I really love cute things. That being said I really loved me. I looked at myself in the mirror. It was one of my top priorities to look my best. You never know when you're going to meet your special someone.

I flipped out my blonde hair and smoothed my blue dress that happened to perfectly bring out my eyes. God, I looked gorgeous.

"Would you stop being such a girl and fight me already?" Spain called out to me from the shore. She was one of my best friends, but she wasn't anything like I was. She liked to run and fight for no reason, and generally didn't care how she looked.

I sighed. I only fought when it was necessary, but she had been bugging me lately for a practice partner. I didn't blame her really. Despite that we were both girls, we also happened to be some of the strongest nations around. Plus it was too troublesome to ask boys, because they didn't take us seriously. Not that I took them too seriously either. Boys were meant for love, not war.

"All right, who got you mad today?" I said. I set down my mirror and picked up my sword. I would say Spain was a bit stronger than me, but I was smarter. She generally charged straight on with obvious moves, while I was subtler.

We parried and attacked along the shoreline. The waves lapped at our feet. I swung my foot around to knock Spain off her feet. She fell into the water.

"I win again!" I said with a triumphant smile on my face.

Spain hit the water with her fist. "Damn it!" she yelled along with other profanities.

I was pretty pleased with myself. I had proved once again that girls could be girly and tough at the same time.

"So tell me what's up, or I'll make you wear a dress and dance around again," I said.

"Ha! Make me!"

My pleasure. I could feel myself smirking and my eyes squinting a bit. I tackled Spain down into the water and went for her shirt. She looked so pretty when she was in her red dress. I don't know why she hated it so much.

"Hey! Hey! Get off! I'll tell you already!" she said.

She sighed as she sat back up. "You see there's this boy…"

"Mon Dieu, a boy! I didn't think you were interested in boys! What's he like? Is he cute? Spill!" I was excited. Most other boys avoided me because I liked to tease them. It would be a nice change for a new guy.

"He's a jerk, that's what he is! And he's weird, too! All I was minding my own business. Then I came to an island while I was sailing. It wasn't very far, so I was a bit surprised. So I thought I'd explore it just for kicks. It was a pretty dreary place, so I thought I'd just take a quick look around. Then this little boy came running up to me and started yelling at me. Something about trespassing. So I was saying sorry and I stepped back and my foot messed up some drawing in the sand. He got even angrier and started yelling even louder. He called me a stupid girl and that I should just stay at home. So I punched him in the face and got back on my ship."

"Wow, that kid's got guts." I could feel the dreamy look coming over my face. He seemed like a good guy to mess with.

"Oh no, France. I don't think you want to mess with this guy. It's like he's missing a few parts if you know what I mean. I don't think he'd like that."

"Oh please, I'm irresistible. Everyone likes me!" I said. "See you later, Spain!"

I skipped all the way back home. This was going to be fun. Maybe I should give him something to remember me by. A little bunny hopped past me. Perfect! It was a symbol of sex, so it ought to make him feel really awkward. I couldn't wait to get on my ship and get over there.

Spain wasn't lying when she said it wasn't far away. It was actually just across the way from me. She should have said something about how he would be so convenient to me. I could also see why she said dreary. The sky was covered in dark gray clouds.

"Hello? Anyone here?" I said as I came up on the shore. The little boy wasn't there. I wondered where he could be.

I pet the little bunny in my arms. I guess I'd just have to search for him. The chase might be fun, too. I got off the beach and into the woods.

Everything was covered in green. Not that I minded it. It was better than brown or gray I guess, but it was overkill. I couldn't really tell where I was going anymore. The bunny squirmed out of my arms and hopped through the forest.

"Hey! Wait a minute!" I couldn't let her get away.

As I chased her, I noticed something strange. There were little points of floating lights. They started to stick to me, and I tried to swat them away. I caught the little bunny and found that the lights had gotten on her to. I tried to rub them off, but they just seemed to spread.

