M: Mandoria's heart melted as he watched the two, they truly were meant for each other and he was so glad he decided to give Rowen custody of Johann, he couldn't think of anyone better to take care of the boy, and now that Rowen confessed his love for his king, Mandoria would have the honor of taking part in caring for both of them.

"I'd say that today has been one to remember, and this time for a good reason," the king said, ruffling Johann's hair, "Welcome to the family, both of you," he then looked to the English, "and to you all too, I'd say you more than earned your place with us."

N: Anglo placed his hand over his heart and bowed, Saxon dipping his head in acknowledgment, "We are more than honored to be part of this family," the country replied.

"This has surely been a day to cherish," Saxon added, "and one we will keep in our hearts. What do you say, England?" The entity turned around to see his son fast asleep, cuddled up with Edel, making the entity softly smile, "that boy and his sleep."

Johann grinned when Mandoria ruffled his hair, to be in a loving family once again, "We're family!" The boy faced Rowen, "And I'm still going to organize the wedding, no matter what," he beamed.

M: Rowen and Mandoria laughed, "I'm sure you will Johann, I wouldn't trust anyone else with such an important task," the human joked, "as Mandoria said, it is no easy task to plan a king's wedding."

"Certainly," Mandoria agreed, "the whole kingdom is on the guest list so it has to be large and extravagant, but also sophisticated, for a modest-sized kingdom of about 4,000 people it would take a long time to plan indeed."

Mandoria looked over to his sons with Edel and England, smiling fondly at the group all sleeping together. "Oh, how I wish you all could stay," he said to Anglo and Saxon, "it may have been a bumpy ride but I can see that it has truly changed us all for the better, and I know that for the boys it will be hard saying goodbye, let alone us."

N: "Let's see it as more of a 'see you later' than a goodbye," Anglo said, and he glanced over to Edel, "however, I doubt Edel would easily let England go."

Saxon chuckled, "We might have to pry England out of Edel's paws to free him," but then he nervously laughed when he remembered what happened the last time he did that. "Actually, maybe not," the entity corrected himself.

"Anyways," the country quickly spoke, "you better invite us, and one day you can come over and visit us in Britain."

M: "Next time I have to go there I will definitely stop by," Mandoria said, "for now, we should wake the little ones for dinner, and since it is your last day here you may request anything you wish."

"Five gold that it doesn't have spice in it," Rowen joked, he set down Johann and knelt by the princes to wake them up, "time to wake up you two, you missed a lot of stuff, don't let dinner be one of them."

Mandara woke up but covered his face with his wing, "it's too comfy, we don't want to wake up."

Edel made a sound that sounded like chuckling and licked the boys' heads and faces to get them up, and after that succeeded he started licking England awake too.

N: "What the-" England yelled as he jolted awake; his eyes squeezed shut as he felt a tongue lick his entire face. "Pfft- get off me," he patted Edel, "I'm awake, alright? I'm awake."

Anglo laughed as he made his way to his son, "Well, that is definitely a way to wake you up." England gave him the stink eye as he used his sleeve to wipe his face, "and it looked like you had a face wash too."

The younger country grumbled as he got on his feet, "so why did you wake me up from my beauty sleep?" he asked, getting a chuckle from Saxon. When he was told to suggest food for dinner, he immediately answered, "Shepherd's Pie. Made right and it is amazing."

M: "Well no pressure then," Mandoria chuckled, he headed off to tell his cooks what to make, but gave Rowen a quick peck on the cheek so his children were up-to-date.

Mandara and Derogan stared wide-eyed at the now blushing Rowen, to sure how to handle that at first. Once the initial shock wore off Mandara looked to his brother with a smug smile and elbowed him, the older prince sighed in defeat and produced a coin pouch from his pocket, emptied out a few coins, and gave them to Mandara.

Rowen hid his face in embarrassment when he realized the brothers made a bet on if he would get with their father or not.

N: Saxon shook his head, "Mandara, you really need to sort out your betting problem," the entity chuckled, "and don't worry Rowen, you are going to feel even more embarrassed from now on."

"Definitely," Anglo agreed, looping his arm around Saxon's, getting a grumble from the entity. "It became my sworn duty to embarrass this handsome gentleman here," he spoke in a posh accent, to which Saxon tried to unsuccessfully pull away, "for example, this fellow misplaced his footing and happened to slip on the peel of a banana during a formal conference, which he then-"

"And that is enough," Saxon said loudly, drowning out Anglo, getting a laugh from Anglo.

M: Rowen chuckled in both amusement and embarrassment, "just lucky I guess," he simply said.

