Her head throbbed. Her body ached all over and all she saw was black. She couldn't breath and it felt like someone was sitting on her chest.

"Germany, it's time to get up and play!" She heard a high pitched voice that made her twitch. She pried her eyelids open, but quickly shut them when she was blinded by the sudden flood of light. Her eyes began to adjust and she looked around. A small girl was sitting on her chest with her legs crossed.

"Italy can you get off?" Germany groaned as she tried to sit up. Italy tumbled off and laid down on the floor. Germany winced as a pain shot through her head. She then focused on a glass of water and medicine being pushed towards her.

"This vill make the pain go avay." Her eyes trailed from a large muscular hand up to a strong set face. It was like looking into a male mirror. He gave her a soft smile, and she screamed. She slowly scooted back as Italy scooted towards her. She wrapped her arms around Germany.

"Ve~ it's ok Germany. He wont hurt us." She had a warm reassuring smile on her face. Germany started to relax, until the door was thrown open.

"Is everything alright, aru?"

"Oh China, I'm so glad you're here. I must be dreaming. Please tell me England's spell just knocked me out." Germany turned to face China, but froze. She was expecting a small Chinese country, instead was a taller more manly version. "Vha…." Her eyes rolled back and she passed out, again.

"You know, she's kinda cute like that." France started to inch towards Germany. WHACK. Hungary hit him upside the head with her frying pan.

"If she is anything like our Germany, she will kill you if you touch her." Hungary said with a small smirk. As she spoke Germany began to move.

"My head hurts." Germany pushed herself into sitting position. She let her gaze wander around the room. "Anyone care to explain?"

"Sorry about all this. Seems the travel spell works a little to well." A strong British accent caught Germanys attention. A small blonde stood in the doorway. She was dressed in a proper dress to fancy to be casual, and to casual to be fancy. "Seems I messed up."

"Again."

"SHUT UP YOU BLOODY GITT!"

"All of you shut up! NOW!" Germany yelled over England and America.

"Yeah, she's Germany alright." Hungary let out a laugh. This was going to be just to much fun.