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Francine smiled again. “I think we can tell who’s boys they are.” She said, laughing slightly.

Marc was sitting on Allen’s stomach, clinging to his legs, while Joël was sitting on his chest, papping his cheeks.

Matt glared down at him, not moving. “…..” She was unamused.

Allen lay out like a star fish. He looked at Joël, blowing air against his cheeks. “Kids you have been over feed, ya’ll heavier than before” he sat up.

Oliver growled, looking away. His face soften and his arms drop to his side. “I’m just..so cross” he got angry again then calm down.

Joël laughed loudly, hugging him around the neck. He sat back up, brushing all the hair away from Allen’s face, smiling. Marc was trying to nibble on Allen’s knee.

Francine smiled. “I’d say they’re well fed.” She said. “We were worried little Joël wasn’t going to gain any weight. He was so small.”

Matt pat his back. “Look, Dad. Allen’s sorry. He’s trying to work everything out. Honest. Just give him one more chance.”

Allen checked over Joel. “He has gotten some meat on those bones” he chuckled. “Too much meat, look at those chubby cheeks” he pinched them lightly. He looked at Francine with amusement.

Oliver looked at her. “He better”

"Hey!" Joël squeaked, smacking Allen’s hand and giggling.

Francine giggled. “Such a sweet little boy. Both of them.” She said, petting Marc’s head.

Matt put her hands on her hips. “Go talk to him, then?”

"Are you knockers!? I can’t talk to hi-" his eyes filled with rage before trailing off. He looked at the ground.

Allen looked at Marc. “Hey my knee not a chew toy kid” he pulled him off. 

Marc squeaked loudly, patting at his hands. “Yes!”

Joël squished his cheek against Allen’s, nuzzling him.

"Dad. Please." She asked again.

Allen flop on his side with a sigh. He watched them, amuse.

Oliver sighed, he threw his hands up in the air in frustration. “Fin-“, there was a thud and Allen screamed. “O-Oops..I still was connected to him” he giggle. 

Francine was heard shouting Oliver’s name from down the stairs.

Matt glared. “Are you finished yet?” She asked, unamused.

Marc threw his hands up. “Boom!” He said, giggling. Joël was whining quietly.

Allen hissed against the cieling, blinking back tears. Oliver broke the spell, and he fell. He gripped his back, gritting his teeth. 

"Yeah.." Oliver hurried downstairs, cringing at the new hole.

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Francine smiled again. “I think we can tell who’s boys they are.” She said, laughing slightly.

Marc was sitting on Allen’s stomach, clinging to his legs, while Joël was sitting on his chest, papping his cheeks.

Matt glared down at him, not moving. “…..” She was unamused.

Allen lay out like a star fish. He looked at Joël, blowing air against his cheeks. “Kids you have been over feed, ya’ll heavier than before” he sat up.

Oliver growled, looking away. His face soften and his arms drop to his side. “I’m just..so cross” he got angry again then calm down.

Joël laughed loudly, hugging him around the neck. He sat back up, brushing all the hair away from Allen’s face, smiling. Marc was trying to nibble on Allen’s knee.

Francine smiled. “I’d say they’re well fed.” She said. “We were worried little Joël wasn’t going to gain any weight. He was so small.”

Matt pat his back. “Look, Dad. Allen’s sorry. He’s trying to work everything out. Honest. Just give him one more chance.”

Allen checked over Joel. “He has gotten some meat on those bones” he chuckled. “Too much meat, look at those chubby cheeks” he pinched them lightly. He looked at Francine with amusement.

Oliver looked at her. “He better”

"Hey!" Joël squeaked, smacking Allen’s hand and giggling.

Francine giggled. “Such a sweet little boy. Both of them.” She said, petting Marc’s head.

Matt put her hands on her hips. “Go talk to him, then?”

"Are you knockers!? I can’t talk to hi-" his eyes filled with rage before trailing off. He looked at the ground.

