Its one of those Nyotalia stories. And its all Sealand's fault! Poor guy, he just wants to be known... Oh well, ON WIT IT!
Disclaimer: Hetalia isn't mine... Thanks for the cause of me heading to my depression corner... JK!
Italy
North Italy awoke to the sun gleaming through his bright green curtains. He pulled back his matching sheets and stretched, before face-planting out of bed.
"Ve~ Why is my chest hurting?" He stood up shakily, rubbing his head. He stumbled into the bathroom, looked in the mirror, and screamed.
Wait. That wasn't him. Wait, her. And it was girly... Romano must have changed too! Italy rushed down the hall and into Romano's room. Said bo- girl was staring at the door with a deer-in headlights expression. The expression left quickly and was replaced with a scowl.
" You're a girl too?! That tea-bastard! I bet its all his fault! Chigi! I'm going to choke his ass right now!" Romano exclaimed. She ran downstairs and out of her and Italy's villa. Finally she heard what Italy was yelling.
" Romano! You aren't dressed properly!" And Romano stopped dead in her tracks. She was in the middle of her driveway. Wearing nothing but a black tank that was way too big for her now and slipping off her shoulders and shorts that were also slipping off. She looked to her left to see her neighbor, an Italian man in his late 20's, gaping at her, his hose filling and overflowing the plants.
" B-Bastard! Quit staring!" And she turned and ran back into the house, face redder than ever. Italy looked at her sorella, head tilted.
" Ve~ I think the neighbor liked your boobies." Italy said. Romano glared at her.
" No shit dum dum! We gotta find some new clothes." She looked at her sister who's hair kept blocking her vision. She grabbed a ribbon of the counter and tied her hair into a ponytail.
" Thanks fratell- sorella. Ve~" The two went upstairs and cut their military uniforms into skirts and put their too big boots on. The two walked out, only to have Italy trip and scrape her knee in her too big boots. Romano sighed.
" Stay here." She stumbled back into the house and got a band-aid. When she returned, the neighbor was flirting with Feli, who's skirt was revealing a bit much. Romano swiftly kicked the man in his golden spot.
" You're worse than that wine-bastard!" And with that, she dressed Italy's wound and the two went shopping.
England and America.
England awoke to a shrill scream. He immediately got one of the swords from his pirate days and slowly walked to the sound of the scream... Only to find a girl? Wait... that looks like... Oh HELL NO!
" A-Alfred?!" He questioned, then yelped when he noticed his voice was higher. He repeated ' No,no,no' While running to the bathroom, only to stop and scream at the mirror. Him and America were girls?! America appeared behind him.
" Dudet, I actually prefer the name Amelia. And you can be Alice!" She exclaimed excitedly, Superman pajamas slipping off of her shoulders.
" Alf- Amelia. That's not the issue. We've been turned into bloody females!" Alice exclaimed.
" Hey, I'm not complaining. I'm super hot! YOu on the other ha- wait a secon- FLORIDAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" And with that Amelia went straight into panic. She called everyone, except the Nordics, whose numbers she didn't have for some reason, only to get the same thing from everyone.
" Hello... wait, why's my voice... ENGLAAAAAAAAAANNNNNDDDD!" Amelia pulled away at the shrill ( And few deep) Voices.
" IT WASN'T ME YOU BLOODY GITS! I LEFT MY BOOK OVER AT... SEALANNNNNNDDD!" And Alice went into a rage. Amelia gaped at the fuming girl who was shoving a pair of boots on.
" Erm... whoever has the Nordics number, let them know we're to have a world meeting, asap. Bye!" And with that, Amelia dropped the phone as Alice was about to rip her hero pillow apart. In the speaker you could hear Latvia speak. Apparently the Baltics hadn't changed
" I actually think is less scary this wa-"
"What was that Latvia?"
"N-Noth-"
" LATVIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" And there goes the line with Russia and the Baltics.
...
" Kesesesese~ I bet you no one can tell the difference between Poland..."
" Ohonhon~ You're on!"
" Can I get in on it amigos~"
" Me too ve~!"
" Bitch, I'm like, totally still on the line!"
