Hi, this is the first chapter of my Hetalia Genderbender fic! Aarg, FrUK my working pen name. I can't think of anything better. Oh well. I'll figure something out eventually. Back to the subject of my FanFiction. If thi seems to be a lot like any other FanFictions that you have read or heard of, I promise i'm not copying, it's just a coincidence! Really! Anyways, hope you enjoy, even though you probably won't! Danke!

Flying Mint Bunny and Tinker Bell floated nervously down the hall together.

"What if Mr. England gets mad at us, Tinker Bell?"

"Don't worry, he won't be mad. We're his friends."

"But Tinker Bell, this is serious. It could be, and most probably will be very problematic."

"I know Mr. England will be upset about it, but-"

"What will I be upset about, Tinker Bell?

Tinker Bell stopped with a small gasp as the Englishman appeared in their path

"Flying Mint Bunny, you tell him. You were there, you can explain it better."

Flying Mint Bunny stuttered timidly, "W-Well, Gilbird was over at your house toplay with me, and we were in the attic and Mr. Prussia was with us. I- I think that he might have taken the spellbook."

Oh no. This might be a problem.

"Flying Mint Bunny, do you mean THE spellbook?" asked the Brit in a worried tone.

"Uh... Y- Yeah, That spellbook."

Yes. This was going to be a real problem. Prussia would probably be showing his prize to France and Spain right now, and who knows what crazy ideas they would come up with using the spells in that book. And that book wasn't just any old black magic spellbook, that was a very special one that England had sworn never to use again ever since what happened... that time. England shuddered just at the thought of those terrible events. And knowing the Bad Touch Trio, the things to come may be even worse.

Spain looked up from the old book and into Prussia's mischievous red eyes. Then looked over to France, who could not have looked any happier. Spain wasn't exactly sure what to think of this. Prussia had stolen Iggy's forbidden spellbook. The spellbook that caused... Those things to happen. Spain shuttered before pushing the horrifying memories from his mind.

"What do you plan to do with it now that you have it, Prussia?" inquired the Spaniard.

"Well, first let's start out by pulling something on that sissy aristocrat Austria."

"Onhonhonhon,"

Spain went over Prussia's words in his mind.

"Wait, 'let's'?"

"But of course, mon ami, we will all get ten pleasure of helping to wipe that stupid look off of Austria's face for once."

"And maybe smash up his stupid piano a bit along the way," added Prussia.

"O-Okay," Spain said nervously. "B-But what if something goes wrong? We don't want a repeat of... that."

The mention of the past caused every member of the trio to shudder as they recalled what had happened.

"Don't worry about that, I'm so awesome, nothing could ever go wrong!"

"Umm... Yeah." agreed Spain.

"So what will we do to the prissy aristocrat first?" France asked.

"Let's see... Ooh! Here's a totally awesome spell! It will turn anyone into the opposite gender! We should totally pull this on Austria! And I think that he and Hungary are supposed to celebrate their anniversary soon! Can't do that if he's a girl, can he?"

"Si, Prussia, he could not, but don't you think that's a little extreme?"

"Kesesesese! Don't make me laugh! He deserves all of it! Every single bit!"

"Oui, Spain, anything to get that aristocrat to stop looking so smug all the time, and I bet using this spellbook in particular will piss Inglaterra off even more than using any other one would, and that would still be a lot!"

"Then that settles it! We'll meet the house of the awesome me tomorrow and turn Austria into a chick! And not the awesome little bird kind!"

France and Spain looked at Prussia with dull expressions

"Prussia, you don't have a house anymore. You live with Germany, remember?" Spain reminded him. "Why don't we meet at my house instead? Lovi shouldn't be picking up his tomatoes anytime soon, so it should be okay."

Prussia sighed. "Whatever."

England cursed under his breath. He really should have burned that book like everyone told him to. He had decided to hold on to it without telling anyone in case it was needed in a very dire situation in the future. You never know how desperate it could get. You couldn't even classify the current situation as one that might need the help of something in that book, and as far as england knew, this situation was pretty dire. Right now, all England really knew was that he had to get that spellbook back before the Bad Touch Trio could try any one of the spells, which were all of such a high difficulty that it'd be a miracle if something didn't go frightfully and terribly wrong. And if it by some chance did not, it would still have gone wrong, just not as frightfully and terribly.

"Kesesesese~! This is going to be so freaking awesome!" Stated Prussia, poking his head around the corner.

