(( I hope you like this story, I'm trying to take a more serious tone for most of it ))

Britain sat in his office, sad and alone, his top hat was thrown across the room and his head in his gloved hands, dried tears streamed down his face as his took long and deep breaths trying to calm himself down

He heard a knock in at the door

"Go away" he mumbled loud enough that the figure could hear him but quiet enough as to not hurt his dry throat, "...dad?" The voice said, Britain recognised the voice as Canada,

He got up slowly and rubbed both his eyes, he opened the door just enough to see his son but not enough for Canada to see inside the office

"What is it" he said, his voice sounded as if he swallowed a cheese grater, "I just came to tell you Australia made dinner" Britain didn't respond, he looked to the side and glanced at a plate of last nights dinner where America ordered pizza, he only at half a slice, net to it was a

Plate of pancakes Canada made for him for breakfast, Britain let out a small sigh and turned back to Canada who was looking at him with sad hopeful eyes

"Please dad...just come and eat, you didn't have any lunch today" Britain stepped out slowly and closed the door behind him before his son could see inside "ok...I'll come down" this made Canada smile and hug his father,

Britain couldn't help but smile too but Canada broke the hug and ran down the stairs before Brit could hug him back

He followed his son to see his 4 boys sitting at the table, Canada glaring at America and New Zealand holding Australia back from food "Canada said wait for dad" New Zealand said sternly, Australia rolled his eyes "fine kiwi, ill go get us something to drink"

Britain stepped into the room and Canada noticed him first "hey dad!" He waved, Brit smiled and sat next to his son, he looked down at his plate to see what they were eating

"Heh, a Sunday roast on a Saturday?" He said looking at Australia as they walked into the dining room with 5 cups and a bottle of Coke Zero, "mate! I couldn't wait another day", he half joked as he pores his family each a glass of Coke Zero and sat down next to his father, "well it looks delicious son" Brit said with a sad smile as he put a hand on Australia's shoulder making him smile, America frowned and looked at New Zealand "can we eat now" asked Australias twin and Brit just nodded

(Time skip)

After dinner Brit even helped kiwi with the dishes, he glanced to the side and say an angry and sad America looking at him with his sunglasses pulled down to show the daggers in his eyes "dad" he said crossing his arms, kiwi looked at his older brother confused "merica? What's up?"

America held both plates he found in his fathers room, "found some dirty dishes DAD, why haven't you been eating!" Kiwi looked up at his father "dad how long was it when you last ate a full meal" he asked, Brit wanted to be clever and say tonight or even that half a pizza from last night but knew it would get him nowhere, so he resorted to plan B

"What does it matter ok?! I'm stressed and worried, why should I eat and-and- relax when she's gone and who knows what can happen!?!" Britain quickly regretted how he worded that, he wanted to believe it was ok and even more so he didn't want his kids to worry "kiwi mind leaving for a sec bud" America asked his youngest brother, kiwi left without saying a word

"Dad, we're all worried about-" he looked at a photo of the wall

"About mom..." he sighed "but you need to take care of yourself better" Britain looked away from his son in shame "I've-" America started "I've been looking into ways to help you"

"Help!?! America I'm a grown man and I do-"

"Save it for someone dumb enough to believe your shit"

Britain looked at his son taken back and pissed "don't talk to me like that little man, I am your father and you WILL respect me in my house" Britain didn't notice until they ran into his mouth, but he was crying, he wiped his eyes with his fist and looked at his gloved hand "I don't need help" and he walked away heading back to his office, tears still down his face

Before he grabbed the door handle he looked at the wall and say a picture of his happy family, his wife hugging the twins with America on his shoulders and Canada hugs his arm, he also had his arm around his wife and Australia was wearing his top hat, he placed his hand on the picture over where his wife is and let out a sigh with a few more tears running down his face, he opened the door and stepped inside

"I miss you France"

(( the start of my newest fanfic, no x reader this time, I have an actual plot in mind for this book too btw and I hope you like it))