held his arm that was holding his katana.
"I wanna learn."
"Rearn what?"
Aria pouted, "Learn what you were doing…"
Not seeing and potential problems with this Japan looked at his katana t
Romano: Pasta and Pranks
"I want pasta," Aria grumbled rolling over onto Romano's lap, "please call Papà…"
"I can make pasta," Romano said picking her off of his lap. "And mine is better."
Aria followed Romano into the kitchen where he proceeded to make pasta for her.
"Papa Roma, this sauce doesn't taste right," Aria said sucking on her finger that had once been in the pot of pasta sauce.
"What are you talking about? It was the leftovers from last ni-WAIT A MINTUE THIS IS KETCHUP!"
The two heard snickering from the hallway.
Romano's face turned red, "You'll pay for this you bastard."
"Roma, you shouldn't swear in front of Aria," Spain scolded.
The angry Itali
Greece: Moustache
"Pretty kitty," Aria said as the petting one of Greece's many cats. "What's his name?"
Greece look lazily at Aria, "…Bob?"
Aria nodded, "Can I keep Bob please?"
Greece shook his head.
"Oh, ok," Aria said scratching 'Bob' behind the ears. "Can we go play on the playground?"
Greece nodded, "But leave Bob here."
Aria nodded and put down the gray kitty. Greece took her hand and let her lead him to the playground.
After about ten minutes on the swings. A couple times down the pole. And one trip across the monkey bars Greece said, "I'm going to take a break, why don't you go play by yourself."
"Ok," she said and ran off to pick flowers.
A
Germania and Grandpa Rome: Circus
"Aria~, Germany~, guess what?"
Aria looked up from her bowl of sugary cereal, "What is it Papà?"
"Germany, guess what?"
"What is it?" Germany sighed and lowered his paper.
"Guess who is coming over!"
"Italy, it's too early to play guessing games, just tell us already!"
"Grandpa Rome is going to pay us a visit!"
Germany dropped his mug of coffee.
Aria looked up from her cereal, "Who's Grandpa Rome?"
"Oh, that's right you never met Grandpa Rome," Italy said, "well now you can. And Grandpa said he was bringing a surprise guest."
"Is Grandpa Rome my grandpa too?"
Italy thought about it, "Well he is your Great Grandpa, but you should pr
England: Cooking Papa
"Engrand-san, what are you doing?"
England smiled and turned around to reveal him holding a bowl of suspicious looking dough, "I'm making scones."
Aria ran into the kitchen, "Have you started yet?"
"Just started, love."
"Yay, Otosan, look! Daddy Iggy is teaching me how to cook!"
Japan's face turned green and he ran off.
Aria tilted her head to the left slightly and put her thumb in her mouth, "What's wrong with Otosan, Daddy Iggy?"
"Chefs don't suck their thumb in the kitchen," England said. "Now wash your hands again."
Aria pouted, but did as she was told.
After they put England's scones in the oven Aria said, stomping her foot, "Ok
BTT: Park Mishaps
"Park, park, park, we're going to the park! Park, park, park, we're going to the park!" Aria chanted as Prussia pulled into the park.
Spain (who was sitting in the back) snapped a few pictures of Aria. "Another one for Italy's scrapbook."
"Papa France, can we pick flowers for Mama Hungary, Mama Bela, and Mama Ukraine while we're there?"
"Oui, I think so. Take a left," France said while reading the map.
"Ja, ja I know where I'm going!"
"Onkel Gilly, don't yell," Aria scolded.
Prussia, in a sarcastic sort of whisper, replied, "Ok."
Prussia parked the car. Spain got her out of her, quite complicated, car seat. And France got a map for the
Prussia, Hungary, Italy, and Austria: Farris Wheel
"Ok, Kind (kid), where do you want to go? Prussia asked.
Aria held tightly onto his white hair from her perch on his shoulders, "I want to go on the tea cups!"
Austria sighed and put his earphones in his ears, listening to some classical composer.
"Can't we go on a roller coaster?" Prussia complained.
"No!" Aria shouted. "Tea cups!"
"Yay!" Italy shouted leading the way, "To the tea cups!"
Aria bounced in Prussia's shoulders making him wince.
They went on the teacups.
Then the merry-go-round.
Then the cars.
And again with the merry-go-round.
After which Italy insisted going on…It's a Small World After All…
It took about five minute
Finland: Cookies
Aria watched as Finland stirred the bowl full of dough. "Mama Finny, can I lick the spoon now?"
Finland sighed, "I'm not a girl Aria…I'm your papa."
"No," Aria shook her head, "Pappa Sweden said you're his 'wife' so that makes you my Mama." Her tiny little arms tried to reach the bowl. "I want cookie!"
"They aren't baked yet Aria," Finland said being very patient with the grumpy three year old.
"I wanna cookie!" She shouted. Then she proceeded to jump up and down and stomp her feet while yelling. "I wanna cookie! I wanna cookie!"
Finland looked at the stove clock, "Looks like someone forgot to take their nap."
"No nap!" Aria shouted, "I
France and England: Little Princess
"Daddy Iggy," Aria whined, "watch a movie with me."