"Onhonhonhon, I wonder how pretty female Austria will look," France poked out his head right underneath Prussia's.

"France, no flirting with any female Austrias." Spain's head came out under France's.

"Aww, but female Austrias are so much fun to flirt with. It's really funny when they express their anger and annoyance through the piano."

"Wait, there's going to be more than one female Austria? 'Cause that wouldn't be awesome. And when did you flirt with a female Austria before?"

"Ah, that is a story for another time, right now, we have work to do."

"And no worries, mi amigo. There will only be one female Austria. If there was going to be more than one, we would never be doing this.".

"Kesesesese~! Of course not! The world would be a better place without the original, why would we want any more than we already have? Anyways, let's go."

England was walking (as running would be rather ungentlemanly) as fast as he could to Austria's house. After receiving the nows of the theft of his book from flying mint bunny, he had immediately sent Hook and the Leprechaun to spy on the trio. None of the Bad Touch Trio had been at neither Spain's, France's, or Germany's house, which meant only one thing. They had already preformed the spell and were going to check out the results. This was an utterly terrible situation. He had checked each of the residencies to find them and take back the spell book, but he was too late. Now he would just have to join them in finding out the result of their attempts, and hopefully ifnd a way to eventually reverse whatever the terrible effects were. Also, he knew something they didn't. The Bad Touch Trio had such little experience with magic, they would never be able to focus their target very well. Whatever they did would most likely happen to anyone in Austria's house at the time, and he crossed his fingers hoping that population would be minimal. Hopefully, it would be nothing as bad as... that time. England shuddered, picking up his pace.

Prussia peeked through the open window. A smirk quickly formed across his face. They had been checking all the windows, and until now, they hadn't found much of anything except quite a few pianos and violins and the such. But through this window was something very different. Through this window was Austria's bedroom.

"Hey, guys, come over here! I found him!"

"Really?"

"Onhonhonhon~!"

"I think he hasn't found out yet. He's taking a nap."

"Si, if he had found out already, he definitely wouldn't be sleeping."

"Onhonhon, but doesn't that just make it all more fun?"

"Kesesesese~! You bet it does! Lucky for us, this window is open. Spain, go get a few of those acorns of those over there."

"W-What exactly are you planning to do with them, Prussia?"

"Go get it and you'll see! You know how awesome I am at making plans!"

Spain went and brine one acorns, saying sorry to the unhappy looking squirrel watching helplessly about ten yards away before bringing them back to Prussia.

Spain gasped as he threw the the acorns in turn through the open window at the sleeping Austrian.

"Be quiet, Spain, he's waking up!"

"Move! We can't let him see us yet!"

From around the corner, they could easily hear Austria yawn, get up and leave the room. Prussia looked back through the window again just in time to see where he was going. The bathroom.

"Perfect."

A few moments later, a loud, girlish shriek was heard from behind the bathroom door.

"Come on!" urged Prussia.

Spain stared in shock as Prussia began climbing through the window.

"W-Wait, we're going through the window?"

"Just shut up and come on!"

Spain obeyed, climbing through behind France.

They stood in Austria's room for a few seconds, Prussia and France chuckling softly so as not to be heard, an Spain feeling rather worried about the situation.

The door burst open, a very scared looking female Austria coming out of it. She didn't seem to notice the trio at first, but after a few seconds, she yelled, with a very surprised expression on her face.

"VUAT ZHE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY BEDROOM? AND VUAY DO I LOOK LIKE ZIS?"

"Kesesesese~! What's wrong, Austria? You sound so femini-"

A large man burst through the door, immediately smacking Prussia on the head with a frying pan, making him fall to the floor nearly unconscious. When Prussia got back up, he looked at the man, who was panting rather heavily at the moment. He knew for sure that he had never seen him before, but for some reason the man looked... rather farmiliar. He looked kind of like...

Oh no.

"H-Hungary?"

"No, Mangary." stated the very astonished Spain.

"Onhonhonhon,"

England threw open the door to Austria's house without knocking. This was unusual for him, but these were unusual circumstances. He moved quickly around the house, checking each room for any signs of life. He was about to check the kitchen when he heard a loud clang from down the hall. A clang that sounded a lot like a... Frying pan. England immediately darted down there, throwing open the door to what was most likely Austria's bedroom.

Spain looked up from his astonishment and pain (due to Mangary smacking him and France with the frying pan as well as Prussia) when he heard the door open once again, this time revealing a rather angry Englishman who, luckily, was still an Englishman as opposed to an Englishwoman.