Everyone went to go sit at the table, Edel dragging himself over to lay down next to England, and Silver Streak, who was hiding underneath Edel, hopped up to Mandara to ask him to help her on the table.

"I guess the pets are joining us too," Derogan remarked, "too bad we don't have Titan and Lyra here though."

"Lyra most likely would be biting everyone's ankles if she were here," Rowen chuckled, "that cat hunts ankles like they were rodents and I don't know why."

N: "You didn't tell me Lyra does that," Johann yelped, pulling up his legs as if the cat was already there, "now I'm definitely keeping my feet away from the edge of the bed." He looked up to Rowen, "one day I am going to become friends with that cat and get on her non-sassy, non-biting side, if she even has one."

England stroked Edel's fur, "animals can be like that. Once I found a lost weasel, since there are a lot in the country, and thinking it was cute, I picked it and we instantly bonded. I came back home, and I swear, the second Celtica saw it, she screamed so loudly that the weasel jumped out of my arms and ran to Ireland. He was a young boy at the time, so his child self just picked up the critter, scaring Celtica even more."

Anglo laughed as he remembered, "But you didn't hear this from us. The moment she finds out that England told you, god knows what she's going to do."

M: "That's how we learned Father is scared of badgers," Mandara said, "we were younger when we first found one and didn't know what it was at the time, thinking it was a lost cat or something Derogan brought it inside and gave it a bath, but when we brought it to Father to show him he freaked out and tried to run away from us."

"The best part is that it jumped out of my arms and ran after him, thinking he was playing," Derogan added, "so we just sat down and watched as the two ran around the throne room chasing each other."

"And I was the one who had to be the adult and retrieve the critter before someone got hurt," Rowen sighed, shaking his head in amusement, "never in my life had I seen a grown man with a 14' wingspan balance on a suit of armor and somehow not make it collapse, I'm pretty sure that is just breaking the laws of physics right there."

N: "Wait, how," England questioned as he tried to comprehend, "how did he- never mind. In a world which has beings with no noses or ears, let's just say breaking a couple laws of physics is not too far-fetched."

"And that is why you don't randomly bring animals you find inside," Anglo sighed, "you might just make some discover a fear."

"But that's good," Saxon interjected, "if you know what you're scared of, you can find a way to deal with that fear."

The country smirked, "so finding a pet snake for you is a good idea then?" The entity quickly shook his head.

M: The children giggled at Saxon's words backfiring on him, oh the irony. When Mandoria came back Rowen filled him in on what they were talking about and he sighed.

"I guess no secret is safe with you two around, huh," he chuckled.

"Nope," the brothers said in unison, smug smiles decorating their faces, then Derogan added, "and there is plenty more where that came from, like the time French Empire came to visit and brought one of her dukes, we put a spider down the back of his shirt and got to see him dance."

"And then you knuckleheads got me banned from going to France for five years," Mandoria said sternly, "FE is still not happy with me about that."

"Totally worth it," Mandara said, high-fiving his brother and earning an exasperated groan from their father.

N: "Oh, that explains her mood," Anglo thought out loud, "I was wondering why she was in a sour mood. I thought it was about Scotland spying on FE and BE."

"I think the both of them are still annoyed with Scotland about that," Saxon shrugged, "I mean, who would like to be stalked by your potential partner's father when you are trying to be together in peace."

England sighed, "Let Scotty be. He is protective of Albion and only wants the best for him. Admittedly, keeping tabs on their 'milestones' is a tad much, but he cares for BE."

M: "Milestones," Rowen echoed, "interesting, I wonder what would be considered milestones."

"First date, first kiss, first dance together," Mandoria mumbled, "hate to say that my father was a bit of a stalker too, but unlike Scotland, he did not want me to marry, because if I did and had a child it would threaten his rule, he was not the most considerate parent."

"Why don't you ever talk about Grandfather Shang," Mandara asked, "you say that he was a great father, now you say he's not considerate, it is very confusing."

Mandoria was silent for a second, not knowing how to respond to that, "Well, because it was so many thousands of years ago that I lived in China, it's hard to remember things that far away, my son."

That was a lie, he could remember even farther than that, but he didn't want to talk about that time since it was back when he was first learning to live alongside humans instead of killing them, something he didn't want the children or especially Rowen to know. The king fiddled with his silverware, becoming uncomfortable with the current conversation but didn't want to change it and raise suspicions.

N: "First kiss, huh?" Saxon piped up, seeing how uncomfortable Mandoria became, "that reminds me of another interesting story between England and Scotland." He looked over to England, who was pleading through his eyes to not say anything, but he continued. "I was not there to see it, but oh my lord the face that Celtica had when she returned with you two was beyond funny and scared the hell out of me at the same time."