England sighed and took off his oven mitt, "I'm almost done baking so why don't yo-."
Aria's face dropped, "PAPA FRANCE! DADDY IGGY IS COOKING!" She ran away to get reinforcements.
"Mon Dieu! Get Angleterre out of the kitchen," France ran in and tackled England, confiscating his apron and whisk.
"There," Aria smiled, "now you can watch the movie with me."
England sighed, "Fine, fine."
Aria grabbed the edge of France's shirt, "You too Papa France."
France smiled and let his daughter lead him into the movie room. There Aria put her DVD in the player and sat down on England's lap.
"So w
Sealand: Marry You
"Hey! Jerk England I need money,"Sealand called. "The ice cream truck is coming!!!"
"Leave me alone!" England snapped trying to put out the fire he had started in the kitchen. "Can't you see I'm in the middle of something?"
Aria giggled, "Daddy Iggy I want some too!"
England sighed, "Just give me a mo-." The oven burst into flames again. "My wallet is on the coffee table!"
Sealand grabbed Aria's hand, "Come on Aria let's go!"
"Big Brother Sealand, don't go so fast!" Aria complained nearly dropping her stuffed dolphin. The tutu she was wearing earned strange looks from the neighbors as she and Sealand went to get ice cream.
"I want straw
Axis and Allies: Sick
"Papà…" Aria said rubbing her eyes and walking into the kitchen.
Italy smiled and put a plate of waffles in front of her, "What is it bambina?"
Aria's lip quivered, "I don't feel so good."
"Well maybe you're hungry, eat something," Italy said cutting up her waffles. "Now here comes the train!"
"No," said Aria shaking her head.
"Please…"
"I don't feel go-mph."
Italy put a forkful of waffle into her mouth. Aria ate the rest reluctantly and then went to join America on the couch watching cartoons. "Hey kid, good morning."
Aria nodded and crawled into the couch. She snuggled up to America and sighed. "Daddy Merca, I don't feel good."
"Re
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Italy: Story Time

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"Papà," Aria whispered creeping around the corner into Germany's room. She knew she would find her Papa in her Vati's bed, "Papà…"
Italy sat up and rubbed his eyes, "What is it bambina?"
Aria held a book almost as big as her to her chest, "Will you please read me a story?"
He grinned, "Si." He got out of bed and took her back to her room. Tucking her back into bed he then opened the story book. "Once upon a time there was a princess who-."
"You already read that one…"
"Ok," he said and turned a few pages to the next story. "In a land far, far away there was a boy whose name was-."
"You already read that one too," Aria pouted.
"But bella we've read every story in this book," Italy said. "Twice."
Aria crossed her arms stubbornly, "I wanna story."
Italy began to think then he had it, "Ok, I'll make one up. Once upon a time there was a Princess whose name was Aria."
Aria perked up, "Like me?"
"Si," Italy said nodded his head, "Princess Aria had a Papà who loved her very much. One day when she was all grown up lots of men came from all over to ask to marry her."
Aria stuck out her tough, "Eww, boys are yucky. Big Brother Sealand said they have cooties."
Italy gave a fake pout, "Do I have cooties?"
Aria shook her head and hugged Italy, "No you're my Papà, Papàs don't have cooties."
"Alright then," Italy said smiling. "Now men came from far and wide to ask to marry Princess Aria. And every time her Papà sent them away. Because no one was good enough for his baby."
"I'm not a baby," Aria grumbled.
Italy continued, "That was until the prince from the neighboring Kingdome came. The princess's Papà challenged him to a fight-."
"No her Vati would fight, her Papà would wave his flag and give him pasta," Aria complained.
"Shhh, this is my story," Italy grumbled. "Now as I was saying, her Papà fought the prince and won. But the princess had fallen in love with the prince and begged her Papà to marry him. Her Papà said yes and they lived happily ever after."
Aria didn't have any more commentary as she was already asleep.
"Good night mia principessa," Italy whispered giving his daughter a kiss on the forehead.
…
…
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A voice from the doorway chuckled, "She was right, her Vati would be the one to fight."
"Doistu," Italy whined, "it's not funny."
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Mood: Love ~PolarBearChan Jan 10, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Me: Sealand! Dont put weird thoughts in her head!
Sealand: What?!
Hahaha, this is just too good!
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~lifealwaysgoeson Jan 4, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Yeah, she is right. But Italy would also be yelling : PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!! I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIE!! AND (insert random spiel about how Italy does not want to die and all that good stuff)
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=mermaidsol Jan 3, 2013  Hobbyist Artist
CUUUTE! >//<
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~Banshee-Scream Jan 3, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you :)
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=mermaidsol Jan 3, 2013  Hobbyist Artist
No problemo~
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~NatTheWerewolf Dec 29, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
"No her Vati would fight, her Papà would wave his flag and give him pasta,"
BEST.PART.EVER!!!!
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~Banshee-Scream Dec 29, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
thank you ^w^
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!duckydav Dec 29, 2012
I absolutely love this series! It's so adorable.
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~Banshee-Scream Dec 29, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you ^^
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~THE--FUZZZZ Dec 29, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
What does, "vati", mean?
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