A/N: ((Hey guys, this is my brand new story, "Switch", which is about a spell that has gone wrong {or right for some of you} in the wonderful world of Hetalia. Please hang in there with me guys, this may seem a little confusing but I think you'll be able to get it once you grow used to it. Also, I'm trying something different with my writing style, so I hope that it won't bother you guys. Another thing, Elizaveta is out of character…but she had reason to be lol. Also I wasn't THAT OOC with her…I hope…
Enjoy and I would love it you would be kind enough to drop me a review~!))
"She's a he, He's a she"
Emerald orbs opened to the sound of a vibrating object. Creamy white hands reached out towards the source of the vibration, grasping the small silver device. The owner of the emeralds sat up, the white sheet falling off of the individual's body. The sheet fell to the person's shoulders, revealing a head of dark blond. The wavy locks cascaded down over the milky white shoulders, collected in an unruly mess. Those same hands moved the mess of dark blond away to uncover a male face, smooth and handsome.
The owner of the emeralds opened the sleek phone, narrowing his eyes at the caller id.
"Does he know what time it is," came the deep baritone of the male.
With a sigh the male put the phone up to his ear and sighed, the deep baritone leaving his lips once more. "Gilbert. What. The. Hell. Do. You. Want?"
"Who the fuck is this," asked a bell like voice. "Is Lizzy cheating on me or something? Give the damn phone to Elizaveta!"
"Boyfriend," the male repeated with a perplexed expression. "Wait cheating on you? You're a woman! And what would make you think that-"
The male stopped, finally noticing the smooth voice that left his lips. He paled, his eyes widening greatly.
"Oh fuck, don't tell me…Lizzy?"
"Y-yeah…that's me…"
"Could you do me a favor?"
"What?"
"Go look in the mirror…"
"What?"
"Trust me, so it!"
"Who the hell are you again?"
"I'll tell you when you take a look in the goddamn mirror!"
The man ran a hand through his hair and stood, setting the phone down on a nearby table before walking into the bathroom. He tugged at his tee and shorts, noticing how tight they were on his body. When the man stepped in the in the bathroom, his eyes zeroed in on the mirror and his body immediately froze.
A black phone fell from pale hands, clattering to the floor beneath it. The owner of the phone, a female, twitched and narrowed her crimson eyes. Her pure white hair followed her as she kneeled down to retrieve the device. Her hand hesitated as the loud screeching that caused her to drop the phone ceased. There was another loud yell and she waited before taking the object in her hands again. She didn't bring the phone to her ear, still cautious of what would come from the phone next. As she stayed there, the sleeves of her oversized shirt slid downward, the button-up revealing her pale shoulders. After a while the woman blinked at the silence and finally picked up her phone, adjusting her shirt soon after.
She wrinkled her nose, a small frown on her lips. "Damn it, fucking clothes won't stay up!"
With a sigh she was about to continue on her personal rant when she heard a panicked voice on the line.
"How? Tell me what the hell happened to me! I have a dick!"
"You should be happy about that," the woman teased. "I guess they do grow in when you're older, ja?"
"What the? How do you…who the hell are you?"
"I am none other than the most awesome person that has ever lived! Yep, that caller id was correct Lizzy!"
"Gil-Gilbert…but you…"
Gilbert rolled her eyes and placed a hand on her hips. "Yeah I'm an awesome sexy chick with big tits and a nice ass, I know this."
There was a sigh on the other line. "Gilbert, what happened to us," Elizaveta muttered, his voice filled with irritation. "Gilbert…what happened?"
"That damn Brit did this to us; it had something to do with that fat ass American. I guess he got pissed or something but…he used some of that black magic shit and now we've all been genderbended."
"And what does that mean?"
"Well the term that all my fans use when they want me as a hot, sexy man magnet! Well, men gravitate to me any way but-"
"I know what genderbend means you idiot! I meant how long are we going to be like this?"
Gilbert ran a hand through her hair, moving away the pure white bangs. She sighed heavily, plopping back on a nearby couch. She then propped her feet up on the armrest and laid back. Her baggy pants legs slid down her slender legs to reveal pale feet and ankles. The albino closed her eyes, white lashes fluttering slightly.
"I have no idea…the dumbass said that we could be like this for at least some months."
The East German moved the phone away from her ear, prepared for the loud outburst that was about to erupt from the Hungarian.
"WHAT? I'M GOING TO BE LIKE THIS FOR AT LEAST SOME MONTHS? OH MY GOD, I'M FRWAKING OUT! I'M FREAKING OUT!"
Gilbert winced and moved the phone even farther away. "Lizzy! Calm down woman…er, man!"
The white-haired woman began to regret her last statement as soon as it left her lips, wincing as another earsplitting shriek sounded from the other line.
Nice move Gil…that was so un-awesome …
"I'm a man...I'm a man…I have hair in place that should be made illegal…god help me!"
"Dude, chick! Stop lashing out at me!"
"But it's very turbulent over here!"
Gilbert sighed and rolled her eyes, "So does all this crap mean that our date for today is cancelled?"
There was an audible groan on the other line, obvious frustration in the Hungarian's voice.
"Do you actually think that we'd be able to go out in this condition! Even if we did, what would we wear? Nothing fits me, and dresses on a man would be socially unacceptable!"
The albino smiled, hiking up a white eyebrow. "I know this already, and I totally have an awesome solution!"
"And that is?"
"You can borrow some of my awesome clothes! Then I'll be able to show you that amazing thing that us my awesome fashion sense!"
"And…what about you? Now that you're a woman, you need to dress like one."
The albino's face looked as if it had become paler than it already was, her eyes widening at that same time. There was a manly giggle that sounded from the Hungarian's side of the phone.
"You're…not serious, are you?" Gilbert's eye twitched as a nervous chuckle left her lips.
"Hey, if I have to dress like a man, then you have to dress like a woman; it's only fair."
"Th-that's so un-awesome, why do I have to dress like a chick damn it?"
"You were the one who said that you were a sexy chick, so why not flaunt off your beauty hm?"
"I would not be caught dead in a dress!"
"Have it your way, there are some outfits that aren't dresses though…and they fit the fall season~!"
"You know, you sound so gay with that deep voice."
"And you sound like a dumb blonde, but I'm not saying anything am I?"
"What did you-"
"So are we going to go out or what?"
"I thought I was the one who wanted to do this!"
"You are idiot, I'm just speeding up the process…"
"Ugh…women…"
"Men…such a nuisance…"