Nordics
Iceland, blinked his eyes awake. He moved his hair out his eyes, feeling more than he should've. Odd. He realized he had to pee so he went to the restroom. He looked in the mirror, kept walking- and ran back.
" HOLY CRAP!" Iceland shouted. She woke the other nations, because she could hear them next door.
" What the hell?!... Hey, Norway, you actually look pretty ho- OKAY I'M SORRY PUT THE POLE DOWN!"
" Why aren't you a girl Mr. Denmark?"
" Y'r st'll m' w'f."
" Ugh... At least it can make sense now..." Iceland ran out into the hall, only to be greeted by the other, now female Nordics. Her long silver hair fell in her eyes. Norway pulled a beret out of her pajama pocket. Iceland reached for it, before she pulled it up. Iceland jumped up, trying to get it.
" Call me big sister..."
" OH COME ON!" Just then, Norway's phone rang. Iceland grabbed the beret with a victorious smirk.
" Hello... Yea... uh-huh...mmmm'k. World meeting. We gotta go." Norway spoke in the usual monotone voice.
" We can't go out like this!" Iceland exclaimed. Sweden then left to her work room downstairs. Everyone stared. She returned a few seconds later with outfits for them. A navy blue sailor suit for Norway, A white shirt, brown jacket and matching mini-skirt for Iceland, A teal skirted military uniform with a white beret for Finland, A blue dress and long navy blue coat for heR. Everyone stared at her.
"... Sve... W-why do-" Finland was cut off by a blushing Sweden. Finland shook her head, letting it go. The five then got in the car, after getting dressed.
World meeting: 12:30pm
" Alright! So, I think we all kn- hey where's the Italy dudes, Spain, Prussia, and France?" America said. Just then, you could hear yelling.
"DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME!"
" HIYAAAHHH! And with that France was thrown through the door. Since the others, hadn't reached it yet, she must've been thrown pretty far. Just then, the Italy twins walk in, Romano red in the face and Italy... scowling?!
" I dare you to grope us again!" Italy shouted. Everyone gaped. Italy threw France?!
" I know what you're thinking and no. My sorella kicked wine-bastard through the door." Romano said high-fivng Italy. They had gone and gotten neater cut versions of their uniforms, undergarments, smaller boots, and hair accessories. Romano had a headband, her hair falling, just below her shoulders, curl bopping on her head, while Italy had her hair in a high ponytail, curl also bopping freely.
" Ve~! Sorry, we took so long. Sorella got violent with the tailor." Italy said, happily. Everyone was still getting over the shock of Italy kicking ass. Just then Prussia busted through the door with Spain.
" WEST, GUESS WHAT AWESOME CHICK JUST LEARNED HOW TO SHAVE HER LEGS?!" Prussia yelled. She then walked over to Germany and put her leg up on the table. Germany sighed.
" Schwester, please be-" She was cut off by Denmark
" Holy shit! Teach me how to do that! They're so smooth!"
"... Modest." There was a moment of silence as the newly entered took their seats.
" OHHHHKAY so obviously, we all know what this meeting is about. We found out the cause of this is because Sealand stole Alice's magic book. A-" Amelia was cut off.
" Who's Alice?"
"...OHKay! So we need to make names. LETS GO! I'm Amelia, the hero! President!" Some rolled their eyes as America laughed.
" Uh I'm Alice. England. Present."
" Er... Marianne. France. Here."
" Honda. I'm Japan. Present!"
" Uh... Erm... Lovina. South Italy. Present."
" Ve~ Feliciana! Here!"
" Ummm... Monika. Germany. Present."
" ~ Isabel! Spain here~!"
" Julia! ZE AWESOME PRUSSIA! Here!"
" Im Soo Jin! Here! CHINA'S BOOBS ARE MIIIIIIIIIINEEE da-ze!"
" Annelise. I'm Austria. Present."
" Anya here! I'm Russia!"
" Where are the Baltics?"
" They wont be joining us in this story."
"... God what did she do? Chun here. I'm China aru!"
" Merle. Hongkong here!"
" Daniel. Hungary present."
