Karina let out a small pained groan, as she rolled over. She had some small difficulties mustering the courage to get up. Normally, she would be tending to her garden, and dealing with America, but she felt exhausted, like a train had trampled over her entire body. "Ah...why?" she paused to place a hand over her throat, but felt something there. No. This wasn't her body. This couldn't be.

Standing up, she let the covers fall off, and made it to the mirror.

A yell filled the room.

She was a guy!

"Tidak!" Karina yelled shaking her, err...his head, glaring at the unruly spiky hair. "Tidak! Tidak! Tidak!"

Hearing the front door open, the Indonesian quickly hid back under the covers, right as a loud obnoxious voice announced that "the hero has arrived". Hearing him call out for...her...Karina, wished for the blankets to eat the troubled nation the way the character portrayed by Johnny Depp, was practically eaten by his bed...well minus the blender gore effect.

"Karina!"

'oh shit. America's in here now...'

"Yo! Karina! Wake up" he walked over, still holding a burger, and with one hand, and his superhuman strength, ripped the covers from Karina. "It's time to get u-uhhhh..." he paused, nearly dropping the burger. "who are you, and why are you in my friend's bed?" his tone became more cold, as he placed his burger down, the light glinting off his glasses in a scary psycho way. "well?" Karina teared up. If her best friend didn't recognize her...she must be a guy now. Cringing, because who would be crazy enough to take on America...he was crazy at times!

"Alfred...it's me..." Karina started to cry. America seemed unfazed, as he stared, causing Karina to start to cry. "Y-you have to believe me...I...I woke up like this! I-I think someone cursed me..." she continued to cry.

"How do I know this isn't a commie trick?"

Karina took in a deep, panicked breath.

"You're full name in Alfred F. Jones. You're scared of horror movies. You used to have a pet bunny. You hate Russia. You get into arguments with England, but secretly hold onto the gifts he gave you, and you have only been banned from one McDonalds..."

He stared at her, surprised. This couldn't be one of her citizens...no...with the exception of their bosses, aka the leader of their lands, nobody knew they were nations, or their relationships for that matter.

"Iggy!" America panicked, as he yelled into the phone.

"bloody hell Alfred! Do you know what time it is?" "get over here! Now!"

"Did you get arrested!" now he was fully awake, and angry. How dare America disturb his rest.

"no! Karina's a man!"

There was silence on the other end.

"Artie?"

"You're joking right?"

"I wish I were...but she's a guy now...no! I didn't look at her new vitals! Who do you think I am? France? No. Don't answer that. Just get over here!" "nice..." Karina sighed, upset that America just did that, putting a band through her new body's unruly dark brown hair. "Just don't announce that during the next world meeting, ya?"

America stifled a laugh. "Dude! You sound like china!"

"S-stop that!"

"Awww, you're blushing, even when you blush as a guy, it's cute~"

"stop that!"

"Dude...relax, it's ok since you're really a girl."

"but I'm a boy right now, so that's very inappropriate, even more so now!"

"Relax, Arthur has it all settled...don't cry Karina, you'll be back in no time." America frowned, trying to hug his friend, who was very upset. "How about this? In the meantime, the hero...that's me, will get you clothing, try to fix that hair...and help you think if a temporary cover, until this can be fixed, ok?"

Indonesia nodded, earning a pat on the shoulder. Laughing, America got up and dragged Indonesia out to go get some male clothing.

Arthur Kirkland was very angry to say the least. He had just walked off the plane, and took a ride to Karina's house to find it empty. Seeing how America, who practically lived here, invited him over, he walked into the kitchen, still suffering from jet lag, and made some tea, trying to ignore the extra strong taste that he had become more used to. After all, Indonesia was known for spices.

He remembered when she was just a little colony, how hope filled her yellow eyes were...just like little America, and little Canada...he once had to watch over her...and for a while, he actually enjoyed someone as polite and kind as her being under his watch...even if he did yell at her...especially when the anniversary of losing America was plaguing him. Normally he would drink himself stupid, but she somehow figured out he was hurt...and hid the liquor on him for a week. Sure, he was angry...but she did try to cheer him up...something he wished he appreciated then.

He blamed himself for some of what she suffered through...no...all of it...she was like a little sister, and he hated how he couldn't do anything when his own friend, Japan invaded, and damaged her far worse than anyone else could. He hated how she was scared from all of those troubles, but what he hated most...he wasn't able to protect the hope.

After the tsunami in Japan, she had urged the rest of ASEAN, to help him, passionate, desperate pleas that took a small toll on her, but she was caring...always caring for others, like a perfect mother figure.

As he paused to let the spicy taste overpower his taste-buds, he looked out at the garden she kept, another sign of her gentle nature. Sighing, he wished that his colonies were more like her...America grew up to be a brat...Hong Kong...he ended up cursing...he didn't even want to get started on one colony in particular...what was his name? Oh right...Canada, was always too quiet, and never stuck out...and Seychelles, was a spoiled princess who he had to help too many times. Oh why did he have terrible choice in colonies, he kept asking himself that. Yes, Canada was loyal to him...but he didn't seem to make any difference during the conferences.

The door opened, and England looked up from his tea, to see two males. One being America, but the other, the other had spiky brown hair, that refused to be tamed, and eerie yellow eyes.

"Halo England." the voice had a slightly deeper tone to it, but the accent...it had to be her.

"Karina?" he blinked, rubbing his emerald eyes in confusion. What was going on? Why was she a guy? What happened to her?

A.N a kind of slow intro

The next part will be on how Karina turned into a boy...possible spell mishap anyone? ;p