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Dawn peeked through the window and the morning chills awoke the tall Russian. Opening his amethyst eyes, he gazed at his beloved and just stared at him. Alfred seemed so peaceful, his breathing was soft and his bedhead was the most adorable thing. Russia giggled to himself as he softly pet Alfred's head, loving quiet mornings like this.

I am so lucky... His hair is so fluffy in the morning, like a tuff of golden fur... His cheeks are so cute, especially when they are mushed against something... His breath is calm this morning, his sleep must have been without nightmares... Dammit... Even his drool is attractive... My beloved Fredka, you are so perfect... How the Hell did I win your heart?

The blissful silence was short-lived as the nursery next door began to utter piercing cries. Russia sat up and stretched, feeling knots pop out of his back. He softly got out of bed trying to not wake Alfred. He went to the neighboring room and picked up a tiny, hungry Quincy. Russia softly bounced his baby and hummed.

"Did you have sweet dreams, little one?" Russia's big nose then cringed, "you need a diaper change," Ivan brought Quincy to the changing table and began to unwrap his diaper, the smell filling the air, "Kakogo chyorta! How much did you eat?" Ivan exclaimed as he wiped Quincy and powdered his freshly cleaned bum.

(what the hell?)

Alfred had been watching from the doorframe, holding in his laughter. When Ivan dressed Quincy in a cute sweater and pants, he turned around to find Alfred smiling like an absolute idiot.

"Tough change this morning?" Alfred gently grabbed Quincy and rocked him cutely. Quincy cooed happily upon seeing his mama, burbling.

"Da, I think the soup last night didn't sit well with him," Ivan went to their private restroom to wash his hands. After coming out he looked out their window, seeing the thick blanket of snow on the ground, "Fredka, what are your plans for today?"

"Well, I was going to get the crockpot set up and make my chili for dinner tonight. This way I can devote the entire day to playing with the kids and entertaining the nations," Alfred began to head downstairs, hearing clunking going on in the kitchen. Alfred quietly walked in to the smell of different types of muffins: blueberry, chocolate chip, pecan, banana nut, pumpkin, and corn muffins were all resting on different platters. Alfred smiled as he watched Levi swiftly move around the kitchen, an assembly line in order for the perfect baking system. Ivan smiled at Levi as well, knowing that the boy loved to bake. Everybody always gave him a hard time when he tried to cook. But baking, that was a different story. Levi had three separate chemistry degrees, one of them a Ph.D. in advanced alchemy. So he was a natural in the science of baking. Levi just finished another batch of muffins when he heard Quincy squeal. He jumped and turned around, seeing his parents smiling.

"Ma! Dad! You frightened me!" Levi held his chest a bit. Alfred walked over to the muffins and sniffed.

"They smell wonderful, Levi. I'm going to start dinner, would you mind taking your brother?" Levi nodded as Alfred stood up straight, giving Quincy off to him. Levi happily accepted his baby brother and left the kitchen. Alfred got out his ingredients and began to cook.

He diced some thick-cut bacon and fried it in a large pan in oil. Once it was crispy he took the bacon out with a strainer spoon, as to leave the fatty oil in the pan. He then began to dice some vegetables: corn, mild chilis, tomatoes, zucchini, and bell peppers. He dropped them all except the tomatoes, into the greasy pan and began to cook down the veggies. Once he finished that he added them into the pot, along with the tomatoes. He then drained fresh black and kidney beans, ensuring none of the weird liquid made it to the pot. He went to the fridge and found some Italian sausage and beef shoulder. Grinding them up into shreds, he mashed them together and cooked it for only a few minutes. He then put the beans in the pot with tomato paste and Italian sausage and beef meat mixture he had just put together. Then came the spice: salt, pepper, cayenne, paprika, cumin, garlic powder, onion powder, oregano, a small pinch of cocoa, and saffron powder. Alfred gave the pot a good stir, adding a small amount of cream. Lastly, the secret ingredient was added, his homemade beef stock. A few more stirs and everything was evenly mixed, so Alfred turned the crockpot on low and put the lid on.