"Guten tag, England!" yelled a rather nonchalant Prussia, who had seemingly forgotten about the rapidly increasing (so rapidly, in fact, that it seemed almost unnatural) size of the bump that had formed on top of his head, giving Gilbird a handy new perch. What confused the Spaniard was that the angry expression on England's face was slowly turning into a look of confusion and astonishment.

"Y-You actually managed to do it. I mean, of course you wouldn't be able to focus your target down to just Austria, it seems you changed Hungary-"

"Mangary." interrupted Spain.

"Very well, it seems you changed.. erm... It seems you changed Mangary too, but you actually managed to turn them into girls without anything else happening to them. That's just... Impossible. Not even I could do that with a spell that advanced."

"It's not impossible, you're just jealous 'cuz you can't match my awesomeness level. Don't worry, you're not alone. No one could ever compete with the awesome Prussia when it comes to... Um, really when it comes to anything, ya know what I mean?"

"Were you in on this too, United Kingdom?" threatened a rather angry- and manly- looking Mangary, who was raising his frying pan over his head viciously.

"Relax, I never approved of any of this, they just stole my spellbook, so I had to come. And it wasn't just any spellbook, it was THE spellbook, which made it all the more important, understand?" explained a nervous England.

"Zey stole your spellbook? Zey stole ZHE spellbook?" Inquired Austria.

"Yes in fact, they did."

This earned France another smack on the head.

"Hey, Prussia was the one who stole it, not me!"

"I DON'T CARE!"

Smack. France was going to have a really big headache later, he was sure of it.

"Anyways, this really is going to be a problem." stated England.

"You think?" retorted a rather prissy Austria.

"If they had screwed up at all, I may have had some chance of getting it fixed some time in the next century. Now there isn't much chance of that happening."

Prussia silently fist pumped, followed by a series of smacks on the head.

"You're being sarcastic, right?" asked Mangary, who was still smacking Prussia repeatedly, causing Gilbird to fly around Prussia's head, chirping loudly.

"Of course I was being sarcastic. It should be fixed within the next five years, probably less."

Austria flopped down onto the bed face first, moaning.

"Vell zis is just great," said Austria, her voice muffled.

"Now I have to be Mangary for the next few years."

"Now you three need to give me back my spellbook."

"Sorry, don't got it."

Smack.

"HEY, YOU HIT GILBIRD!"

Smack.

"It's okay, Gilbird buddy. I'll make you three dimensional again men we get home."

"You are going to give me the spellbook, that's for sure. And you're never doing anything like this ever again."

"Relax, eyebrows. We'll give it to you next time we have the chance."

"That's right, you will. Now I believe it is in order for you three to be leaving now."

"Oui, but what about you, Inglaterra?"

France had been so strangely quiet, England had almost forgotten his presence. He was probably just trying to avoid more whacks from Mangary's frying pan.

"Shut up, frog. Austria, would you mind me staying for a little longer to asses the situation, get an understanding of what I'm dealing with?"

"Of course not England. I think zat vould be zhe best thing for all of us. Zose three out of zhe vhay and us vurking to solve zhe whole problem."

"Yes, now you three, get out." Mangary's frying pan was coming down repeatedly over Spain's head.

"What did I do?"

"GET OUT"

SMACK!

Everyone winced slightly sympathetically in Spain's direction, withe exception of Mangary, who looked rather proud of himself, and Prussia and France, who were already climbing out the window, and soon closely followed by Spain.

"Whew, glad we're out of there," Sighed Spain. But the devilish smirk on Prussia's darkly shadowed face was enough to tell him they would be in a similar situation soon enough.

"Like hell I'm giving his book back. And like hell I'm not changing the gender of anyone else. It's just way too awesome and fun to stop! Kesesesese~!

"Onhonhonhon,"

"...Oh no."

Sorry it's really short, but it's really just a prologue, the rest will be longer! I promise!

Anyway, feel free to review, please, and if you catch any spelling, punctuation, or anything like of the sort that is incorrect, please point it out (I didn't have time to go back over it)! Danke!

-FanFiction author with working pen name that shall not be stated and will be changed when there are pen name ideas in mentioned persons mind, which will hopefully, but probably not, be sometime soon.

P.S.

If you are a fan of short authors notes, don't get your hopes up, because they probably will only get longer from here on out~! ^J^