I bet you can't guess when this was written.

THATS RIGHT, 2020.

RusAme + Moon is their child

"Another meeting, another ten buckets of perfectly good paint wasted." America said, causing Russia, who was painting the American flag onto America's hands, to sigh.

"Well maybe if you didn't decide to paint your flag on your hands and stripes on your arms, neck, and legs the first time you went to a meeting ten buckets of paint wouldn't be wasted." Russia replied as Moon ran into the room.

"Why do we have to go to the meeting? I've got a fu- massive headache." America asked, watching her cussing around her son.

"Momma! Papa! Look at what I found!" Moon said, teeming with excitement.

Moon held a rose quartz rock out.

"It's beautiful, honey. Now how about you go find Aunt Canada? We have to go to a meeting and she'll help you get ready." America said.

Moon smiled, "Okay!"

Russia and America smiled at each other as Moon ran out of the room.

"I fucking love that child." America said, to which Russia nodded.

"Me too, Mica, me too." Russia replied as he finished the American flag on America's hand.

"FUCK FUCK FUCK!!" America outbursted.

"What?" Russia asked.

"I forgot to change and they'll all find out I'm a girl and-" America completely broke down into Russia's chest, who comforted the American.

"Америка. Listen to me. They're bound to find out eventually. Why don't you just show them before they find out? It'd be more comfortable for all of us." Russia said.

"I'm not ready today. Can we try again next week?" America asked.

"Of course, Darling. We're gonna have to cut this dress off you though because the paint isn't dry." Russia said.

"No! This is my second favorite dress!" America exclaimed.

"And why would that be?" Russia asked, messing with America's long blonde hair.

"I was wearing it in my fourth favorite memory." America smiled.

"And what would that be?" Russia asked, despite already knowing the answer.

"Our first date." America smiled.

"And what beats it out?" Russia asked, smiling.

"Well of course our wedding, that's number one. When Moon was born is obviously number two. When I found out I was pregnant with him is number three." America said, smiling as Russia gave her a kiss on the forehead.

"Rus!" America squealed, squirming.

"What?" Russia asked.

"Can we not go to the meeting?" She asked.

"Нет." Russia replied.

"Please???" America asked, putting on her best puppy dog eyes. She then involuntary coughed.

"Fine. I'll call Saturn." Russia said and sighed before pulling out his phone.

He was never able to resist her puppy dog eyes, and since Moon inherited them, he was guilt tripped a lot. Especially since he felt bad whenever America coughed.

He quickly found the contact labeled Saturn (United Nations). Russia pressed the call button and put the phone up to his ear.

"Hello, United Nations speaking. What can I do for you?" A voice said over the phone.

"Earth and I won't be attending this meeting. She's got a headache and forgot to change, causing her to freakout. I hope that's fine." Russia said.

"That's fine. I hope... he... feels better soon." UN replied, knowing other countries were listening into the conversation.

"Mhm, see you. Bye."

"Bye."

Russia then hung up.

"Jup?" America croaked from the bed.

"Hm?" Russia asked.

America put on a devious smile, "You should-" She was interrupted by a cough, "Give me a ride so we can go tell Mars that we aren't going."

"Нет." America coughed again, "Да, да, fine."

America smiled as Russia got off their bed, immediately jumping on his back. She threw her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.

"That hurts." Russia said.

"I know." America smiled, nuzzling into Russia, "I love you."

"I love you too, dear." Russia smiled, walking into the hallway.

America laid her head on Russia's shoulder. Her pet eagle, Liberty, landed on her shoulder farthest from Russia's head.

"Liberty!" America exclaimed, looking at the bird out of the corner of her eye.

Russia knocked on the now closed door of the room belonging to the couple's son.

"Come in!" Canada called from inside.

Russia opened the door and America climbed off his back. America walked over to her sister as Russia went to talk to their son.

"We're not going to the meeting today now because I'm not feeling the best." America said, "Since we normally bring him anyway, we're just gonna said we're babysitting him or something."

"Oh, alright. I'll be leaving then." Canada said, "Bye!"

"Bye!" Everyone in the room replied.

"Mommy? Are you okay?" Moon asked, looking up at his mother.

"I'm fine, sweetheart." America said before coughing, "I just have a headache and forgot to change."

"Oh." Moon spoke

Bonus, Idea Notes:

~Sun:EU
~Mercury:New Zealand
~Venus:Australia
~Earth:America
~Moon:America (Earth) and Russia's (Jupiter) son
~Mars:Canada
~Those four planets are siblings ^
~Astroid Belt:NATO
~Jupiter:Russia
~Saturn:UN
~Uranus:Poland
~Neptune:Germany
~Pluto:Yugoslavia/Serbia and Montenegro (doesn't live in CH world anymore)
~UN pretends to be Earth and when they have meetings, acts like Moon's parent
~UK and France's real kids are: India, Bahamas, Algeria, Seychelles, Vietnam, and Kenya. UK is also South Africa's father, although Netherlands is his mother.