Going into the living room, he saw most of the house was awake aside from Denmark and Prussia. It made sense since usually if it's cold the two sleep in a few extra hours. Arthur was eating one of Levi's corn muffins, drinking Earl Grey tea and reading a book. France was laying on his lap, playing pattycake with Quincy. Germany and Italy were both talking to Miles, the conversation was about cars. Miles' eyes lit up as he talked, which was rare considering how normally reserved he was. Sweden and Finland were braiding Mali and Alicia's hair, while Ivan brushed Anastasia's. Marina was playfully messing with Belarus' hair, Lithuania chuckling at Belarus' amused expression. Ukraine was chatting with Finny and Canada, talking about the snow and other random topics. Gabe, Aria, and Noah were all talking with Romano and Spain, most likely about food. He couldn't keep up with the quick Italian conversation from that distance. Iceland and Norway were occupying Frederick, Norway waving his hand with twinkles coming out. China was talking to Blair in Mandarin, China's eyes were bright as he blabbered on. He was probably surprised about Blair's linguistic skills despite being deaf. When you live for a few centuries, you learn how to feel your voice box's vibrations and can speak clearer than a hearing person. Japan was reading yaoi in the corner, Nova, Conner, and Zach also reading different mangas. Becca, Kiki, and Niomi were practicing their magic in small spurts of energy. Everyone was busy yet the chaos was so organized. By the time Alfred got to the baskets of muffins, there was only one chocolate chip one left. Alfred smiled, he knew the others saved it for him. The chocolate chip was his favorite. So he picked up the muffin and smiled at the crowd.

"What fun am I missing?" he yelped, the room silencing. England smiled brightly, putting his book down after marking the page.

"Morning, lad! Where were you?" he asked while sipping his tea. Many nations and elder states had cups of coffee or tea, the younger ones were drinking hot chocolate. Most likely a curtsy by Finland.

"Just getting supper ready... I decided on chili... Since we're going to need to get warm after all the activities I have planned!" Alfred quirked a smile. The kids all chuckled, they knew what was happening, "OG 13, you're all going to team up with the territories! The rest of you get into your normal groups! Nations will be a team on their own! Get on some cozy clothing guys! It's going to get wild!" the kids all cheered and ran upstairs happily. The nations shrugged and knew that Alfred had a plan. They had learned by now it was a fruitless idea to question anything. As soon as everybody got back downstairs in their groups, Alfred had changed into a few layers of sweaters with two pairs of sweatpants and snow boots.

"Darling? That is quite a lot of layers..." Ivan jested as he hugged him. Ivan was only wearing a sweater, a thick pair of jeans, an adorable ushanka, snow boots, and a warm vest.

"Shut it, you... You know I'm not immune to the cold like you..." Alfred rolled his eyes as some of the audience chuckled, "anyway, here are the plans. We are going to do our own version of the Winter Olympics today! The events lined up as so!" Alfred pointed to a whiteboard.

Event 1- building an igloo

Event 2- snow sculpting

Event 3- making snow angels

Event 4- sledding

Event 5- snowball fight

AWARDED ON HOW WELL YOU WORK TOGETHER AND HOW EFFICIENT YOU ARE! EACH EVENT IS TIMED AND THE QUICKEST TEAM TO MEET ALL SECRET REQUIREMENTS WIN THE EVENT!

The nations all smiled at each other, nodding. They looked out the window and saw that some of the snow had been cleared off. The groups all ran outside and Ivan carried Alfred, since he didn't want him to slip on ice.

"First event! Building an igloo! You have fifteen minutes to get as far as you can! Ready, steady, go!" Ivan yelped.

Team 1 - OG13+Territories

Team 2 - Nations

Team 3 - Texas, California, Nevada, Colorado, Idaho, New Mexico, Utah, Arizona, and Hawaii

Team 4 - Vermont, Alaska, Washington, Oregon, Montana, North Dakota, South Dakota, and Nebraska.

