Chapter 1

The three magic and myths lovers were having fun in making potions and magic runes in England's mansion. Well, at least once in awhile they will gather to share their country myths, magic origin, witches, power stones, curses, and many more. Sometimes, they even invent their own magic potions and runes just for fun.

"I brought you guys some teas and mini cakes" England said with a beam, carrying them on a Victorian tray. "Yey, cakes!" Romania said happily. "Thanks" Norway said with his usual impassive face. England placed the tray in the open space of his wide table for there were strewed papers, bestrewed wands and magical tools that covers most of it.

Before Norway and Romania could eat the mini cakes, they confirmed its taste by taking their small bite using the cake forks. Learning that it tastes normal, a wave of relief made them smile for they feared that it might be an England's homemade dessert. They serve themselves their preferred mini cakes and enjoyed their afternoon tea time. While eating, Romania remembered something.

"Hey, guys, you know I made another new magic pill!" He said. "Oh, what kind of pills are those?" England inquired while placing his tea on the saucer. Romania did a sly grin while digging his hand in his chest pocket. Norway and England exchange skeptic looks, wondering what that Romanian invented.

"Tada! A dual personality pills!" Romania announced as he stood up from his chair. "Dual personality pills? What is that?" Norway arched his eyebrow enigmatically. "How will it work?"

"Well, to make it simple, it's a pill that will release your other self, your dark self, your mad self" Romania explained with mischievous grin, giving his taunting gaze to England then to Norway. "M-mad self? That sounds kind a dangerous, huh" England commented, giving a small qualm chuckle "Why did you made that?"

"Oh well, I made this dual-personality pills because I was inspired by the story 'Alice in the Wonderland.' Almost all the characters there were mad. It made me thrilled and suddenly this idea came out so I made it." Romania simply said.

"It's funny that Lewis Carroll made that story for children. Why all the stories in the old times are mad and bloody anyway?" England said with a mix of complains. "Like 'The Hamlet.' The story was nice in the middle but when I read the last part, it made me slammed the book on my table. It was truly unsatisfying ending."

"Ooh, I know that feeling. There was one story that was so frustrating so I accidentally froze the book." Norway shared his experience. "Haha, it seems like you guys went through a lot. Anyway, wanna try some?" Romania opened the cap of the witch bottle, shook it and got few drops on his palm. Norway immediately waves his hand for refusal, doubting what might be the side effect and so England did the same. A moment later, England felt a vibration from his pocket.

"Excuse me, gentlemen." Then he stood up while taking his phone, heading for his door. "America? Maybe another useless call" he mumbled but answered the call anyway and left the room, gently closing the door.

"England is a busy guy, don't you think, Norway?" Romania asked. "Yeah, busy in a lot of meanings though." Norway replied and took another few sips of tea. "Anyway, gonna keep this drops. As what England said, this might be dangerous. I even don't know their possible side effec-" suddenly, Romania felt an itch from his nose which made him to sneeze, shaking his whole body.

"Hey, you drop all the pills!" Norway said, surprised with his companion's action. Romania did few sniffs and wiped his nose. "Crap, why the sneeze came out in that moment" he whined, knowing that picking all the pills would be troublesome. "Hurry and pick them up. I'm gonna help you" Norway instructed while giving him the pills he found nearby. Romania got it and placed them inside the witch bottle. He also found the drops on the strewed papers, some under of it, and few of them were dropped on the floor.

"Did we find all of them?" Norway asked, already reclining back to his seat, assuming they have found all of them. "Hmm?" Romania cocked his head. "I think one pill is missing. I made fifteen of them but we only found fourteen..." Then the two countries scanned the messy table and the floor once more. "Maybe that pill accidentally dropped in our teas?" Romania guessed as he shrugged his shoulders. "I think it didn't enter my tea because the time when you sneezed, I was drinking my tea." Norway said. Romania and Norway peered to Romania's tea. "Mine is empty" Romania said laconically. "That means or it might accidentally dropped in England's. I think we better throw this tea just in case"

"I think that's better" Norway agreed.

Before Romania could even take his first step heading to England's tea, his actions halt when England came back, opening the door roughly, frustrated. "That bloody frog. After receiving a loud childish call from America, he also gave another nonsense call that made my day worse." He berated. Feeling frustrated he got his tea and took some sip of it to calm his exasperation. But after taking his first sip of his tea, England did a wry expression when he tasted something sweet which wasn't the taste earlier. "Ugh, why my tea is so sweet? Hey, Romania, did you again tried to put suga- why are you guys staring at me like that?" England was surprised when he noticed his companions' gaze as he arched his eyebrow in wonder. Romania and Norway's eyes widened, both looked at each other then returned their gaze back to England.

