PrussiaxReader Mommy and Daddy

PrussiaxReader
Mommy and Daddy

The little yellow chick chirped happily from its advantage point in your hair. Ever since two days ago when you found it dragging a broken wing, it hadn't left your side. You had taken it home to bandage it up, like the animal lover you were. You had attached a splint to its wing and bandaged it in scraps of cloth you had left over from your small business of stuffed animal making. You were very gentle with it and it trusted you, you had easily figured that out after the first time you held it after you were done with your healing magic.
The small bird had walked up your arm to your shoulder. You had thought it would be satisfied there, but you were wrong. Using its beak and feet it climbed up the side of your head and snuggled into your [color] hair. It was like you had become its mother or something.
As you made your way down the hallway to the weekly meeting for every country in this freakin' war, you heard voices. You crept closer towards the door and listened to the sounds of panic.
"Don't vorry bruder, I'm sure he'll turn up."
"Don't worry?! Don't worry?! Gilbird's been gone for days! He's never been away from me for this long!"
"Bruder, it's only been a couple of days."
"But, he's just a chick, West. Something could have happened to him! A snake could have gotten him, or even a hawk!"
"Knock, knock. Can I come in?" you ask the two men. Ludwig and Gilbert, a fangirl's paradise. The two brothers were completely different and the exact freakin' level of hotness.
"Of course [Name]. My Bruder was just leaving."
"But West-"
Chirp!
Gilbert's red eyes homed in on the sound almost instantly, "G-Gilbird?"
Chip! Chip!
"[Name], vhy is Gilbird in your hair?" Ludwig asked, an eyebrow raised.
"And, why isn't he flying anywhere?" asked a concerned Gilbert, as he watched Gilbird climb down the side of your head.
"Hey, that tickles!" You laughed as you picked the little yellow bird out of your hair. "Well, I was walking down town about two days ago when I spotted this little guy dragging a broken wing. So, I took him home and bandaged him up. We've been together since. He starts to chip like mad whenever I even try to leave him alone for two seconds. It's freakin' adorable!" You finish as you snuggle him to your chest.
"Sounds like Gilbird thinks you're his mother," said Ludwig matter-of-fact-ly
"Well I don't know about tha-" you started.
"I think your right, West," agreed Gilbert. "And a good looking one too."
"Wha?"
"What's your name, …mommy?" Gilbert asked as he took your chin in his hand and brought your face close to his.
"[N-Name]"
"Well [Name], I'm the awesome Gilbert!" Chirp! "And that's my Gilbird. Kesesesesesese. I'm like a father to him." Then he sized you up one more time, making you blush and very uncomfortable.
"Hey, West? Would you mind leaving for a few, and taking Gilbird with you? Mommy and daddy need some alone time."
"G-Gilbert!"