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Babysitter!LithuaniaXChild!Reader

*WARNING! THIS ______XREADER CONTAINS SPANKING OF A CHILD. DON'T LIKE? DON'T READ! ENJOY!*

"Well, I'm going to be heading off now." Spoke the tall Russian as he made his way to the door of his grand house with his suitcase in hand.

Lithuania followed him slowly, trying desperately to hide his emotions of dread and fear. "H-have a safe travel, sir." He said meekly.

Russia turned back to the shorter Lithuanian and smiled, causing the shoulder length brown haired man to flinch. "Thank you, Lithuania. Now remember, while I'm gone, you're in charge since Estonia and Latvia are out on errands. That means you have to enforce the house rules and make sure my little sunflower is safe." He reminded the trembling man.

"Yes sir, Mister Russia." Lithuania replied.

"Good!" Russia giggled. "Bye-bye!" With that, the Russian opened the door and walked out into the snow, leaving the large house alone for the Lithuanian and Russia's... Sunflower...

Yes, Russia's eight year-old daughter. Her personality was so much like her father's, it was scary. She looked nothing like him though! She had the biggest (e/c) orbs, and such soft (h/c) locks that were topped with a yellow bow most of the time, much like her aunt Belarus... Oh pray to God she wouldn't become like Belarus when she got older!

Sadly, Lithuania was left alone to take care of her until tomorrow, that was when Russia would be returning from his duties. And being the oldest of the Baltic States, Russia decided that he would watch over his daughter.

Lithuania sighed sadly. "I really hope this won't be too much trouble..." He murmured. He walked away from the door and pondered what he should do first. While he was left to watch Russia's daughter, he still had chores to do, and since he was the only one to do them, it would take quite some time.

Making up his mind, he decided that he would attack his chores first then see what the said "Sunflower" was up to.

Lithuania picked up the feather duster from the hall closet and made his way up the large stair case to Russia's personal library. He opened the door to the dusty room and made his way to the first of many shelves. This one shelf happened to be next to Russia's desk. It sported many papers, a lamp, and a framed drawing. That drawing contained a picture of Russia with a girl one fourth his size, she had (h/c) hair and (e/c) dots for eyes, and in the hands of the two was a large and brightly colored sunflower. The picture read "Happy Birthday, Papa. Love, (Name)."

Lithuania picked up the picture and chuckled, remembering when this was given to Russia.

*LE LITHUANIA FLASHBACK*

"Papa! Papa!!" Squealed a voice.

Russia's attention as averted from the short Latvian to see his daughter running towards him with an envelope in hand, she was being followed by a... large busted Ukrainian woman with a cheerful smile on her face.

Russia smiled and picked up his daughter when she was close enough for him to do so. "Hello, Sunflower. What's in that envelope?" He asked her with a smile.

"It's your present, Papa!" She laughed while shoving the envelope to his face.

Russia chuckled and took the envelope. "Lithuania, can you hold (Name) for a moment?" He asked, causing Lithuania to go stiff.

"Y-y-y-yes s-s-sir." Lithuania replied. He walked over and carefully took the small girl into his arms. At the time, she was only four. Despite her age, she was almost as big as a six year-old.

Russia then opened the envelope and took out what was inside. His eyes widened while a large smile made it's way onto the Russian's face. "Oh, how sweet of you, (Name)! Thank you so much!" He chirped happily.

"I'm glad you like it, Papa! Aunty Ukraine helped me!" (Name) said as she pointed to her large busted aunt.

"Thank you for helping her, Ukraine." Russia looked down at his older sister with a smile.

"I'm glad I can help my niece, she's so much like you, Russia!" Ukraine replied with a big smile.

Lithuania inwardly sighed. He hoped that Ukraine was wrong. The world certainly did not need another Russia. He looked down at the four year-old in his arms and chuckled softly.

Surely she wouldn't turn out too bad...

...Right?

*LE BACK TO THE FUTURE!*

"LITHUANIA!!"

Lithuania let out a yell of alarm. He fell back and the large stack of books he was carrying fell right on top of him. He let out a groan as he sat up to see the person who he was supposed to be taking care of.

(Name) Braginsky, Russia's daughter.

Her (e/c) eyes stared down at him with interest and something else shining in their irises. Her rosy cheeks rose with her lips in a smile, showing off her white teeth. Her (h/c) locks fell down below her shoulders and almost reaching her elbows, and for once she wasn't wearing her yellow bow.

"Y-yes? What do you need, (Name)?" Lithuania groaned out as he sat up.

"Just wondering what you were doing." She replied childishly as she rocked back and forth on her heels.

