Alice From Wonderland

Chapter 1:

It was a beautiful Friday morning in London, & the Kirkland brothers were gathered in the sitting room. Scotland & Wales were glued to the TV, Ireland was reading his book, "Angela's Ashes" by Frank McCourt, & England was doing his embroidery. Although it was usually very loud whenever the four of them were in the same room, it was very silent. 'Peaceful', Ireland noted to himself. 'It should be like this more often.' However, Scotland had a very different perspective of "peace".

"It's too quiet," the Scotsman said aloud.

England raised an eyebrow at his oldest sibling, but other than that, nobody else responded. For a moment, everything was still, before Scotland's face broke into a grin. 'Uh-oh, he's up to something again,' England thought.

"Oh, little brother," Scotland sang, putting his arm around England's shoulders, "I have a wonderful idea that I just know you'll agree to."

England scowled at the ginger. "What makes you think I'll ever agree to something you came up with?"

Watching his brothers, Wales couldn't help but shake his head. England always said he wouldn't agree with Scotland, but he always sides with him in the end, either through bribery, threats, or force, and sometimes all of the above.

"Just stay right there, that's all you have to do, Artie." Before England could say anything, Scotland leapt to his feet & ran out of the room. England rolled his eyes & continued on his embroidery. Five minutes later, they heard multiple crashes coming from the hallway.

"If he's made a mess, I'm not cleaning it up," said Wales. "Éire can."

"I always do," grumbled Ireland.

England was about to open the door, when it was suddenly flung open, hitting him in the face. "Bloody hell," he groaned, sprawled on the floor. "What was that for?!"

"Well, I told you to stay there," Scotland said, gesturing to the couch. "If you'd listened to me, you wouldn't be in these sort of situations."

"Funny, 'these sort of situations' are usually done on purpose," England said, rubbing his chin. "Anyway, what 'amazing' idea do you have now? And what was with all that noise?"

"I was looking for this," Scotland said, presenting them with a leather-bound book.

"Your old spell book?" Wales asked, raising an eyebrow.

"No, no, no." Ireland stepped in front of Scotland, ushering England behind him. "You are not going to cast any spells on Sasana, not while I'm here." The Irishman crossed his arms for emphasis.

"Oh please, you're too protective of him. And anyways, this one won't hurt." Ireland cocked an eyebrow. "Look, it's this one." Scotland quickly flipped to a page near the end of the book and pointed out a paragraph at the top of the right side. Ireland leaned forward, squinting at the small print; his eyebrows were knitted together and he was frowning just slightly. When Ireland didn't say anything, Scotland said, "See? Nothing harmful!"

"Still… I don't know about this."

"Oh, but you know you want to. You know you've always wanted to see Iggy as a girl."

"Bloody hell! I can hear everything you're saying!"

Wale's eyes lit up at the mention of a female England. "Ooh, I've always wanted a little sis!" Grinning, he held England in a bear hug. "Quick! Turn him into a girl!"

"Cymru," Scotland said, slightly exasperated, "we can't if you're in the way. We'll probably hit you with the spell instead."

"Oh…" Wales slowly let go of his brother. "But can we still use the spell on him?"

"No! Absolutely not!" England glowered at his older brothers. "And I can't believe you're going along with Scotland, Éire!"

"Well… I've also wanted a little sister, & as long as we turn you back, it's alright with me."

"I hate you."

"So it's decided then!" Scotland cheered, clapping his hand together. "Now, just stand very still, okay?" England's left eye twitched, but overall didn't argue. "Perfect!"

'You guys are a bunch of—'

Suddenly there was a flash light that seemed to surround England, before it dissipated. England rubbed his eyes.

"Ugh, my eyes hurt." England looked up at his brothers to see them staring at him. "Bloody hell… It worked didn't it." His brothers nodded. "Well, since I look like a girl, & I sound like one as well, turn me back to normal."

Finally coming to their senses, his- her brothers fumbled to open the book. For a moment they just stood staring at it.

"Do I need to repeat myself?" England found herself slowly advancing on her brothers. "Turn me back now. You have thirty seconds."

"Th-there's nothing in it…"

"What?!" England grabbed the book from Scotland's grasp & flipped through the pages. But instead of being filled with words & incantations, the pages appeared to be blank, like it hadn't been used once. "I'm going to kill you guys."

"Oi, you look different, uh, England."

"Of course I do, I'm a girl."

"Actually, I think Wales is right. You look a lot different," Ireland spoke up.

"Oh? And how so?"

"Well, um, your hair is darker & your eyes are blue. You actually kind of look like America."

"It's decided. I'm going to kill you guys."

"Ahem!" Everyone turned to look at Scotland. "Um, shouldn't we buy suitable clothes for our new little sister, because she'll be staying with us for a while & Alice just so happened to forget to pack an extra set of clothes."

Everyone except England was smiling at the suggestion. But then again, she didn't have much of a choice, did she?

"Fine, but you guys are paying for whatever I buy."

"Yay! This is going to be so much fun!" Wales squealed, before skipping out of the room.

"He's really into this, isn't he?"

"A bit too much," growled Alice.

By the end of the day, an assortment of dresses, blouses, skirts, shoes, jewelry & other accessories had been bought. At first the Kirkland brothers thought that she was making them spend all their money on girl clothes as revenge, but it was quickly decided that something else –or someone else- was at play. So that supper, while Alice was in the shower, the boys had a little discussion over that day.

"He—uh, she has been acting strangely lately. Like a change in personality almost," remarked Scotland.

Ireland nodded, deep in thought. "I think… I think that the spell worked too well."

"Whadja mean by tha'?" Questioned Wales, mouth filled with food.

"I mean that because of the spell we incanted on Arthur to turn him into a girl, we changed his personality so that it would fit her. However, since it took so long for the 'personality-change' to set in, it indicates that this is an advance spell, so—"

"So it'll be harder to turn Alice back into Arthur," finished Wales.

"Bravo! The boy has finally gotten something right!" Scotland applauded.

"Hey! Take that back, you bell-end!" Wales shouted at Scotland. It didn't take very long before the two brothers were wrestling on the kitchen floor.

"Oh my," giggled a voice above them. Both boys paused in their scuffle & looked up to see Alice.

"Hi, Alley!" Wales exclaimed, smiling.

"Cym-cym, why are you & Scotty fighting?"

"Oh, uh… I forgot."

"So, um, what is 'Cym-cym'?" Ireland interrupted.

"It's my new nickname," explained Wales. "Scotland's is Scotty & yours is Roy."

Ireland frowned. "Why is it Roy?"

"You know, 'Republic of Ireland', 'ROI', Roy?' Wales said, in an "Isn't-it-obvious-voice."

Yep, it was going to be a long night.

A/N: Done with chapter one! This is my first story, by the way, so I hope you like it! I've had this idea since yesterday, and I just had to type it up today, so I did! Oh, but one problem… I'm starting school tomorrow! Ugh, worst timing EVER! But I still hope to get reviews ASAP! Reviews = love! Oh, & call me Rachel! Thanks so much for reading, I'll update as soon as I can!