Hi Everyone, this is my first fanfiction! So please go easy on me! But I enjoyed writing this! :D So enjoy!
Story Rating: M
Story Warnings: Swearing, Fluff,
I'll list other things later
Chapter Rating: M
Chapter Warning: Swearing.
~•Never mess with magic•~
"Doitsu, Doitsu!" A cheerful brunette male called, as he banged on the white oak door. He heard a faint throaty groan on the other side of the door, he put his ear on the door.
"Doitsuuu..." He whined, he reached for the shiny doorbell and turned it, it refused to open. He heard another groan.
"I'm getting up..." The person on the other side of the door answered.
"Okayyy... I'll make pasta for you then... Veee~!" He skipped off elated. The half asleep person groggily opened their baby blue eyes, the sun peaked through a crack in the white curtains. He got up, stretching, his chest felt unusually heavy and sore, but ignored it. He trudged towards his bathroom, yawning and standing, he opened his eyes and looked at himself in the mirror.
"ARGHHHHHH!" He screamed, he stopped as his scream sounded like a woman's.
"GERMANY! Are you alright?!" A voice shouted from the hallway as a chorus of banging synced with the shouting.
"J-j-ja!" He yelled back but his voice still sounding feminine, the banging stopped.
"G-Germany? Is there a woman with you?" The male asked softly, as a million of thoughts ran through his head. He heard light thumping of the floor and then clicking sound of the lock on the door. The door swung open. A tall female with flaxen blonde shoulder height hair, large breast which was covered with a baggy black singlet, piercing sky blue eyes, she wore blue boxer which almost didn't fit and her thick rugged arms sat under her breasts, stood before the clueless short male.
"Vhat do you vant, Italy?" The female before him asked.
"D-Doitsu... Is that you?" Italy stammered as he looked up at the glaring female.
"Sadly yes.." The female sighed, she closed her eyes in frustration.
"Wow, did Vest finally get a girl?" A male whistled, interrupting the two conversing. The two both looked at the white haired male, smirking ridiculously.
"Oh Mein Gott..." The female deeply sighed, as she face palmed.
"Ne, Prussia... THAT is Doitsu..." Italy whispered to the tall white haired male. His red eyes stared down into his brown ones, completely speechless and shell shocked.
"Nein! You are pulling on my leg, dummkopf!" The albino scoffed, as he stepped closer to examine the woman.
"She does look like vest, but I am still not sure..."
"MEIN GOTT! I AM VEST! I AM DEUTSCHLAND!" The blonde yelled getting annoyed at her brothers' skepticism.
"Hmm, I'll take your vord..." He murmured, as he stepped back and checked the female out.
"Not bad, not bad... You know if you veren't vest, I vould totally tap zhat." Prussia smirked, Germany had a disgusted look upon her face.
"Germany, you should-a start getting ready!" Italy suggested.
"What do you mean?" She growled, still having the feisty personality.
"Today is the day we have the monthly World Conference Meeting!" Italy informed cheerfully, as usual.
"Oh Scheiße... I forgot... Uhh Scheiße!" She groaned, cursing in her language.
o"Vest, language please! Children are around!" Prussia scolded.
"Italy doesn't even know what it means!" Germany retorted.
"Know what means?" The brown haired male asked.
"Never mind... I'll go get ready..." The blonde sighed as she begin walking to her room.