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Mom!Reader X Dad!England X Child!America and Canada
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“MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM!” Your 5 year-old child called, as he run around your legs.

“Yes Alfred?” You said sweetly back.

“Will you read Matt and me a bed time story?” He flashed his puppy dog eyes at you and stuck his lower lip out.

“Sure sweetheart.” You gave in immediately and rubbed his dirty blond hair.

“Yay!” he called and took off upstairs toward his and his brother’s shared bedroom.

Giggling at your older twin son’s bouncy attitude you trudged up the stairs and made your way into the VERY lively bedroom of two 5 years-olds.

Mathew being the quieter and more behaved twin sat on his bed with his stuffed bear. He was already in his hockey pajamas and looked more than ready for you to start telling the bedtime story.

Alfred on the other hand was trying to pull his shirt off, while one leg of his Superman pajama pants were rolled up while the other covered his other leg.

You bent down and helped him finish getting dressed for bed.

“Thanks Mommy!” He smiled and kissed your cheek.

He jumped up from the floor and climbed up onto the top bunk and grabbed his Captain America bear.

“You boys ready?” You asked.

“YEAH!” Alfie shouted energetically.

“Y-yes Mama….” Mattie said softly.

Nodding you moved on to your next question. “What story am I reading tonight than?”

Both pointed to an old looking book on the nightstand. It looked REALLY familiar, but yu pushed that thought aside and picked up the book.

Upon opening the book you realized what it was.

It was your husband Arthur’s old songbook. He had used to be on a punk band in college and some of the songs were….. well let’s just say…. A little inappropriate for children, especially your own.

Arthur had out grown the punk stage in his life, but still some of the topics of the songs he wrote in that book all that time ago were a defiant “no no”.

Placing the book down you turned toward your children.

“How about we choose a different book?” You said, praying they would be reasonable.

They were not.

“NO! I WANT THAT ONE!” Alfred said throwing a fit. He puffed his cheeks and pulled his little arms together, crossing them.

Mathew on the other hand started to tear up. “P-p-please read that story mama…..”

Knowing that you could not win, you sighed and opened the book again.

Your children smiled and giggled seeing how easy it was for them to get their way.

‘Arthur Kirkland please have written a child appropriate song, please!’ You thought begged college Arthur.

Eyes perking up your fingers traced the hand written lines of a familiar song.

“Alright boys, listen up. This story is different so listen carefully.”

“How is it different mom?”

“Y-yeah mama?”

“Well…. This story is written like a song okay?”

The two nodded and you began to read:

Give me your, give me your, give me your attention, baby
I gotta tell you a little something about yourself
You're wonderful, flawless, ooh, you're a sexy lady

“Mama? What does sexy mean?” Mathew asked.

Your face began to burn at the thought of how to answering THAT question.

“Well my little Maple leaf…. It’s what you call a man or woman you like a lot.”

“Oh….” Matt said.

“So… Your sexy than mom!” Alfred said happily.

“No no Alfred! Not like that…. You say that to a girl or boy that you want to hug and kiss and marry and-“

You looked at your children to see their horror struck faces.


Mathew covered his face with a pillow as if asking for someone to take him out of this cruel and unusual punishment.

“How about you just don’t say that until you are older….” You said and continued reading.

But you walk around here like you wanna be someone else

(Oh whoa-oh-oh)
I know that you don't know it, but you're fine, so fine (fine, so fine)
(Oh whoa-oh-oh)
Oh girl, I'm gonna show you when you're mine, oh mine (mine, oh mine)

Treasure, that is what you are
Honey, you're my golden star
You know you can make my wish come true
If you let me treasure you
If you let me treasure you


Pretty girl, pretty girl, pretty girl, you should be smiling
A girl like you should never look so blue

“Wait? This girl was blue?” Alfred said trying to picture a blue girl.

Laughing you shook your head. “No Alfie, blue means sad or upset.”


You continue reading:

You're everything I see in my dreams
I wouldn't say that to you if it wasn't true

(Oh whoa-oh-oh)
I know that you don't know it, but you're fine, so fine (fine, so fine)
(Oh whoa-oh-oh)
Oh girl, I'm gonna show you when you're mine, oh mine (mine, oh mine)

Treasure, that is what you are
Honey, you're my golden star
You know you can make my wish come true
If you let me treasure you
If you let me treasure you


You are my treasure, you are my treasure
You are my treasure, yeah, you, you, you, you are
You are my treasure, you are my treasure
You are my treasure, yeah, you, you, you, you are

Treasure, that is what you are
Honey you're my golden star
You know you could make my wish come true
If you let me treasure you
If you let me treasure you


“And that’s the end of the story boys.” You smiled.

