Tiny Problems -P3-(Child!England x Child!Reader)

Outside a light sprinkling of rain had already begun. The tiny droplets landed in showers as the plants drank their fill. After eating lunch, you and Arthur seemed to make your way once more into the Library. Your brilliant (e/c) eyes stared out the window behind the couch, watching as the rain pelted the Earth. Your little belly was full from the lunch you just enjoyed and somehow you were starting to feel a bit tired. That feeling wasn’t helped of course by the soft rhythmic sounds of rain plummeting down to the ground. As you leaned over the back of the couch, your hands cupped your face and your eyes closed for a moment. Letting your mind wander you listened to the gentle sounds outside that you wished you could have been a part of but Matthew said ‘No, if you play in the rain you’ll catch cold.’

Meanwhile, Arthur sat beside you on the couch, reading over what looked like a spell book from his magic room. The pages of the book were discolored and tattered; while the lettering within it looked like runes and complicated ones at that. For a second Arthur glanced up from his book to look at you. He could tell you were engrossed in the sounds of nature of course so could a little fairy. The small sprite sat upon your shoulder humming a soft melody in your ear. Inwardly Arthur hoped you could hear it, experience the same things he could. Enjoy them with him, a blush crept it’s way onto his cheeks as he watched you.

That was until your eyes snapped open and you gave an audible yawn. Your eyes felt heavy and while listening to the rain you could have sworn you heard a soft hum. Like always though you dismissed this as the wind, your mind still trying to grasp concepts in an adult manner.  The breeze did seem to have its own lullaby after all. Shaking your head as if to help you wake up you looked over to England who quickly glanced back down to his book. Your lips then curved into a smile as scooted yourself closer to him as if to see what he was reading. “What cha doing?” You said tiredly.

Arthur raised one of his bushy eyebrows at you before pouting realizing you still couldn’t or wouldn’t see what he could. Letting a sigh escape his lips, Arthur did answer you. “I’m trying to find out what went wrong.”

“Oh…Can I look?” You said glancing over his shoulder to look down at pages you couldn’t even understand. However, when you realize how complicated it was you puffed out your cheeks in agitation.

Arthur couldn’t help but laugh at this. It also warmed his heart a little that you were even a bit interested in his magic book, even if it was just because the two of you were in a bit of a predicament. “Do you want me to tell you what it says?”

“You can…or I could just look at the pictures…” You said pointing to the intricate and detailed drawing of some form of herb. You somehow suspected Arthur was trying to find a way to reverse the effects rather then find the cause.

Arthur nodded as the two of you sat beside each other on the comfortable plush couch. He went along about explained what on earth it was he was reading but your eyes were feeling so tired. It must have been naptime. As he explained eagerly, you barely heard a word as your eyelids fell and the world of reality slowly lost it’s grasp upon your mind. Eventually your mind fell into the land of dreams. You slept so soundly That Arthur didn’t even realize you were off frolicking in dream world until your body leaned up against his.

“Waaahhh ____What are you-” he started to say with a red face until he noticed your closed eyes and soft breaths. A smile crept over his face as he stifled a yawn. Despite trying to remain awake, he too felt the grasp of sleep slowly working on his tiny body. Emerald eyes looked back towards the book as he tried his best to fight back slumber; ultimately however he too succumbed to it’s call. The two you leaning up against each other as you slept on the couch.

Meanwhile Matthew wandered through the house calling your names. “Arthur….________  where are you two?” he said looking about as he wandered through the halls. “If you two are planning on surprising me you two are in big trouble…..” he continued looking around the corner as if expecting a sudden ambush of children. Matthew stood there for a moment in the hallway as if contemplating where on each the two of you could have been. Then it stuck him, the library.

After making his way to the room, Matthew opened the door. “Okay you two time for…” he stopped mid-sentence as he looked at the two of you curled up on the couch. A gentle smile spread across his face as he looked over the adorable scene. The two of you leaned up against each other and hand hands, the spell book sat in your laps as if the two of you fell asleep reading together. In truth, you looked like little angels.

“I was going to say nap time….but I guess you two beat me to it…” Matthew said as he approached the two of you. Carefully he picked up the tome before placing it on the small table nearby. Rather then pick the two of you up, Matthew believed it was best to just let sleeping children lye, so he helped the two of you lay down on the couch. Gently coaxing you both to rest in a fashion that wouldn’t cause grumpy sore children from sleeping wrong.