Allen looked at Marc. “Hey my knee not a chew toy kid” he pulled him off. 

Marc squeaked loudly, patting at his hands. “Yes!”

Joël squished his cheek against Allen’s, nuzzling him.

"Dad. Please." She asked again.

Allen flop on his side with a sigh. He watched them, amuse.

Oliver sighed, he threw his hands up in the air in frustration. “Fin-“, there was a thud and Allen screamed. “O-Oops..I still was connected to him” he giggle. 

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~(-w-~)……………. *walks away*

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someone asked for some of my hetalia body-type headcanons! you can tell i kind of gave up on those “descriptions”…

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[Allen|Rico]                     

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"He just call you" he looked at Rosa.

she was in shock as well

"Rico…why did you call Rosa that"

"cause she helped you with me a lot in highschool," he replied

Allen looked at her.

she didn’t know how to react so just went with it to not hurt Rico’s feelings

Allen picked Rico up. “You want Rosa as your mommy?”

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Francine smiled again. “I think we can tell who’s boys they are.” She said, laughing slightly.

Marc was sitting on Allen’s stomach, clinging to his legs, while Joël was sitting on his chest, papping his cheeks.

Matt glared down at him, not moving. “…..” She was unamused.

Allen lay out like a star fish. He looked at Joël, blowing air against his cheeks. “Kids you have been over feed, ya’ll heavier than before” he sat up.

Oliver growled, looking away. His face soften and his arms drop to his side. “I’m just..so cross” he got angry again then calm down.

Joël laughed loudly, hugging him around the neck. He sat back up, brushing all the hair away from Allen’s face, smiling. Marc was trying to nibble on Allen’s knee.

Francine smiled. “I’d say they’re well fed.” She said. “We were worried little Joël wasn’t going to gain any weight. He was so small.”

Matt pat his back. “Look, Dad. Allen’s sorry. He’s trying to work everything out. Honest. Just give him one more chance.”

Allen checked over Joel. “He has gotten some meat on those bones” he chuckled. “Too much meat, look at those chubby cheeks” he pinched them lightly. He looked at Francine with amusement.

Oliver looked at her. “He better”

"Hey!" Joël squeaked, smacking Allen’s hand and giggling.

Francine giggled. “Such a sweet little boy. Both of them.” She said, petting Marc’s head.

Matt put her hands on her hips. “Go talk to him, then?”

"Are you knockers!? I can’t talk to hi-" his eyes filled with rage before trailing off. He looked at the ground.

Allen looked at Marc. “Hey my knee not a chew toy kid” he pulled him off. 

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"He just call you" he looked at Rosa.

she was in shock as well

"Rico…why did you call Rosa that"

"cause she helped you with me a lot in highschool," he replied

Allen looked at her.

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Francine smiled again. “I think we can tell who’s boys they are.” She said, laughing slightly.

Marc was sitting on Allen’s stomach, clinging to his legs, while Joël was sitting on his chest, papping his cheeks.

Matt glared down at him, not moving. “…..” She was unamused.

Allen lay out like a star fish. He looked at Joël, blowing air against his cheeks. “Kids you have been over feed, ya’ll heavier than before” he sat up.

Oliver growled, looking away. His face soften and his arms drop to his side. “I’m just..so cross” he got angry again then calm down.

Joël laughed loudly, hugging him around the neck. He sat back up, brushing all the hair away from Allen’s face, smiling. Marc was trying to nibble on Allen’s knee.

Francine smiled. “I’d say they’re well fed.” She said. “We were worried little Joël wasn’t going to gain any weight. He was so small.”

Matt pat his back. “Look, Dad. Allen’s sorry. He’s trying to work everything out. Honest. Just give him one more chance.”

Allen checked over Joel. “He has gotten some meat on those bones” he chuckled. “Too much meat, look at those chubby cheeks” he pinched them lightly. He looked at Francine with amusement.

Oliver looked at her. “He better”

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