" Emila. Iceland."
" Victoria. Romania here! Fuck you Daniel!"
" You're soooo lucky I can't slap a bitch!"
" Lucia. Norway. Present."
" Berlina. Sw'dn. Ja, pr'snt."
" Tina here! Finland."
"Matt! Denmark here!"
" Ummmm... I-I guess Madeline. Maddie for short."
" Uhm... who said that?"
" Who are you?"
" I'm Canada! Dammit why don't you see me Amelia?!"
" Oh I do! I was just picking fun at ya Maddie!"
" ... O-oh. Okay."
" Okay, now that thats settled... We need to go shopping. Our uniforms are either bursting with our newfound boobies or they're slipping off. So lets roll! Who can drive fastest?"
" Ve~ I drive pretty fast! So does sorella!" Italy said.
" We do too!" China and Korea shouted in unison.
" And so do I because... Uh hello? New York bitches!" Amelia said. So everyone got into cars.
Germany, Prussia, Austria, and Hungary stumbled out the car, looking pale. Italy came out completely poised. At the same time, Canada, Iceland, and Japan stumbled out Romano's shaking. Romano stepped out and snorted at them.
" Wusses. Hey sorella! Yours freak out too?"
" Si! I let the hood down! Ve~! Did you?"
" Si!" Just then everyone else pulled up. They all got out and met in front of the mall doors.
" Well, what are we waiting for? Lets goo!" And with that, they entered.
Right now, Monika,Feliciana,Lovina, and Isabel were in Hot Topic. Ludwig looked over to where Lovina and Isabel were talking. Monika had to admit, she liked Lovina better than Lovino. Occasionally she'd glare at Monika or curse at her, but she was much calmer, only scowling and keeping more to herself
" Ve~ Monika! Do you like this?" Monika turned to see Italy in a nerd outfit. She had white short shorts, a white tank with hello kitty on it tucked into it, black suspenders and a white bowtie. She posed in a thinking position, eyes gleaming under black hello kitty bow-clad glasses. Germany blushed. She did look adorable.
" Ja. You look c-cute."
" Grazie! Why aren't you looking?"
" Vell, this i-isn't really my style..."
" Well, how about we go somewhere else that Monika likes?"
" Vhat about those two?" Italy turned to where Romano was wearing a Gir jacket, and a light blue frilly miniskirt with a yellow top and knee high black converse she'd gotten from another store. No one ever guessed she liked converse, even as a boy. She flipped the hood and Spain immediately fangirled.
" AWWW LOVI YOU~"
" DON'T TOUCH ME!"
" Ve~ They'll be fine! Come on!" Italy then began to pull her arm. Just as they neared the door, Germany remembered something.
" Ah, Feliciana. You didn't ring those up!"
" Oh! Thanks, hold on a sec." Italy ran to the counter to where a boy stood. She jumped on the counter and crossed her legs, making the lanky guy blush. (A/N: XD We actually did that once, me and my friend Elise. The guy was all " You pretty Italians can wear it out just hop on." We were also in hot topic. I could just see Fem!Italy doing that!)
" Could you ring it up like this? I'm wearing it out. Ve~"
" S-Sure." Monika gaped at her. Wow. Some people...
Alice rolled her eyes as Marianne went through yet another section of lingerie. It would've been fine, but she already had more than enough lacy undergarments ( Some of which'll scar her for life) and was getting that creepy smile on her face. Amelia had run off to God knows where and Anya was more interested in the store across from them which held many weapons. Honestly, she should've gone to hot topic with those fools.
" Hey Alice!" Said girl turned, and immediately her jaw dropped to the floor. Amelia had gone and gotten an outfit alright. If you could call it that. She had short shorts with the American flag patch on the back of both pockets, an american flag bikini top, black combat boots and her bomber jacket. Being her former colony ( More so child) Alice was sent into overprotective mode, even more as the guys walking by stared.
" A-Amelia. Don't you wanna, uhm, get something else to where?" Alice stammered.
