Ok I know I said the last part was the finale, but I had to do a wedding XD
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Their engagement hadn't gotten out, the only one who knew was Sweden. Amelia was heading over to Switzerland's place for the monthly social between them girl nations. Switzerland insisted it be at his house since he would snipe any bastard who entered his land, so they'd be safest there. Well, America finally arrived. She was wearing an adorable baby blue sweater with leggings and tan boots, the sleeves hiding her hands. She finally arrived, knocking on the door. Austria answered it and stood aside, smiling as he allowed Amelia in.

"Joure ze last von to arrive. Zey are vaiting un ze parlor hall for jou," Austria pointed, and Amelia skipped off. She entered the room with a bright smile on her face, which was quickly noticed.

"You seem happy little one. Care to share?" Ukraine asked, sipping her tea. Amelia smiled and held up her hand, the sleeve flopping down.

"Best... Christmas... Ever!" Amelia smiled as the ring glimmered on her finger. The girls all remained silent for a second before they all squealed.

"OH MY GOD!!! AMELIA!!!" Belarus jumped on her.

"THIS IS AMAZING!!!" Hungary yelled.

"MEL IM SO PROUD OF JOU!" Monaco exclaimed.

"OHHH WAIT UNTIL PAPA AND DAD FIND OUT!!!" Seychelles laughed.

"WHEN IS IT WHEN IS IT WHEN IS IT?!" Liechtenstein asked profusely. Taiwan and Vietnam were squealing louder than any of the girls, and Israel was embracing her bestie. All the screaming prompted Vash and Roderick to come running in, Vash with his gun and Roderick with a metal poker.

"What is happening?! Why are you all screaming?! Who do I kill?!" Vash panted out. Lilli laughed and gently shoved the gun downwards.

"Big bruders! Sorry for worrying you! But, Amelia is getting married! Mathias proposed!" Lilli smiled and gestures towards the young blonde. She pointed to her finger, the small twinkle of the diamond brightening. Austria sighed in relief and dropped the poker, embracing Amelia gently.

"Vhat vonderful news! I'll bake us a cake to celebrate!" Austria skipped off to the kitchen, surprisingly happy. Vash gently took Amelia's hand and examined the ring.

"For an annoying Viking, he sure has good taste. The minimal size extenuates the daintiness of your finger, and the white gold compliments your tan skin tone," Vash smiled. The girls all looked at him weird, and he shrugged, "what?"

All the ladies laughed and sat down.

"Do tell us everything! How did he do it?" Belgium asked.

"Well, he blindfolded me and started to guide me through the woods. I was super confused but I trusted him. So we finally reached this tiny cabin and... it was beautiful! He bought my favorite chocolates and champagne, as well as expensive cheese and frozen grapes. There were rose petals everywhere and the fireplace was crackling. When I turned around to tell him how amazing it looked, he told me that he wanted me to his 'forever' and proposed! It was by far more than anything I could have ever hoped for... and, well," Amelia bit her lips, "we had sex...it was the first time since, well you all know... But, it felt so different! He was so gentle and I felt things that I never thought I could feel! After we finished, which also he got major fucking points for using a condom, he drew me a warm mineral bath and fed me like a queen..." the girls were all drooling at such a romantic endeavor. It was such a display of affection that it could rival France's. The girls talked more until night fell, and they dressed for bed. Monaco was braiding Amelia's hair.

"Jou realize papa iz going to 'ave a 'eartattack? Zere is a meeting tomorrow, will jou tell zem?"

"Of course I will! I figured I'd tell them over lunch," Amelia yawned and laid against her older sister, "I just hope Canada, Australia, and India don't kill my fiancé" Amelia joked, the two girls laughing.

The next day at the meeting, Mathias was waiting in front of the building for her. When he saw her coming, he ran up to her and swung her around. The two laughed happily and shared a kiss, getting a whistle from Israel. Amelia blushed brightly as they all headed into the meeting. Three hours of unproductive blabber and lunch was finally called. Amelia has gathered her male family members: France, England, Scotland, Spain, Portugal, Canada, Mexico, Australia, Hong Kong, and India. Denmark gathered the other Nordics, Sweden giving a comforting pat on the Dane's shoulder. The two groups made their way to a nice restaurant, where Mathias had made reservations.

"Mel, you seem happier today! I'm glad Christmas went well! What presents did you get?" Finland asked. Amelia coughed and stood up.

"Funny you should ask Tino. Well, the reason we gathered you all here was to announce that..." Mathias gripped Amelia's hand in a way that showed her ring.

"We're getting married!" Mathias exclaimed happily. The table was silent before Finland began jumping.

"Oh how wonderful! Congratulations you two!"

"Yes! Amelia will be the best sister-in-law!" Iceland yelped. Norway simply smiled and nodded to the two. Amelia looked to the shocked faces of her family.

"Is everyone ok?" Amelia asked. France was up in a second and kissed his daughter.

"Amelia! Zat's vonderful! My sweet bebe has grown up!"

"Well, my wee little lass has become a strong young lady! I'm proud of yee Amelia" Scotland smiled.

"I want to know all the details!" Hong Kong demanded.

"Si! So do I!" Spain furthered, Portugal nodding. India, England, and Canada were still quiet. Amelia told them what she had told the female nations, even when they had sex. Upon hearing the s-word, Canada perked up and listened. But Amelia explained how gentle Mathias was, the twin calmed down.

"The wedding is suppose to take place in the springtime! At my mansion in Georgia! Invites will be out soon enough!" Amelia exclaimed, winking.

The Day.......

Israel was brushing Amelia's hair and France was finishing the last touches on her dress. Monaco braided parts of Amelia's hair, and wrapped them around a large bun. Seychelles helped Amelia dress herself, lacing the corset up.