Team 5 - Kansas, Oklahoma, Minnesota, Michigan, Wisconsin, Iowa, West Virginia, and Indiana

Team 6 - Ohio, Kentucky, Tennessee, Arkansas, Mississippi, Alabama, Louisiana, Maine, and Florida

Everybody was having fun as each group developed plans and designs. The nations, of course, were failing because they constantly disagreed, so Alfred marked them down a few points. After fifteen minutes, Team 4 had not simply built an igloo, but an entire fort. The OG 13 and company were just playing with snow. Team 3 had gathered some blocks and had a foundation. Team 5 had built an igloo and were smiling happily with each other. Lastly was Team 6, who barely had a block of ice made. Alfred chuckled as he looked to the nations to see that they had nothing done.

"Team 4 wins!" Alfred announces. The crowd of kids cheered happily and high fived each other. Snow sculpting was next, so the groups all gather snow as the clock began, "you have thirty minutes! Begin!" the nations were determined to win this one.

"Ve need to vork together! Everybody gather snow und hand it off to Italy und Romano. Zey are professionals," Germany politely ordered. The nations all nodded and did as told. Unfortunately for them, the OG 13 and company had similar talents. So when the time was up, it was between them and the nations. Italy and Romano had done a remake of the statue of David, but looking to the OG's sculpture they were left in the dust. There was an entire sculpture was of the Last Supper, but instead of the disciples it was them with the territories! Alfred was in awe and Italy even took a picture of it.

"OG 13 and the territories win!" Alfred announced. Levi and Aria smiled as Italy approached them.

"Your sculpture is amazing~" Italy shouted. The group thanked Italy and complimented his work back. Alfred made a note to give both teams extra points for sportsmanship. Making snow angels was next.

"Please select two members of your team for the next event!" Alfred ordered. The teams did as told and each picked two representatives.

Katie & Liam

Raivas & Emil

Nova & Conner

Kasey & Riley

William & Lana

Toby & Harley

"Each team has their designated area, right?" a chorus of 'yes' could most likely be heard from the moon, "you all have ten minutes to make as many snow angels as possible! Ready, steady, GO!!!" Alfred ordered and the teams got to work. As the minutes ticked, each player was being supported by their teams. Even the nations got along as they cheered Latvia and Iceland on. They counted the end results and found Team 3 had eighteen snow angels, and coming in at a close second was Team 6 with sixteen, "Team 3 wins!"

"Yes!" Nova cheered as she jumped and hugged Conner. The two swung around and plopped in the snow.

"mierda, odio la nieve," Conner grumbled as he shivered. Spain laughed and helped the two up, "gracias, Espana!"

"No hay problema, amigo," Spain replied, patting the snow from Conner's back.

"Sledding is next, this one has a little twist!" everybody looked at Alfred, "this will be a triathlon style race! Each team pick three members who haven't participated and work out the order you wish to race!" the groups huddled together and murmured their plans. The next event was something everybody was looking forward to.

Levi, Noah, and David

France, England, Spain

Becca, Marina, Brody

Izzy, Finny, and Anastasia

Katt, Baue, and Miles

Robert, Samual, and Jenny

"The first will all start by the tall oak by Igor's cave, he's still asleep so try to be quiet! When you get to the boulder by the stream, you will pass off the sled to number two! Number two will travel through the woodland paths by any means necessary. Which means only NUMBER TWO can use magic, I'm looking at you, Becca! If I see you use magic your team forfeits the event! Upon reaching the end of the woodlands, you will pass the sled to number three! From there it's a steep imbank so be careful and control your sled! Any questions?" silence greeted the question, "good! Blair is up there already to make sure nobody gets a head start! Get your butts moving and may the best team win!" the selected trios began to head to their positions with happy chatter. Alfred was panting a tiny bit, easily being noticed by Canada and Russia.