Lithuania sighed. It was almost her job to disturb him while he was doing his work, at least it seems like it most of the time. "Is that all? I'm rather busy doing the chores your father left me."

"Estonia and Latvia aren't here to help?" She asked going over to him.

"No, your father sent them away for some errands, so it will just be you and me until later." Lithuania replied.

(Name) hummed at his reply and picked up a book that he had dropped.

"Oh, you don't have to do that. I can clean up here." Lithuania told her quickly.

"Are you sure?" She asked picking up another book.

"Of course. You can go play with something if you would like." He said with a smile.

"Okay! Thanks, Lithuania!!" She beamed before handing him the books and skipping towards the door.

"Just remember to stay out of your father's vodka cabinet, okay?" Lithuania reminded her.

"Da~" She sang back as she made her way out of the library.

Lithuania sighed, it was the top rule of the house.

Don't. Touch. Russia's. Vodka.

If anyone was to so much as open the cabinet without being told to do so... Lithuania shuddered at the thought. He quickly began to place the books back on the shelves and move onto the next chore.

Clean the living room.

Lithuania made his way down the and staircase and turned a corner to see that (Name) wasn't there.

"She must be in her room." He murmured softly.

Lithuania began to pick up all the books and scattered items that littered the clean room. Russia was such a large country, it always had an interior design that left him speechless most of the time. He quickly straightened up the room and placed the items back where they should. The whole ordeal took about forty-five minutes. He admired his handy work by walking around the room.

Lithuania stopped to admire a painting that had been hung up on the wall a long time ago. It was a picture from (Name)'s first birthday. Russia had taken him, Estonia, Latvia, Belarus, and Ukraine to a Sunflower field during the peak of Spring.

"Lithuania! Hurry up!" Russia called in a sing-song voice. He held the small bundle of joy in his large arms as he made his way up the hill. Estonia and Latvia were already ahead of him.

"Coming, sir!" Lithuania called back. He ran up the hill quickly and stood next to Estonia and Latvia.

Estonia leaned closer to Lithuania and whispered something into his ear, "Are you okay, Lithuania? You seem pretty dazed." He asked.

"Is it because you plan on asking Belarus on a date?" Latvia asked.

Lithuania blinked in surprise at the youngest Baltic. How could that little airhead know?? "P-Possibly." Lithuania stuttered.

"Hey! Slowpokes! Hurry up!" Russia called.

The Baltics flinched and made their way to Russia. They looked over the hill top to see a large field of sunflowers, and a picnic table let up for a small lunch. Ukraine and Belarus were down waving for their attention.

The four made their way down to the picnic table and the two sisters. Ukraine gave out her share hugs to everyone, almost suffocating Latvia in the process. Belarus clung to Russia in her normal "sisterly" way. Ukraine was the first to hold her niece.

(Name) laughed happily as her aunt hugged her and kissed her forehead. Ukraine looked over to Belarus. "Would you like to hold your niece, Belarus?" Ukraine asked.

Belarus looked shocked. She looked up the Russia in a questioning manner. "Is that okay with you, Big Brother?" She asked, almost nervous.

"Of course, Belarus! You are her aunt after all!" Russia said happily.

Ukraine carefully handed the infant over to Belarus. The female nation held the baby close to her, supporting the head gently with her arm. Belarus smiled slightly and planted a soft kiss on her forehead. "S Dnem Rozhdeniya, (Name)." She murmured softly.

Lithuania's heart skipped a beat, Belarus seemed more like an angel whenever she held (Name)! That was one of the things he loved about her, she was so caring to her niece, like a whole new person!

"U-um, Belarus? W-w-would y-you... I dunno..." Lithuania began softly.

"Not now." She deadpanned him. "Can't you see I'm holding my niece?"

Well. That shattered his heart.

Lithuania stumbled over to the table where Ukraine was setting up the picnic. She noticed how broken he looked and arched a brow. "Lithuania? Are you alright?" She asked.

"I suppose... Your sister wouldn't even let me ask her out on a date." He sighed before letting his head fall onto the wooden table.

Ukraine let out a small chuckle at the male country. "Don't let it discourage you, Lithuania. She's just happy to hold her niece." She assured him with a pat on the back.

Lithuania lifted his head slightly and watched Belarus gently bounce the child in her arms before handing (Name) back to Russia. He smiled softly at the child.

Hopefully she wouldn't be too much trouble in the future...

CRASH

Lithuania jumped up from his spot on the couch after being woken up to a loud crashing noise. He ran to the kitchen where the sound had come from. His eyes widened and his jaw dropped at the sight.

There in the kitchen was the mess of a broken vodka bottle with it's contents splashed all over the kitchen floor. The cabinet door where the vodka was held was wide open and a chair stood near the counter. The door to the pantry looked like something was pushing against it, almost opening it.