Once the two of you were lying down, the two of you faced each other, curling up once more. Arthur put his free hand around your waist. You on the other hand curled up closer to the tiny Brit, snuggling up to him as you slept. Matthew could barely contain the “Awww….” as he watched the two of you. Reluctantly Matthew did leave for just a second, only to come back with a soft blanket putting it over the two of you. The blanket of course had a giant red maple leaf on it, since it was Matthew’s after all. Once the two of you looked settled Matty began to walk out of the room, only look back once to utter a “Sleep tight…I’ll be back in an hour or so,” before he left. It was almost as if he thought the two of you could hear him all the way in dreamland.


~~SEXY MAPLE TIME SKIP~~


After nearly an hour had passed, Arthur began to stir in his sleep being the first of you two to start waking up. As he started to shift, you clung to him tighter in your sleep. The tiny Brit mumbled something incoherent as his eyes opened up ever so slightly. Once his vision became clear the little brit quickly realized he was holding you, the two of you had somehow begun to cuddle each other while you slept. As his face began turning a brilliant shade of red Arthur attempted to slip away from your grasp. Despite the fact he did enjoy snuggling you he somehow felt embarrassed by the current situation.  

Sadly, gentle attempts to get free of your grasp didn’t work, and he couldn’t just push you away. You were a girl…and well eventually you would get your boobs back and that was just a bad idea. (Lols HRE moment) Even worse you could wake up any minute and Arthur was scared of how you might react. What if you acted disgusted that the two of your were cuddling, or worse made fun of him for it. With a sigh, the little Brit began to chant something under his breath.

Just as you began to shift in your sleep, Arthur disappeared only to reappear about three feet away and now standing up. A look of relief came across him as he looked back towards you. “Well I guess I will get mum then…” He said as he wandered out of the room rubbing his eyes. You merely grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around yourself as you tried to cling to sleep.

Meanwhile little England walked down the hall towards Matthew’s room. Once the tired little finally made it he wandered into the opened room. Matthew usually closed his door for some privacy but since half the household was now made of tiny kids he had to make sure they could get him easily if he was needed. So that meant there was going to be open door rules in the whole house. That is unless you were indecent, sleeping, or the room was off limits. Other then those few conditions however most of the doors to the house were now opened and easily accessible.

Arthur wandered over the Matthew who was busy playing some mine craft on the computer. Somehow, he even went unnoticed in a pvp server; well Sweden would notice him if only because Matty would build nice things but that was about it. Little Arthur tugged on Matthew’s pants leg which caught the Canadian’s attention. Instantly he pulled off his headphones and picked up the now tiny nation. “What’s wrong Arthur?”

“Nothing!” Arthur said completely lying as a blush crept across his cheeks once more. He was still nervy about the whole cuddling thing, and he wasn’t exactly sure if Matthew saw them but he was fairly certain the Canadian did. After all he woke up in a Maple blanket.

“Alright if you say so…..” Matthew said with a smile trying not to chuckle at England adorable antics. Even if he was still being tsundere, it was far cuter this way.  Matthew had a vague idea of why England was acting so grumpy so on a whim he decided to poke a little fun. “You and ____ were so cute, maple I found the two of you fallen asleep with a book”
“Sh-shut up!” England screamed as he jumped off the Canadian’s lap. “Just go wake her up already dammit!” A very flustered Arthur pointed towards the door before he himself walked out, even before Matthew could scold the little Brit for cursing yet again.

With that Matty made his way to the library, only to have a smile once more plaster itself upon his face as he beamed down at your adorable sleeping form. “_______, _______Wake up…” He cooed, one of his hands gently shaking your shoulder. Matthew once more called your name as he patiently nudged you back into reality.

As you (e/c) eyes began to flutter open, you were greeted with a blurry looking Canadian smiling down at you.  A tiny arm reached up into the air with a stretch as your other hand tried to rub your tired eyes awake. “Goo’ Mornin’” You said tiredly half sitting up as you reached your arms out towards Matthew, making grabby hands as if you wanted to be picked up. Which you did.  

Matty only chuckled as he pulled your tiny form into his arms. Half-awake you clung to your new motherly figure, all the while resting your head on his shoulder.  Matthew carried you out of the room and headed downstairs. However, as he started down the flight of stairs you spoke up, “Don’t drop me kay?”

“Oh maple! Don’t be silly, I wouldn’t do that,” He chirped giving his newly awakened little darling a kiss on the cheek; which promptly made you embarrassed. “Kisses are for boo boos only….” You said turning your head so that you no longer faced Matty as your cheeks turned a soft shade of pink.

This of course only caused Matthew to burst into a small fit of laughter, shaking his head softly as he reached the bottom. Once there he placed you down on the ground. Seeing as how you were more then capable of being sarcastic, you could probably walk too. “Well since you are awake I think you can be a big girl and walk on your own, after all if I keep holding you maple I might just give you another kiss.” Matthew merely shrugged as he spoke so nonchalantly.

