The Cursed Ones - A Hetalia Saga

Jenine's Fall

(A/N: Would you look at that, we're already this far!)

The Queen's PoV

I felt warm a while ago...

"That's because your Papa was hugging me, mon petite bebé."

Oh...

She was too cute. And I had no doubt that she would be even cuter when she finally arrived.

Although... I was on edge. She... was about to arrive. Jenine threatening me and my family has not made things any better.

And now that Cleo and Marc were back - meaning everyone was back - anything could happen. Truly, anything!

To celebrate the fact that everyone was back, there was currently a party at our castle in France. Everyone was invited, and it was everything that we could have imagined, truly!

There was cake, drinks (though I stayed away for obvious reasons), games, even karaoke!

And through all the chaos, I finally got to have that Bride-Maid of Honor dance with Serena. That's what we were currently in the middle of doing now.

Is Papa hugging you?

That sweet little thing.

I chuckled and shook my head lightly, smiling a little bit.

"Non, that's not Papa. That's my best friend, Serena."

What's a best friend, Maman?

I had to laugh at that question, Serena chuckling with me.

"Is she talking to you again, my friend?"

I nodded with a smile, still dancing with her.

"Oui, she is. She's so adorable."

Looking down at my swollen stomach, she sighed.

"I wish that we could see her soon. Children are so adorable..."

I had to smile. She was very fond of caring for children.

"That's one thing you and Selina have in common - children. I'm sure one day, you'll have a child to call your own."

Serena blushed madly at that.

"T-That is..."

"HIC!"

That brought me out of my thoughts, both of us looking over to who rang a glass with their fork.

...

Oh heavens, no--

"LET'S... *HIC* PROPOSE A TOAST! TO OUR... FREEEDOM~!"

Serena immediately stopped dancing with me to see who was - very drunkenly - talking, just to then gape in shock.

"... B... Brandon?!"

Truly, it was the art student from the late 1800's who was talking like that. His cheeks were so incredibly red...

But that wasn't all.

When he danced, he had his drink in his hand, which kept spilling out each time he turned. Try as Emil might, he couldn't get it out of his hand, and thus, was pulled into the dance with him.

"I guess... a first time for everything, right?" I tried to joke with Serena...

... before I felt a sharp pain up my uterus.

"Ow! Ahh... M-Mon ami...!"

Serena suddenly gasped and got on her knees in front of me.

"Oh dear, my friend! Antanasia! Isak!"