Meeting again.
Gilbert sat in the car and refused to come out."I don't vant them to know" he growled.
I sighed and threw him one of my sweat shirts and got out of the car.
"Hopefully they vont notice vith that sweat shirt" I smirked.
" But my baby bump is huge Vest!" he whined.
I grabbed his hand and kissed his nose, he snuggles closer.
"Come on it won't be that bad." I smiled.
Man was I wrong.
"Is it a boy or girl?" Italy squealed.
"Ve don't know yet." I said.
" And I plan to not figure out till he/she is born" Gilbert said stubbornly.
"How far along are you?" Hungary asked.
" 7 months". he said hiding his face in my arm.
"Ohhh 2 more months" Italy and Hungary squealed.
Then France and England walked in, England just kept walking but France stopped in the door way mouth wide open.
"YOUR PREAGENET! he smiled and laughed.
Gilbert's day was jam packed with filling every one in with detail, But I was just so happy that we will have a new addition to the family.
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