Upset by the sudden loss of human contact you gave a pout before stomping off. “I want to play outside…” You looked out the window and despite the fact it was still raining you could tell the rain was lightening up and could stop anytime soon.

“You can play outside when it stops raining….I would say yes if you had a rain coat but I don’t think we do…..so…hopefully the rain will stop maple…or Al will come back with a rain coat.” You merely crossed your arms most upset with the long explanation all about how you couldn’t go outside.  Frustrated you wandered into the living room and then flicked on the television.  

Flopping yourself on the couch you flicked through the channels as you attempted to take over the entire couch with your tiny form. Even though it was technically summer nothing was on Tv and probably wouldn’t be until prime time, or at least for a couple more hours. Still frustrated you puffed out your cheeks putting the remote down.

So there you sat, arms crossed and cheeks puffed out. That is until Arthur came by and picked up the remote, his little book in tow once more. “Here…” he said immediately turning the channel to BBC America where some ocean documentary was in the process of playing. You actually loved nature documentaries, especially ones on the ocean. They were calming and quite and somehow had a strange surreal feeling about them.

“Thanks Arthur” You said letting your arms relax some as you snuggled into the couch. Your (e/c) eyes glancing towards the window every so often in hopes the rain had finally stopped. Arthur merely nodded as he sat on the one square of the couch that was not overtaken (or previously attempted to be overtaken) by you; his nose once more buried in a book.



Honestly, you had no idea how long you were watching these ocean documentaries; two maybe three hours? There were several times during this timeframe when you thought it had stopped raining. The sun streamed through the window and just went you got to the front door and opened it each time one of two things happened. Either it was sunny and still raining for some godforsaken reason or the sun only shown for that split second due to a part in the clouds above, so when you got to the door it was raining once more. It just felt like Mother Nature was somehow fucking with you, taking a good long laugh at your hopes and crushing them. What’s worse is every time you were gullible enough to fall for it again. Let’s just say God hated you today.

As you returned to your seat on the couch for at least the sixth time, Arthur glanced up at you. “You know it’s s’pposed to rain all day…” He said flatly. Every muscle in your body just wanted to kick him off the couch for that. However, seeing as how Matty would scold you, you decided against it merely shooting him a glare of disapproval instead. “What? I don’t control the weather!” He retorted glaring back at you; the two of you continued to glare at each other, grating at the others nerves. Just waiting for one or the other to say or do something so either of you could snap or start a squabble.

As the tension continued to build up during your little staring contest the door of the house opened. This of course distracted both of you as your heads turned to see who would come around the corner. Of course, you didn’t have to wait to see who it was since they wanted to announce their presence.

“Super dad’s home!!! Come on little dude where are ya?” He called out carrying in over dozen different bags of kid like items or clothes. Instantly Arthur face palmed himself as he waited for the ‘dolt’ to figure out where they were. This wouldn’t take long since Al always wandered in to see what was on the Tv if it was on downstairs. It didn’t even matter if it was something ‘boring’ like a documentary, he just had to look.

Sure enough, Al headed straight for the Tv room, bags in tow. The first thing he noticed was the documentary currently airing on the large television to which Al commented “That’s lame…” Only after noticing the Tv did he see the two of you just staring over at him, England with a blank expression and you with a curious expression. Of course, you were only curious to see what he got you, but still you looked curious in his general direction. “Aww there’s my little hero’s in training!” He cheered with a stupid grim plastered about his face.

Dropping the bags to the ground Al moved over towards you two, scooping you up into his arms. Arthur gave a glare to Alfred shutting his book. “Now does daddy’s little princess want to fly?” Al said stupidly as he raised you in the air before spinning around in a circle.

Instantly you squealed, your tiny hands moving to cover your eyes “Down!” You yelled over Alfred’s laughter. If it had been anyone who could actually control their strength it would have been fine, but spinning around with Al seemed like you were part of some demented tornado.

“Hey she said down you wanker!” Arthur screamed, kicking Al’s ankles once he finally slowed down from all the spinning. Al being the ‘Hero’ that he was seemed unfazed by England attacks, but nevertheless put you down.

“Hahha sorry ____,” Al laughed rubbing the back of his head a bit embarrassed. “Next time I promise I won’t go as fast okay?” To that you went wide eyed, furiously shaking your head ‘non’. It was as if this promise would make you want to be spun around again. Just then the three of you heard the door open once more, you once more spun around to see who could it be.