"Alfie, why don't you go rest inside for a bit? Ivan and I will referee this event," Matthew suggested. Alfred looked to his twin, about to object, when Ivan picked him up.

"Gilbert and Mathias should be up by now, da? You can rest with them. I will retrieve you when the event is over," Russia's tone was sweet but stern. Alfred knew the argument was lost so he just let his husband carry him inside.

Prussia and Denmark were sipping coffee from their designated mugs when Ivan came in with a shivering Alfred. Prussia immediately put down his mug and helped get Alfred inside. Denmark went over to the coffee pot and poured Alfred a cup with two sugars and a dash of cream, the way he normally took it.

"I'll get him a blanket too!" the Dane exclaimed running off to the linen closet. Ivan set Alfred on the couch and Gilbert handed him the cup of coffee, all while Mathias set a warm blanket on his shoulders. The electric fireplace was crackling as the fake flames somehow brought Alfred warmth. Nobody wanted a real fireplace after what happened last time, plus this was easier to clean and not as much as a hazard to the young ones.

"I will be back when the event is over," Ivan kissed Alfred's lips and headed back out. Gilbert and Mathias cuddled close to their awesome bestie, being sure to be gentle. Prussia smiled as he pet Alfred's head, letting the young blonde rest his head on the ex nation's collarbone. Mathias was coddling him from the other side, rubbing his back and belly. His head was on Alfred's hip as they all snuggled together. In the blissful warmth and silence sat the cutest bundle of total awesomeness.

Outside... However...

"WOOHOOOOO!!!!!" Becca yelped as she passed Robert, "SEE YA ALABAMA!!!" she laughed at his competitive smirk.

"Watch where you are going!!!" Katt warned to Becca. Becca turned around to come face to trunk with a tree. Katt and Francis both stopped to help her up as Robert laughed passed her.

"SEE YA HOLLYWOOD!!!" he yelped as he arrived at the checkpoint, passing the sled to Samual who got on in a hurry. Becca growled and hopped back on her slay, the race was on. Each racer arrived at about the same time after Robert took the lead, making others become even more competitive. England hopped onto the sled and was off as quick as lightning, leaving France in a pile of snow. England was a master at navigating forests, it was a lot easier than the sea. But, number two was allowed to use magic. Using a spell, he mumbled an incantation that made a portal appear below a patch where Sam was fast approaching. He fell into the portal and was transported back to the checkpoint.

"THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR BEING A SPOILSPORT!!!" England taunted, earning cheers and laughs from the other kids. Sam also laughed and began again, not caring that he had to start over. England used his magic to help others with obstacles, moving dangerous hazards like branches or rocks if he saw a child heading towards one. Once he got to the third checkpoint, he handed off to Spain with a smile. Everybody else got there a split second before and they all sledded downhill at once. Miles and Jenny were neck and neck as they approached the finish line, crossing at the exact same time. All the racers were going to fast to stop, thus they all landed in a huge pile of fluffy snow safely. Everybody was laughing, even the ever stoic Sweden and Germany.

"It looks like Team 5 and Team 6 are tied for first, thus I deem both teams the winners!" Ivan proclaimed with a smile as he helped his daughter out of the snow. Anastasia was still laughing as her father pulled her out, "I need to go get Fredka. I put him inside to warm up for a bit," Ivan walked away from the group of happy faces. When Ivan entered the house, he smelt hot chocolate and warm cookies. He smiled happily when he saw Mathias making warm treats.

"Alfred fell asleep on the couch. Prussia won't let go of him, so I'm doing this on my own. Are all the events done yet?" Mathias asked with a whisper. Ivan shook his head in reply.

"There is still the snowball fight to do... Do you think Fredka would be madder if I woke him or if I let him sleep and he miss the last event?" Ivan questioned with a loose smile. Mathias pulled a fresh tray from the oven of chocolate chip cookies.