Lithuania stomped over to the pantry and pulled the door open.

And low and behold, out tumbled (Name). And in her hands, a glass bottle of vodka. "P-Privet, Lithuania..." She stuttered nervously.

Lithuania stood shocked. The girl had broken the one rule that she and the Baltic's shared and she had the nerve to say hello?! He felt his blood boil inside him, how would he react? How would SHE react to him?

Only one way to find out...

"(Name) Braginsky!! You know the rules!! You aren't allowed in your father's vodka cabinet!!" He yelled.

The girl stood on with her nose in the air and shot a glare towards the Lithuanian. "You can't tell me what to do! My Papa is your boss and the biggest country in the world! I don't have to listen to you!" She yelled, gripping the bottle tightly.

"Oh yes you do!" Lithuania reached out and took the bottle from her easily. "Your father maybe my boss, but I am in charge while he's away. That means you must listen to me, and follow the rules!" He took the child by the arm and despite her protesting, he dragged her out of the kitchen and to the living room.

"Let me go, Lithuania! You're hurting my arm!" She cried while trying to wrench herself out of his grip.

The nation pondered what exactly to do. He had never laid a harmful hand on the child, but she had to be punished... Oooh... Russia better not get him for this!

Lithuania sat on the couch and pulled the child over his lap. She tried to squirm away from him, but the country kept a firm grip on (Name). He held both of her arms behind her back with one hand and used the other to try and minimize her squirming, to no avail.

"Let me go! Let me go!! Lithuania, I'm telling Papa when he gets home!" Cried (Name).

"I'm sorry, but you've given me no choice but to do this, (Name). You knew the rule and you broke it." He sighed.

"What can you do to me? My dad's Russia! He'll get you for this!!" She screeched.

Lithuania raised a hand and swung it down.

SMACK!

"OW!!" Cried the child.

And it continued. One smack on the child's rear after another. Lithuania bit his lip, he wasn't enjoying punishing the child, but it was either going to be him or her that would pay the price for the broken bottle of Russia's vodka. He might have to pay later, but it was her turn right now.

"Ow ow ow ow!! Lithuania!! Stop!! It hurts!!" (Name) cried s she continued to squirm in his lap.

"I'm sorry, but you need to be taught that if you break the rules, you're punished for it." He said in the sternest voice he could muster at that point.

The child counted the hits to her rear, the number was edging to the twenties, and Lithuania wasn't letting up! She could feel the tears building in her eyes and soon rolling off her cheeks onto the fabric of the country's pants. Just as the twentieth blow was given, no more came. (Name) felt the grip on her arms loosen and she scrambled off Lithuania's lap. The girl rubbed the aching flesh while sniffling.

"(Name), I-"

"Shut up!! Leave me alone!! I hate you, Lithuania!!" (Name) screamed before she dashed out of the room. He heard her running footsteps up the staircase and soon a faint slam of a door.

Lithuania sighed sadly and leaned back against the couch. Did it have to end like that? Did he have to choose that punishment?... Russia would have done worse to him if he said that he was the one who broke the bottle of his precious drink, but surely he wouldn't have hurt his precious daughter... Would he?

The country pinched the bride of his nose and sighed. He looked up and spotted several pictures of (Name) when she was little, and she was posing with each of the Baltic's. She was holding hands with Latvia, she was sitting on Estonia's shoulders, and the last one she was sitting in his own lap.

"I remember when we posed for this..." He murmured, taking the photograph into his hands. He chuckled sadly, (Name) was really pretty when she smiled... He would probably never see that smile of hers directed to him again.

"Lithuania! It's you're turn!" Russia called.

Lithuania twitched. He was startled out of his day-dreaming of a date with Belarus by Russia's call. Estonia set (Name) down form his shoulders and went to go sit by a trembling Latvia.

"Come now, Lithuania! It's you're turn to take a picture with (Name)!" Russia chirped as he held a camera in his hands.

"Liet! Liet!"

Lithuania looked down to feel the tugging on his pants was the child herself, at the age of three. He smiled softly at the toddler and picked her up. He stood from his seat on the couch and sat down in a finer chair that Russia had moved. He placed (Name) on his lap once he was settled.

(Name) looked up at him with bright (e/c) orbs and a grinning smile. "Liet! Liet!" She chirped.

Lithuania chuckled nervously. Ever since (Name) heard Poland call him that, she's been using that name for him ever since. How embarrassing...

"How cute! You really seem to be her favorite, Lithuania!" Russia said with a laugh.

Favorite? Him? Surely not! He was the oldest of the Baltic's, surely she would like Latvia over him, he is the youngest. Lithuania glanced over to the trembling Latvia who sat with his head bowed and wringing his hands.