The bunny started to wriggle again. The spots where the lights stuck to me started to burn. The pain seared deep down. I wanted it to stop. My tears of pain blinded my eyes. I stumbled around, trying desperately to find a way to put out the fire.

I fell into something cool and wet. It was a relief, but in a way almost as uncomfortable as the fire. I opened my eyes in the green water. The burning stopped, but it still felt like something was terribly wrong.

I took a deep breath as I broke the surface. I remembered the bunny in my hands and lifted them up above the surface. I was surprised by what I saw. The pure white bunny was now slightly green. If I were to be more specific, I would have to say it was a nice mint color. Just how filthy was this water?

The bunny squirmed and flew out of my arms. Flew. The little bunny had sprouted a pair of matching mint colored wings. It almost looked like it stuck its tongue out at me.

"What are you doing out there? Are you a frog or something?" a voice said.

I looked to the shore of this green pond. I almost didn't notice the little boy in the green cloak sitting on the bank.

"How rude! I'm most definitely not a frog. I'm far to gorgeous!" I waded my way to where he was. "I came all this way to visit you, and I'm greeted with that."

"Visit? More like bother. What are you doing here anyway? I don't even know you."

"It's common courtesy. I am your neighbor after all." This little island was just across the way from my home.

Upon closer inspection, he was actually really cute. My favorite type, really. His hair was short and a perfect mess. His eyes were as green as his forest. He looked younger than me, and his giant eyebrows furrowed together.

"Well, that's a lie if I've ever heard one. I'm an island, you nitwit. I have no neighbors."

Oh how feisty! I loved it. He would be so fun to tease.

"Ugh, my clothes are soaked." My dress looked like it would be ruined. Green pond scum simply covered it.

"Why in the world are you in a dress anyway? It's so strange."

"What are you talking about? This makes me look fabulous. Well, not as fabulous right now."

All right. Teasing technique number one: seduction. I started to strip. I couldn't wait to see his face.

I was only disappointed. That was weird. He didn't seem like the type of guy to be unfazed by a naked girl. I guess I wasn't completely naked. I still had my petticoats on, but still. Most guys freaked out if they saw boobs. I guess I'd have to go even further. I loosened the strings on my petticoats.

There was a reaction. He looked flustered and his face went a little red. I was expecting a lot worse, but I had to work with what I had.

"See anything you like?" I said. I waltzed over to him.

"Don't make me puke. Put some damn clothes on all ready. I don't want to see any of that. Go away!"

This was an off day. What was his problem? I looked down to make sure everything was still there. It wasn't. My cute girlish curves were gone. I was completely flat chested, not to mention I had a certain something on my crotch. I had only seen one of these things in the books Grandpa Rome left lying around sometimes.

I couldn't freak out now. If I did that, he would win. I needed to pretend that nothing was wrong.

"A gentleman doesn't strip, nor does he allow such uncouth behavior in his house. If you don't leave soon, I'm going to kick you out."

"I know you like it, but whatever you say. Jealousy isn't too becoming, mon chère." I kissed him on both cheeks like Grandpa had taught me to greet people so long ago. I felt satisfied as his face became completely red, a nice contrast to all the green. Looks like I could still use seduction as a boy. "See you around. Come visit me next time. You won't regret it. Oh, and enjoy the bunny. Just not too much." I winked at him and pranced off into the woods.

The farther away I got, the faster I ran. I tried to hold it in. I was probably one of the best actors in the world.

I got on my boat and sailed back home. I threw myself onto my shore. Tears fell freely from my eyes now. I mourned over what I had lost. I wouldn't be able to be a girl anymore. I really loved being a girl. All of my flirty, sexy dresses wouldn't fit me anymore. Why had fate been so cruel to me?

Stupid boy and his stupid weird green island. I needed to look on the bright side. I still had my gorgeous hair. As far as guys went, I still looked pretty sexy. I wouldn't let this get me down. I was France. I could adapt. If I couldn't be the ideal girl, then I sure as hell would be the ideal man.