Monaco and Israel then began to put the flowers in Amelia's hair and France helped her into the ballet flats, lacing the ribbon. France finished the look by handing Amelia the bouquet of forget-me-nots, red roses, and baby's breath.

"Oh Amelia! You look like a princess!" Israel exclaimed. Monaco and Seychelles gave a thumbs up before walking out to check on the groom and get I place. Amelia blushed sweetly and smiled.

"Papa, what do you think?" Amelia asked softly. France's lips trembled and he sniffed, wiping a tears with his gloved hand, "papa?! Are you ok?!" Amelia went up to France, worry painted on her face.

"My little dove... jou 'ave grown up to be ze most beautiful bride I 'ave ever seen! My beautiful little girl iz all grown up now! It might take some time to adjust! But Amelia, jou look like an angel!" France cried as he kissed Amelia's forehead. There was a knock, and Israel went to get the door.

"Is my princess ready yet? It's almost time for-" England froze upon seeing his daughter, and tears streamed down his cheeks, "oh god, I promised myself this wouldn't happen," England choked back his tears.

"Daddy? You too?" Amelia hugged her father.

"Oh god, today is going to make me cry more than I have in ages! My sweet little girl! You look beautiful!" England fixed a out of place hair and kissed her forehead. France got on the other side, and England and him hooked an arm around their daughters arms.

Finally, it was time to walk down the isle. Amelia, Arthur, and Francis all took a deep breath before beginning to walk.

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Amelia's heart was beating as she got to the gazebo, looking at Mathias in a scarlet suit with a white under shirt and black tie. The priest was a pretty chill guy, no more than 40. Francis and Arthur both kissed her on a cheek before handing her off to Mathias.

"Well, it's a wonderful day for a wedding. Wouldn't you all agree? I'm Frankie, I've know Denny for around twenty years. Let me tell you all, this boy constantly talked about this lovely young woman. As in, hours of minutes on my phone bill," Frankie chuckled. Amelia snorted into her bouquet as Mathias blushed darkly, making the other Nordics chuckle, "I know this has been a dream of yours for a while Denny. Marry Amelia, settle down, and to quote you at 3:34 AM after some really tired conversation, 'have a family of your own, with little me's driving Amelia and me utterly nuts'" Frankie chuckled again, Amelia laughing too. The crowd also laughed softly, "so let's get this show on the road! Amelia, why don't you say your vows first," Amelia nodded, taking out a small piece of paper and clearing her throat.

"Mathias, how the hell do I even begin to describe how utterly strange you are? When I first became independent, you were the first nation who caught my eye. You had a really, really loud laugh that literally made my ears ring. You drank every drop of my beer from my liquor cabinet. And, most of all, you continued to pester me. Though, I'm glad that as annoying as you were I gave you a chance. If I didn't, I wouldn't know just how intelligent you actually are. I wouldn't know how your nose twitches when it smells beer, even if the pub is five streets down. I would only see you as the chaotic ball of energy you are, instead of the loyal and compassionate man you are. To be honest, the moment I fell in love with you goes before we started dating, the day I fell in love with you was the days that followed Black Tuesday in 1929. Not even 24 hours into my economic crisis and you were coming over. You kept me sturdy in literally my darkest moments, and was my knight in shining armor when I was in need. Mathias, as quirky as a nation you are, you captured my heart and I look forward to forever by your side. Even with your loud snores, I'll still be there when you awake. Probably snoring just as loud. Why be weird on your own when you can be weird with your best friend?" Amelia wiped a tear from her eye. Mathias' gloved finger wiped the other eye, as tears slowly trickled down his face.

"Mathias, your turn," Frank nudged. Denmark coughed and got out a piece of paper from his jacket pocket.

"Amelia, there are so many thoughts going through my head as I write these vows. So many questions that I don't think I know the answers to. For one, how the Hell did a dork like me make you fall in love? And is this really happening, because I have been dreaming of marrying you since before I can remember. Like I said the night I proposed to you, I want you to be my forever. No person on the planet could match my romantic love for you, because you're literally the only reason I wake up. When we cuddle, I feel like heaven is enveloping me. When I hear you sing, despite 3/4 of the time it being off key, it's like an angel's voice to me. I love you no matter how you look, and believe me I've seen you in some pretty weird stuff. Like in 1987, never thought my bestie's blackmail could be that awkward," Mathias chuckled as he pulled out a tiny photo of Amelia in a neon crop top and baggy black and yellow pants, hair teased to the sky. Amelia turned red with embarrassment as the crowd laughed at the photo, "please don't be mad, because believe it or not I would have still married you even in... whatever the hell that was..." the other nations bursts into laughter, including Amelia, "I can't promise a smooth road ahead, nor can I promise that every problem will be solved. But so long as you try, I'll try. Because Amelia, from the moment I saw you, I wished for this day to come. And now that it's here, I don't ever want it to be over. I love you Amelia, more than anything on this planet," Mathias kissed Amelia's knuckles. Frankie nodded and placed a ring in their hand.

"Amelia, please place that on Mathias' right ring finger and repeat after me," Amelia nodded and slid his glove off. She then began to slip it onto his finger, "with this ring, I thee wed"

"With thus ring, I thee wed," Amelia said softly. Frankie nodded to Mathias and placed the ring into his hand.

"Same for you Denny. With this ring, I thee wed," Mathias nodded and gently slipped it onto Amelia's dainty finger.

"With this ring, I thee wed" Mathias responded.

"Then, by the power vested in me! Mathias, you may kiss your bride!" Frankie steppes out of the shot as the two kissed lovingly.

Funny how something so awful could lead to something so beautiful. Just reminds you of an important lesson: there must be bad, or good wouldn't exists.