anymore. She kept getting fevers, and she felt fatigued constantly. Every time she looked in the mirror, she was sure that she looked

thinner than she had the day before. Not in the stomach, perse, because the baby was certainly growing, but she looked gaunt. But, she was

making the attempt to try and ignore how sick she looked and how much pain she was almost continuously in. So she found herself at the

grocery store, trying to buy food to make for dinner and trying to pretend like she didn't feel like collapsing at any moment.

(Open to anyone. OTL)

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(... seriously, yo. Anyone can join.)

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(( hmmm, what should I be doing? >u< ))

((... *sparkly eyes* A-anything??))

(( *laughs* o-okay! XD ))

placed a few packets of cheese onto her basket, humming while searching for more groceries from her list, and stopped halfway when her eyes

caught sight of a weak-looking pregnant woman standing next to her. She couldn't help but feel wary at the same time, familiar, and gently

placed a hand at her shoulder. "M-miss..? Are you all right...?"

A startled gasp escaped Madeleine as she felt a hand on her shoulder and she dropped the eggs she was picking up, watching helplessly as

they smashed on the floor, making a terrible mess. "O-oh! I'm... I'm so soorry, eh...?" She looked up at the woman

that had touched her, turning a little pink, though the paleness of her complexion still shone through.

"O-oh dear!" She winced from the small smash, but took no time to waste, and quickly called a nearby janitor. While staring at the mess

being cleaned up, Elizabeta also noticed how pale and weak she was, and gently tugged her out from the grocery store to prevent more chaos

from happening. "Are you all right...?" She asked with worry, hands gently rubbing her back when they found a nearby bench to sit on.

Without really knowing what was going on, Madeleine found herself being tugged out of the grocery store. She wanted to protest, but

realized it was likely useless, because, well, not many people really paid attention to her. She'd just finish her

shopping later, she supposed. And it felt so good to be sitting down. She swallowed hard and then smiled weakly

at the woman who had pulled her out of the store. "Yeah, I'm fine, eh?"

rubbed her back more, a worried frown plastered on her face. ".... Madeleine... right...?" She recalled Prussia having to describe about his

*also* pregnant friend, and even took the trouble to look at a picture of him and her when she was still cooking, and of course, it

ended up with a frying pan slapped across his face. A warm, comforting smile then appeared, and her hand reached up to stroke her arm. "I've

heard a lot about you.... and you shouldn't be here if you feel that weak..." She muttered in a worried tone, eyes fixed on her.

A slightly startled expression crossed Madeleine's face before she smiled a little more widely than she had

before. "Yeah... that's me." She looked down at her hands and started rubbing them together, feeling a little awkward with the attention. "I

wasn't feeling that weak when I left home," she lied, rather proud of herself for not sounding fake at all.

frowned more, eyes narrowing at her. "I know well enough that you're forcing yourself to buy grocery." She mumbled with a serious

expression, and tilted her chin to face her. "You shouldn't be here. You should be resting." Her tone faded into a soft, gently voice, and

gave her a small smile. "Gilbert *that bastard* would be worried about you by now." And that wasn't a lie, no matter how pathetic and

empty Gilbert is.

A pink tinge flushed Madeleine's face again, even if only slightly. She felt the need to look away, but didn't feel like

pulling her face away and so just lowered her gaze in embarrassment. "Gilbert doesn't need to worry about

me. I have... everything under control." A stabbing pain shot through her and she suddenly clutched at her stomach and gritted her teeth,

trying to ignore the pain.

Her eyes widen when she felt the sudden reaction from her, and gripped hold of her shoulders. "I-Is something wrong!?" She asked in a panic

voice, yet tries to remain calm. Must be those signs before childbirth.... no, wait. "Prussia will be really worried. Especially when he's

going to be a father!"

(( note: she didn't know about Maddy inseminating herself. XD ))

Madeleine opened her mouth, about to respond that she was fine - even as she was still trying to fight off a sudden

bout of nausea - when she heard the last words. "Wh-what??" she stammered, turning her wide eyes onto Elizaveta.

blinked, her hand reached into her purse to grab her phone, and at the same time, eyes still concentrating on her. "W-well, that's true,

right...? Since I know Prussia won't brag about *any* girl unless he has something to do with her."

"N-no!" Madeleine wasn't sure if she was embarrassed, terrified by the thought of Gilbert fathering children, or just

in so much pain that she felt dizzy. "I... he's... we're just friends, eh?"

[[FF-- Terrified of Gil fathering children. ;w;]]

(( /more terrified than you are ))

"eh..." She breathed out, hand flipping open the phone. "Well, whoever the father is, he should be here to take care of you right now..."

She held her phone out to her and warmly smiled, still aware by the fact that Madeleine looked like as if she was about to faint. "Call your

husband, and tell him I'm going to drive you home."

Madeleine shook her head and pressed the heel of her palm against her forehead for a few long moments. "There ...

isn't a husband... no father..." She drew in a deep breath and then forced herself to her feet. "I need to finish... sh-shopping,

eh?" She turned herself back towards the store, obviously intending to walk back.

quickly stood up and grabbed hold of her arm with a small frown. "I'm not going to let you do anything with that current condition of yours"

, she hissed out in a serious tone, and gently tugged her back. "Look...why not you sit here, I'll help you do the grocery shopping, and

join me for dinner?" She smiled, hands holding hers. "I know Gilbert will be happy, and you can tell me everything." At this point, she knew

she had made a new friend.

Face darkening slightly, Madeleine tried to hide her slight irritation. Pregnancy wasn't a condition! And she was doing fine on her own!