" I did! See?" She put down her shopping bags and pulled out the same types of outfits, only in different patterns and shapes. Sometimes the shorts were miniskirts. Finally, she pulled out one blue dress that stopped above her knees and the bottom had nice sparkles. It was the only outfit Alice approved of.
" Ohonhon~ Those are very interesting outfits Mon ami... Ooh lala!" Alice turned to see Marianne practically drooling over some lacy purple bra with a bow.
" You git! Just choose some and you can wear them later!" Alice exclaimed. Only then did Marianne snap out of it. She looked down, then at Alice.
" Its okay Mon cher. We'll buy you some training bras. Ohon~" Alice gaped, blushing.
" Y-y-you... FUCK YOU!" Then the two began fighting. Amelia was about to break them up, but her eyes caught something. A white baseball bat in the store Anya was in. Something about it, drew Amelia to it. She left the store with her bags and went to get that bat.
Emilia walked with Lucia, licking a vanilla ice-cream cone. Tina and Berlina had left to get some boots that the latter liked, and Denmark... well, no one knows where Denmark went. Lucia decided she wanted ice-cream so she got Emilia some too. They'd gotten all their clothes quickly ( " Lucia... why are they all sailor related... and blue?" " You don't see me asking about those puffin shorts you bought." " ... Fine.") and had already eaten lunch. They sat their bags by the bench and sat down on it.
" So... I never thought you'd be the type to wear vans, Lucia." Emilia said. Lucia shrugged.
" I kinda like sneakers more. Don't you?" Lucia stared at her.
" W-well, I guess I'm more of a, boots type of person, but converse are welcome."
" Mmmm..." Just then, Alice and Marianne came running from security.
" Would ya look at that?" eEmilia said. Both her abd Lucia shrugged in unison and continued licking their Icecream.
Eventually, everyone had gotten clothing and could leave. They all met up and walked out to find Alice and Marianne.
" What even-"
"We were banned."
...
" Anyone wanna roll with me? Hop on in!" And with that, they all drove to the biggest house, which was France's. As they drove off, Poland came out in a sparkly pink mini dress, with tons of bags.
" WHAT?! They, like, totally left me!"
" That was fun! HOLY SHIT WHATS WRONG WITH ME?! Did I really jut say that?! NOT AWESOME!" Prussia said, plopping down on the couch. Everyone else collapsed somewhere. Julia and Feliciana hung upside down from the couch. Amelia turned on the TV- and screamed a shrill scream of horror.
" JESUS AMELIA WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG?!" Marianne screamed. the news was on.
"... And it seems that both Florida and Paris are sinking today. It is a true moment of horr-" Marianne turned the TV off. Her and Amelia immediatley began to hug eachother and sob in the corner. Alice rolled her eyes again.
" Whatever. Should we all stay together or... If we are, then we need a sleeping plan." Marianne semed to immediatley switch from depressed to perverted.
" Ohonhon~ Hows about I take you and Italia twins and Isab- OW! Fine. There are six bathrooms, and 7 rooms so... Hat draw!" Marianne pulled a tophat out of nowhere and had everyone's names. Heres how it went:
Lovina went up first.
" Canada, Romania, and HELL NO!"
" No switching!"
" Merda... Tomato bastard."
"Yay Lovi! ~"
" Ugh. Whatever. And did I just hear a fucking squiggly line in your voice?!"
Next was Merel.
"Korea, Finland, Sweden."
" YOUR BOOBIES ARE MINE DA-ZE!"
Then Iceland.
" Japan, Austria, and No-"
"Ah ah... Big sister..."
" NORWAY!"
Then Hungary
" Denmark... Damn."
" Who is he?"
Then Prussia.
" Italy, Schwester, Ah fuck... Tranny."
"Ve~Where is she?"
"Oh well."
China
"NOOOOO!"
" We have great fun, da?"
Lastly, France.
" America, England!"
" WHY YOU GET 3?! Take Russia!"
" Non! Thats not an option!"
Feliciana then sat up.
" Ve~ Are we supposed to have like, a sleepover now?"
" Guess so." Lovina said.
Let the chaos begin soon...
Ending is rushed, but I'm tired... R&R. Next chapter up soon!