The small country was running away from America, when there was a knock on the door. Britain went over to the door and opened it up. As soon as the door opened, the small country slipped outside. America ran through Britain and France chasing after the small country.

"Ugh, sorry about the bloody nonsense," Britain groaned. France laughed. Whenever he saw Britain and America, he always had a good time. What he didn't understand was, who was America chasing. Suddenly the small country ran underneath France, and grabbed onto his leg, trying to hide from America.

"Come here you," America mumbled as he picked up the small country. The small country laughed and hugged onto America. Britain got a huge grin on his face.

"Who is the little one?" France asked. Britain forgot that the others didn't know that him and America were raising a child together. America snuggled Britain.

"This is our baby girl," America said with a grin. The small country was trying to hide her face from France. France smiled. He was wondering how good of a parent America was. America snuggled the small country trying to get her to look at France.

"Here, watch this," Britain said to France. Britain kissed America forcefully on the lips. The small country glared and smacked Britain. France chuckled.

"Someone's a little jealous huh?" France asked. The small country looked at France. She was fascinated with his accent. Britain grinned and snuggled the small country. The small country whined. America looked down at the small country trying to figure out what she was whining about.

"Hey, France," America started to say, "You wanna hold her dude?" France grinned. Of course he wanted to hold the small country.

"Sure!" France exclaimed. As soon as she heard that, the small country reached for France. France grinned and took the small country from America. The small country hugged France tight and started to play with his hair.

"Aww, she likes you," Britain grinned. The small country snuggled France. France rocked the small country and spoke to her softly. The small country was smiling. She never took her eyes off France. All she wanted to do is listen to him talk.

"I've never seen her act this way before," America mumbled. Britain snuggled America. America snuggled Britain back. The small country started to yawn. France continued to rock the small country and talk to it. America went over to the small country and kissed her forehead.

"She's almost asleep," France whispered. America nodded. America snuggled the small country as France rocked her. Soon, the small country was asleep. Britain looked at the other two guys and grinned.

"Come on you two," America grinned, "Let's get this party going."