"I would just gently wake him and ask what he wants," the Dane retorted. Ivan nodded and went to the living, seeing Prussia coddling his husband protectively. He walked over softly and shook Alfred softly.

"Fredka, the final event is up. Would you like to join?" Ivan hushed. Alfred's beautiful blue eyes fluttered open and he smiled.

"Nah, it's too cold for me out there and I'm comfortable. When everything is done and everybody comes inside, make sure they all take warm baths or showers and feed them cookies and sandwiches. We can watch a movie for the rest of the afternoon and dinner should be ready," Alfred explained softly. Ivan nodded and kissed Alfred's forehead before walking back outside. He had a sweet but devious smile on his face as he approached the other groups.

"Where's Alfred, little brother?" Ukraine asked, tilting her head worriedly.

"He's asleep, so I thought it best to let him rest. He is not good in the cold to start with, much less now that he is pregnant. Does everybody want to participate in the snowball fight?" Ivan asked the crowd.

"I think I'll head in with the territories and give them warm baths. I'll take a shower too," Aria walked to the door with a train of little territories behind her. Levi also began to walk in.

"Yea, I definitely need a shower too... I smell horrid..."

"I will as well, aru. My old bones can't handle any more bitter cold," China explained walking in. Iceland and Norway left as well, something about them not wanting to hurt anybody. They were smart, Norway was the best at snowball fights even without his magic. Once everyone was sure they would stay, Ivan smiled and held his hands behind his back.

"the snowball fight will be a free for all! Starting now, da!" Ivan chucked a snowball at Germany, who took it straight in the face. He blinked a few times before gathering snow in his hands and threw one back, but Ivan dodged so it hit feeble little Finny. Racheal and Sally came to his aid, throwing many snowballs at one time. They hit a lot of different targets: Japan, Sweden, Blair, Anastasia, Estonia, and Belarus. The fight was on and boy, Ivan wished he got it on camera.

"THIS IS FOR MY ARMADA!!!" Spain yelled as the snowball left his palm at an alarming speed. It smashed England right in the nose, leaving a red mark. England then chanted something and a dozen snowballs formed.

"WELL, THIS IS FOR TAKING MOST OF THE NEW WORLD!!!" England waved his hand and Spain squealed like a little girl. France and Italy formed an alliance and were attacking Finland and Lithuania. That's when Ukraine came to the rescue and threw snowballs back and hit Italy in the forehead.

"BIG BROTHER FRANCE!!! AVENGE ME!!!" Italy wailed as he pretended to die.

"Don't worry, mon ami! I will!" France threw snowballs quickly, hitting all his targets. However, a secret weapon came to the aid of Ukraine in the form of a scary Canada, "Matthieu! 'ow could you?!" France dramatically yelped as he was hit with a snowball.

"Sorry, Papa! She needed more help!" Canada replied with a shrug. That when a snowball hit the back of the Canadian's head. He turned and saw Ivan smirking, and Matthew got on his hockey face, "it's on, Ivan!!!" the snowball fight lasted for close to an hour before everybody was too cold to continue. They all entered the house happily to the smell of cookies and fresh cucumber sandwiches, along with hot cocoa. Another half hour passed before the snacks were devoured and everyone had a hot shower. They all sat in the media room and watched the only movie everybody could agree on, The Lion King.

After the movie ended, Alfred went to check on the chili. He gave it a few stirs before tasting it. It was amazing, just the thing to warm up before going to bed. The states all helped set the tables as Germany, Latvia, and China helped with the garnishes. Once everybody had a bowl of chili, they said grace and ate. The world seemed so perfect right now, everybody was getting along and the kids were easy to put to bed. Alfred finally got into bed with his husband after bidding all his guests and children sweet dreams. Ivan wrapped his strong, muscular arms around the tiny American. Alfred giggled and snuggled into Ivan's chest, listening as his heartbeat lulled him to sleep.

If only he knew the nightmares that night had planned for him.