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Britain x France

Britain's POV

It was a beautiful day outside... Birds were singing... Flowers were blooming...on days like these, kids like you... Should be playing outside! Me, France, and the kids were having a Relaxing day at the park. America was playing catch with Canada, Australia was playing Pokemon Go, and New Zealand was just doing whatever. Then I heard it...it sounded like...screaming...? "France, I'll be back soon, dear!" I said to my wife as I followed the source of the screams. Then, I saw a young woman, who looked to be in her mid 20s, with multiple stab wounds in her chest. Then I saw that she was holding an infant that was wrapped in a blanket in her arms. "P-please...don't hurt me...!" The mortally injured woman said fearfully. "Miss...I won't hurt you... I promise." I said in a calm and kind tone. "Please... I don't have much time left...please...take care of my (Son/Daughter)..." The woman spoke weakly as she looked at me with tears in her eyes. I felt so bad for her and her child... "Alright... I'll take care of (him/her)...I promise." I said with a hint of sorrow in my voice. I then picked up the infant and read the name tag on (his/her) blanket. 'Hehe...so the child's name is (Y/n)...' I thought to myself as I walked back to where France and the kids were. 'How will France and the kids react to you...?'

Germany x Spain

Brazil's POV

I was hanging out at my cousin Americas' house because he and my other Cousins Australia and Canada had invited me over. "Hey guys, want anything to drink?" My cousin America asked. "SODA!!!" Me, Canada, and Australia yelled at the same time. As I went out to get cups for my cousins, I heard something moving around in the cupboard. When I opened the cupboard, what I saw left me in shock; There was a baby in the cupboard. "Uh...guys? You really need to see this." I said as I grabbed the baby from out of the cupboard. 'Huh...it's a (boy/girl)...' I thought to myself as my cousins walked up to me. "Woah, dude! Where'd that baby come from?" My cousin America asked as he, Australia and Canada stared. "I...uh...found her in the cupboard...Weird place to leave a baby." I said as I gently rocked the baby. "So mate, are you Or your parents gonna take care of her?" Australia asked me as he took the baby out of my grasp. "Hmmmm...I've always wanted a (brother/sister)..." I said as I watched Aussie walk off to the fridge with the little (guy/girl) in his hands. "Maybe you should ask your parents if they can keep (him/her)." Canada suggested as he grabbed an old baby bottle that used to belong to Australia, and luckily, the bottle was clean. "Hmmm...I'll ask them when they pick me up." I said as I watched Canada fill the bottle with milk, test it, hand it to Australia, and then watched Australia feed the little (Chico/Chica). "Wait, does the baby even have a name?" America asked as he held the baby as soon as Australia finished feeding (him/her). "Hmmmm...I don't think so. But, since I found (him/her), I'll name (him/her)....(Y/n)!" I replied to my cousins question. 'Man, my parents are going to freak when they see this!'

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