"England, what did you say?" Romania asked, trying to appear nonchalant, but his wary voice didn't help. England bemused by the question but he answered it anyway. "I said it's sweet. I know this mustn't be sweet because this is Earl Grey. Why? Did you try to play prank on me?" England inquired next, crossing his arms against his chest. Romania face palmed and groaned while Norway just sighed. Bemused by their actions, England gave his puzzled look to Norway. Norway, calm as usual, he placed his tea on the saucer and answered. "While you were talking with America and France outside, Romania accidentally dropped all the pills on the ground and the table so I and Romania started to pick them up." He pause a moment then head towards England. "At first, I thought we found them all but according to Romania, there is one missing pill for he made fifteen in total but we just found only fourteen so we assume that maybe the last pill accidentally dropped in one of our teas." Then Norway stopped in front of England while England started to whiff dangerous conclusion. "I was drinking my tea that time when Romania sneezed so it's obvious that it didn't enter my tea. Romania's tea was already empty so we assume that maybe it entered yours. Just in case, we tried to throw your tea for your safety but in a bad timing," Norway placed his hand on the British man's shoulder "you came back and drank the tea. Base from your statement, 'it tastes sweet,' it seems like you accidentally drank the pills too."

"WHAT?!" England exclaimed then gazed to Romania, which made the Romanian jerk and did an awkward smile. "M-my pills melts immediately when it is dropped in a warm liquid and I also made these pills with a sweet flavor..." "Good luck, England." Norway tapped England's shoulder and returned to his seat. After few stunning silence later, Romania clapped his hands and bowed his head. "I'm really sorry, England!"

England sighed heavily and sat. "Anyway, that was an accident so we got no choice. It's not your fault anyway." England said in a forgiving manner. "England~" Romania beamed with the kindness of the British man and tried to hug him but England kicked him back. "So what are the side effects and when this magic will disperse?" England asked as he crossed his arms and legs. "Actually about that," Romania said while standing up as he held his stomach, "I'm not quite sure the exact side effect of it because I just made it for fun. I'm not sure if these magic pills will work too."

"So in other words, you don't know" Norway concluded which stiffened the country. England just made an impassive expression. "So there's a possibility that this magic won't work?"

"Uh-huh." Romania nodded. "Anyway, just contact me if you felt something weird or any changes in your physical appearance. I will immediately come for your aid." Romania said. "Sure, I will. But I do hope that this magic pill won't work" England said and sighed, wishing nothing bad will happen to him. "I shall pray for your safety then" Norway said.

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It was already 11:00 p.m. England just finished his final check of his reports and presentations for the G8 meeting that will be held tomorrow in his place, specifically in London. He stretched his arms upward and did few shoulder rotations inward then outward. The tea was already cold, proving that he studied his works for long hours. When he gazed the outside view through his window, he saw with his emerald eyes that the full moon was lighting up his garden, shadows disappearing, revealing his precious roses. When he looked skywards, he gasped when he saw multitudes of twinkling stars overflowing the entire night sky. It was a beautiful spectacle for him. Smiling in reverie, he gently closed the curtains.

England, satisfied with his effort, he decided to take a bath then have his good night sleep so before he went to the bathroom, he washed his used tea cup and saucer, got his night clothes then entered his bath room. The British man unclothed his upper shirt, revealing his white tone skin. Subconsciously, he gazed to the big mirror in front of him and noticed some dark bags were already formed under his eye lids. He traced them with his delicate fingers and sighed. "I hope this will disappear tomorrow or else that annoying America and France will tease me again." England mumbled and continued to take his bath.

After around 20 minutes, England went upstairs and opened his room door while ruffling his hair to dry it with his towel. Another minute later, he got his dryer then dried his hair before he popped in his comfy bed. Snuggling himself in his favorite blanket, he jerked his body to a comfortable sleeping position. Soon, the British man felt the heaviness of his eye lids. He felt all the exhaustion just dropped in once to his entire body. Without having a second thought to fight his sleepiness, he let his eyelids to fall.

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England opened his eyes when he felt warm from his face. Blinking his eyes few times then squints to stable his blurry vision. England groaned and moved his back flatly against his bed, making him to stare the ceiling. "Morning already... how fast" he mumbled, deciding whether he should get up now or have another sleep. But reminding that he is a gentleman, he pushed himself to get up from his haven then stood up.

England stretched his body, opened his curtain then his window balcony. As soon as England opened the window, the gentle morning autumn breeze welcomed him, giving few chills to his spine, followed by a wave of goose bumps. "Damn, so cold" he muttered, embracing himself with his arms. Soon, England entered back to his room and decided to prepare for the G8 meeting. He gazed to his grandfather clock beside the door frame. It was still 6:30 am. The meeting will start at 8:00 am, so he smiled in relief and decided to relax, no need for a rush. As usual, England will first gaze to his mirror just few steps away from his bed for his usual morning routine. The moment England looked his reflection in the mirror, his eyes dilated. Gaping in shock, England blinked for several times and at the last blink, he slowly opened his eyes, hoping for his reflection awhile ago was only just a hallucination.

When England fully opened his eyes, his expression turned grim. "Eh? This is me, right?"