"You and Celtica were not fine when it happened," Anglo shook his head, "and I'm quite happy that you were there to see Nessy nudge Scotland and ..."

"Stop right there," England interrupted, getting redder by the minute, "I'm not letting either of you tell the story." Anglo smiled and waved his hand to indicate for him to continue, so he sighed, "Scotland wanted to show me Nessy and Celtica had to come and supervise us."

"More like make sure you two didn't do any funny business," the entity spoke, getting a wing slap from Anglo.

"Anyway," England cleared his throat, "I met her, and she is honestly the most beautiful creature I have ever seen, and will ever see. She saw me standing near Scotty, who was petting her snout, so the moment he turned around, she pushed him, he came towards me and-" the country paused as face resembled closer to Saxon's, "well, you could guess what happened."

M: "Eww," Mandara grimaced, he was still in that "love is gross" phase so he was not pleased to picture that in his mind, which just earned chuckles from everyone else.

The conversation was off then when several servants came out with everyone's shepherd pie, so they stopped talking for a bit to dig in.

"Wow, this is good," Rowen declared, "I can't believe I've never had this before, you called it shepherd's pie right, I'll have to get the recipe later so I can try making it myself. What do you think Johann, we could try cooking together."

N: Johann nodded as he ate, but he was eating too quickly so the food slightly burned his tongue in the process. "Hot," he yelped as he fanned his mouth, drinking a cup of water to cool down.

"I appreciate the food is good," England said, "but it would be much appreciated if you didn't hurt yourself while you're eating."

"I should get the recipe for this too," Saxon muttered, "this is really good.

"You talk as if you can actually cook or bake," Anglo laughed, "every single time you tried to bake a cake, it always tasted like bread."

M: "So he was making Angle food cake," Mandoria asked, "or was it pound cake, because those can taste like sweetened bread, personally I've never liked cakes, I don't know why because I will eat cupcakes just not cake."

"So l guess a wedding cake is out of the question," Rowen joked.

"Look who's talking Sir Blush-a-Lot," Mandoria smirked, nudging Rowen with his wing, "guess the idea is becoming more familiar?" Rowen simply nodded.

"Father and Rowen, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G," Mandara sang, making the two adults start blushing.

N: The English laughed when they saw their reaction. "I am genuinely happy that England has passed that phase," Saxon chuckled, facing his son, "you are much too old for it."

"Yes," England nodded, "and now I internally repulse when you two show any display of attraction, it's weird seeing your centuries-old parents kiss." However, the country only smiled as he loved that his fathers still loved each other.

"No cake, got it," Johann smirked as he pretended to write it down, "is there anything else that the two grooms would like? Any allergies that we should know about beforehand?"

M: Mandoria and Rowen chuckled at their little party planner, so decided to play along.

"Bananas," Rowen simply said.

"Shellfish, coconuts, peaches, soybeans, and certain wines made in between 1432 and 1527," Mandoria listed, "I don't know why those specific years but if it was made in Greece or Italy I can't have it."

"I thought you wouldn't drink Kingdom of Italy's stuff because you still hold a grudge from when he tried to declare war on us because he wanted to steal Mother," Derogan asked.

"I will neither confirm nor deny that accusation," Mandoria calmly said, "all I will say is that curd now knows better than to challenge me over love, to think a wingless attempted to challenge the King Wing to an AERIAL duel, I must say that he is not the brightest man in Europe, that's for sure."

N: Anglo facepalmed when he heard, "That man must have hit his head on something to come up with a plan as stupid as that." The country tried to grasp Kingdom of Italy's reasoning but soon gave up, "nope, I don't understand it."

"I think French Empire would be happy that you chose not to take Kingdom of Italy's wine," Saxon spoke, "but there really isn't any competition. Her one is much better."

"Don't start this argument," England said, "there are many things that the Romance kingdoms' bicker about, and one of them is wine."

Meanwhile, Johann blinked a couple of times when Mandoria spewed the list of food he was allergic to, "What are you not allergic to?" the boy asked, but he quickly answered his own question, "oh yes, cupcakes."

M: "Yeah, it's funny that I have lived for so long that I haven't built up a tolerance to them," Mandoria said, "but what can you do."

"We've lost count of how many birthdays Father has had," Derogan commented, "we don't even bother trying to figure out how old he turns."

"I admit that I have lost count as well." Mandoria added, "if I had to guess it would be about older than the first humans that walked the earth since that is when most of the magical creatures roamed free, so possibly ... a little over 300,000, give or take."