"I..." She found herself suddenly sitting again and frowned slightly. "...I just wanted to make dinner." Tears were

springing into her eyes unbidden and moments later they were sliding down her cheeks in torrents.

"O-oh, I'm sorry..!" She bit her lip in guilt when she stared at her starting to tear up. "I-I only wanted to help..." Her frown appeared

again, and gently let go of her arm. "I...wanted to spend a bit of time with you, too." Truthfully, she looked like a nice woman, and she

wouldn't mind spending time with Gilbert's *friend*.

((prussia would either be the worst or most awesome dad ever. or both))

/late))

(( A frying pan will be nearby if he's around. ))

Madeleine raised her hands to start scrubbing her tears away, pushing her glasses up and smudging them

in the process. "I-it's okay... I mean..." She took a deep breath, sobbing just a

little. "I'm just so hungry, eh? I haven't... haven't been able to k-keep anything down..."

"W-Will it be all right if we have dinner together...?" She stuttered out nervously, smiling that she's starting to calm down, and picked up

her basket. "I'm here for only a few stuffs..."

Nodding, Madeleine sniffled slightly and rubbed her eyes a little harder. "I'm... okay with that." Her head was throbbing now too though.

Just great...

"I-is something wrong..?" She asked, still not satisfied with the other's response. Looks like she's used *and prefers* with eating alone.

Madeleine shook her head dazedly. "I'm fi--" She cut herself off and and simply slumped forward slightly. "... fine," she concluded a moment

later. Why did these pains keep feeling like what they told her contractions would feel like?!

(( .....what's actually happening? ;A; ))

(Various things. Her body's not coping with the pregnancy, it keeps thinking it's in labor, & the baby's malnourished just like it's mama.)

(( ..................... ;;;A;;; OH MY GOD ))

frowned and touched her slender, pale fingers, eyes narrowing. "...You're really pale and skinny." She muttered out loud enough to hear, and

held her hands tightly. "Have you been cooking properly for yourself and the baby...?"

Trying to nod, Madeleine could feel herself shaking and she hated it. "I try to eat... I can't keep it down...Th-this isn't what I

expected." Another stabbing pain shot through her body and she shuddered slightly at the feel. "M-maybe I should go to the doctor..."

She hadn't really thought about doing it before, but it was starting to seem like a REALLY good idea.

stared back at her with a worried expression, and gently tugged her towards the parking lot. "I can drive you to the doctors," she offered

sincerely, still worried about her. She noticed that Madeleine was having contraceptions, and frowned more.

There was no point in arguing. Madeleine simply slumped slightly and nodded. She had meant she would make an appointment and go

later in the week, but... well, Elizaveta was rather insistent, and it seemed like the best idea to go now anyway. "A-alright.

[[...-Laughs at the typo 'contraceptions'- If we had contraceptions this theme wouldn't be happening. :'3]]

(( ajkdahlkd I JUST REALISED THAT /CORRECT THAT TO CONTRACTIONS ))

(( *bleeps around* ))

smiled, and lead her to her car, gently swinging open the passenger's seat for her while walking around to get to the driver's seat. When

they were both in the car, she gestured her to use the seatbelt, just in case something *bad* happens. "I'm doing this for you, and for the

idiot, Gilbert." She muttered under her breath, turning on the engine. "Besides, he will be terribly worried when he sees you like this."

Madeleine strapped herself dutifully into the seat and then settled herself down, trying to be as comfortable as she could. Her eyes

widened at Elizaveta's words though. "A-ah? No, please... Don't tell Gilbert. I'm sure there's nothing really wrong!

I'm probably just over-reacting, eh?"

raised an eyebrow, and ended up with a small giggle. "Dear, I'm a woman, of course I know what you're going through right now. You can't

lie to me forever, you know~" She hummed, steering out to the road towards a nearby hospital. "And you look really, *really* weak. You can't

fool *anyone* with that condition of yours!"

Wincing, Madeleine looked out the window and rested a hand on her stomach. It was the strangest thing, but

she felt a little empty. The baby hadn't been moving very much lately... "Just... please don't tell him?" she repeated,

somewhat pathetically.

nodded, turning the wheel to the right and passed by a few smaller houses. "Since we're here together, can you tell me what *actually*

happened...?"

"I... I don't know. I just thought I was getting sick a lot. It... It happens." Madeleine seriously had no idea what was going on, and she

more than a little scared by it.

blinked, and bit her lip with worry. Could it be... she's going to go through misc-- no, that's not it. She turned to look at her and gave

her a warm, comforting smile, and rubbed her back. "You should have told anyone about this.... including Gilbert and I."

"I didn't want to worry anyone." Madeleine worried her bottom lip between her teeth. "B-besides, I can take

care of myself." She wanted to be able to handle this on her own, because it was HER child, after all. She winced as a muscle cramped

at random.

Her smile looped into a small, confused frown, and stopped the car in front of the entrance when they arrived, switching off the engine.

"Well, if you say so..." She mumbled, eyes fixed on her. "But I still wonder if you'll be all right just *walking* to the doctor's."

"I'll be fine, eh? Really." Madeleine unbuckled herself and started to get out of the car, forcing herself not to

double over when another wave of pain washed over her.

(( QAQ Oh my little darling isn't feeding herself! You just come over to your England home and I'll fix you up a wonderful pot roast/shot ))

((*laughs* Very soon, I'm gonna need you for angsty-depressing RP England. <3 In fact, I might start that thread tonight sometime.))

(( ;;A;; /fell asleep asjdkhadladj ))

(( so... Hungary waits in the car then when she saw England rushing over....something happens? XD ))