“That was a weird story!” Alfred pouted.

“I thought it was okay….” Mathew said quietly.

“I thought so too Matt!” You kissed his forehead and tucked him in the bottom bunk.

“MY TURN!” Alfred yelled and scrambled under the covers of his bed.

You kissed him on the forehead also and tucked him in also.

“Night Mommy!”

“Goodnight Mama.”

“Sweet dreams boys.” You said as you turned on the nightlight and walked towards the door.

Turning off the big light you smiled seeing your two cute sons quickly entering dreamland.

Time Skip Brought To You By Punk England!

Arthur opened the door to his home quietly as to not wake up his sons who were for sure sleeping by this hour of the night.

He took his shoes and jacket off, followed by dropping his briefcase, and than crept to the kitchen and pulled out some pudding.

He jumped a little when two arms wrapped themselves around his chest.

“Did I scare you?” A familiar voice asked.

Chuckling Arthur spun around to face his wife of 7 years (Name).

“Not at all Mrs. Kirkland.” He smiled and kissed her softly.

No matter how many times he said it, when Arthur called you ‘Mrs. Kirkland’ it drove you crazy.

“The most interesting thing happened tonight?” You said breaking the kiss making your husband pout quite similar to his blue-eyed son.

“Did Alfred try to tie up Mathew again with his cowboy attire?” Arthur sighed.

“No,” You laughed. “Better…”

Now you had Arthur’s attention. “Well are you going to tell me or not?”

“I think showing you would be better.” You smirked and pulled out the ‘bedtime story’ you read the boys earlier that evening.

Recognizing it immediately, Arthur’s eyes widened. “W-where did you find that?!”

“I did not find it…. Your sons did…. And I read one to them as a bedtime story.”

“W-Well what one?” Arthur asked, his face getting redder by the minute.

“Oh, the one that says “To the love of my life (Name). I hope to one day be yours and you be mine forever. I love you more than anything in the world…” You say reading the note at the bottom of the song.

Arthur’s blushing pretty badly now, seeing his former punkself was not as manly as he tried so hard to make you think.        

“So did Gil, Toni and Francis know about this sappy side of you also?” You asked and smirk evilly, mentioning the Brit's former bandmates.

Arthur simply groans and rolls his eyes in embarrassment.

“Well if you are not going to tell me, I guess I could call Francis….” You pick up your cell phone and begin to put the numbers in.

“You would not dare….” Arthur breaths.

“Oui?” A voice on the speaker says.

“Hey Francis. It’s (Name).”

Arthur leaps up toward you grabs the phone and ends the call.

“Hey!” You tease and pretend pout.

Arthur picks you put bridal style and begins to carry you toward your shared bedroom.

“What are you doing?” You ask and struggle within his arms.

“Going to get my bad boy image back….” He says and closes the bedroom door behind him.                                                                                                                        
Whoo! Another contest entry down!

I love Father Iggy fics with Matt and Al as kids. ITS SO CUTE!!!!!!

Anyway I should be updating my series (Forgotten and Paradise Found) soon. Sorry about the delay.... school sucks!!!!

Lastly as always I do not own Hetalia, :iconhimaruyaplz: does
The picture belongs to whoever drew it.
And The only thing I own is the story!
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LeRPG Featured By Owner Aug 10, 2014

((Huhuhue. Who's gonna be the 3rd child }:} ))
TheComicGal Featured By Owner Aug 11, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
(Honhonhon, who knows.....)

marceline2003 Featured By Owner Jun 22, 2014  Student
“So… Your sexy than mom!”  xDDD
TheComicGal Featured By Owner Jun 22, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
midnightlover1029 Featured By Owner May 8, 2014
This is awesome! Lol! Love the part where alfred said"wait? This girl was blue?"
LittleWhiteSayuri Featured By Owner Apr 20, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Noa, it is so cute x3
had to laugh, when Reader-Mommy had to explain what "sexy" means x3
Love your story *______*
TheComicGal Featured By Owner Apr 20, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Aww thanks!
RavenNightshine Featured By Owner Apr 18, 2014
Love it!Neko Emoji-16 (Blush) [V1] 
TheComicGal Featured By Owner Apr 18, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Glad you do!
Megafangirl77 Featured By Owner Mar 17, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
BWHAHAHA it's perfect
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