"Liet!" Chirped the child. He looked down to see her smiling up at him. "We're fwiend's wight?" She asked him. Even thought she was three, (Name) got an early start on her reading and talking thanks to her aunt.

Lithuania chuckled softly. "O-Of course we are, (Name)." He answered.

"Pwomise?" She asked holding up her small pinky finger.

Lithuania smiled softly and linked his finger with her's. "Promise."

"How cute! Now smile, you two!" Russia called as he held up the camera.

Lithuania and (Name) turned to the camera and they both smiled brightly as the picture was taken.

"Yeah, I guess we both kind of broke our promise." Lithuania spoke wistfully as he stared at the picture.

He heard the sound of glass moving suddenly and remembered the broken bottle of vodka. He stood up quickly and made his way to the kitchen.

He stopped in his tracks to see (Name) trying to pick up the larger shards of glass with her bare hands.

"(Name)! You'll get a cut if you pick the glass up without any gloves!" He fretted moving into the kitchen.

The child looked up slightly with a sad look on her face. "Sorry..." She mumbled. "I just thought I would help..."

Lithuania sighed sadly. He grabbed a trash can and placed it next to her. "Throw them in here." He told her gently.

The girl did as she was told and threw the shards of glass into the can. "Ow!" She squeaked.

Lithuania quickly made his way over to her and took a look at her hands. Low and behold, she had a rather large cut on her thumb. Luckily, it didn't look too deep. "I told you so." He muttered.

Taking her by the other hand, Lithuania led (Name) to the bathroom and sat her on the counter. He opened the cabinet and pulled out the small first-aid kit. "Let me see it." He said to her gently.

(Name) shakily showed the country her cut thumb. Lithuania got right to work by cleaning the cut with a with an alcohol wipe. The child winced, but she didn't protest. Lithuania then looked it over to make sure there weren't any more small glass shards. After he gave the cut an all clear, he quickly bandaged it.

Once bandaged, (Name) let her thumb fall to her side she she wouldn't look up at him.

"Now then, how about you got sit in the living room while I cleanup the mess in the kitchen? I don't want you getting hurt." He said to her gently.

Suddenly, (Name) reached out and hugged Lithuania around the neck. "I-I'm really sorry, Lithuania! I didn't mean it when I said I hated you! I really didn't!" She cried sadly.

Lithuania sighed with relief and wrapped his arms around the child. "It's alright, (Name)." He said softly. Lithuania rubbed soft circles on her back in order to calm the child down.

"Y-You're still my best friend, right?" She sniffled.

Lithuania nodded with a smile curling his lips. "Of course, (Name)."

*TIMESKIP!!*

"Ta-da! I'm home!"

Lithuania twitched with the other two Baltic states who had returned home shortly before. The broken bottle had been cleaned and replaced with a bottle that Estonia had brought home from his errands.

"Papa!!" (Name) yelled with cheer as she ran to her father.

"Hello, Sunflower." Russia chirped as he picked the child up. "How was yesterday?" He asked with a grin.

"Great! Lithuania and I had a lot of fun!" (Name) chirped.

"Good to hear." Russia chuckled. His head turned to Lithuania. "How did she behave, Lithuania? I take it you did as I instructed?" he asked.

"Y-Yes sir, I did exactly as you said." Lithuania replied.

"Good!" Russia chirped. "Now, while I was away I seem to have left uniform here, does anyone know where it went?" He asked

"O-Oh! Y-Yes sir! I sent it away to a museum to be exhibited!" Latvia exclaimed. "B-because it looked so historical and ancient, I thought it would be a good way to honor your history!"

"But that was my current uniform." Russia said with a dark smile.

"E-Eh??!"

"I think I should go make some tea..." Estonia said as he turned and made his way to the kitchen.

'Typical Estonia! Escaping the obvious pungent whenever her can!' Lithuania thought.

"Liet! Will you come with me to get a glass of water?" (Name) asked tugging on his sleeve.

Russia looked up from the terrified Latvian boy. "I'll get that for you, Sunflower." He said with a smile.

"Thank you, Papa!" (Name) grinned up at her mountain of a father.

Russia chuckled and took (Name) by the hand. As she and Russia walked to the kitchen, (Name) turned her head and gave the two countries a smile before she and her father disappeared into the kitchen.

"She just saved me." Latvia sighed in relief.

"Maybe for now. I suggest you run and hide if I were you." Lithuania said nervously.

"(Name)? What happened to your thumb?" Russia asked from the kitchen.

"On second thought... I better come with you!" Lithuania yelped before he dragged Latvia away into the large house.