Wow. I actually got a chapter up. me and Warwulf are chatting about us and other friend cosplaying but... it's hard to come up with a good trio that fits our personality's and heights.

Thank you BrokenHeartedWarrior for telling me about my spelling mistakes I fixed them for you! I hope I got them all. For that I'll let you help me torture the next poor soul that walks my way!

Reviews help me type faster! And they give me advise on how to write better. I hope the spelling is better on this one. Enjoy!

Germany woke up and looked down to find Italy snoozing next to. Sighing, he ran his hand through his hair, used to the other county's clingy behavior. Germany paused in confusion. Surely his hand should have stopped touching hair a while back? His hair was fairly short, and it most definitely did NOT each down to the middle to his back. No Germany was a man, and he refused to have his hair long no matter what Italy said about it being long and soft and pretty and all sorts of Italian words that were no doubt along the same lines. Germany shook his head, deciding that he was probably just half asleep.

"I had better just take a shover then…" Germany stood up and froze. His tank top was hanging loose of of him. It was not fitted, as it had been when he had gone asleep, no, it was practically falling off of him. Stumbling over to the full body mirror Germany peered at his reflection. And then he did something that no self-respecting German would ever do. He screamed. Like a girl. Which actually made perfect sense considering his current condition. Needless to say this woke up Italy, who was shocked to find Germany crouched on the floor, a very female Germany.

"Ve~, Luddy, are you okay?" Germany chocked and looked up at the concerned country.

"F-Feliciano" Germany flinched and looked back at the mirror.

"What is it Luddy?" Italy tilted his head and walked over to Germany.

"I am a girl." Germany breathed deeply and pressed his fingers to his temples.

"Yep Luddy, you are a girl, and a really pretty one too!" Italy chirped happily, bouncing on his heels, oblivious to the other country's obvious distress. Germany grabbed at his chest on an effort to prove himself wrong and flinched when he felt the touch.

"Zis is... not possible…" Germany flushed red, suddenly very embarrassed to be in front of Italy without proper clothing.

"Ve~, Luddy…?" Italy leaned forward and touched Germany lightly on the shoulder, unsure of what to do. Germany flinched violently, his blush deepening. He couldn't believe he had been caught of guard like that. It was so embarrassing. Standing up, Germany walked shakily to the bathroom.

"I vill be taking a shover now, please do not disturb me Feliciano" Germany locked the door quickly, leaving a very confused country behind.

"Ve~ I guess I'll just make pasta!" Italy bounded off happily into the kitchen, deciding that having a female Germany around the house was perfectly fine.

Germany walked out of the shower changed into his normal day clothes, they hung loose on him, after all he was a bit smaller now that he was a girl, at least the chest area fit somewhat well. He walked down to find Italy making pasta. No surprise there. Germany was over his embarrassment and walked straight down the stairs, heading towards the phone.

'Ve~ Luddy I made pasta!" Italy bounded happily over to his friend, grabbing on to his arm. That was when Germany noticed just how much shorter he was. He was about the same height as Italy now, give or take an inch. Germany frowned and quickly dialed a number.

"Luddy?" Italy looked at Germany in confusion. "What are you doing?" Germany looked up with a determined glint in his eye.

"I am calling a vorld meeting. I cannot be zhe only vone to whom this has happened to." Italy let go of Germany's arm and saluted, his usual grin on his face.

"Si!" The Italian turned heel and ran upstairs to get his clothes. Germany sighed and went back to leaving messages to the other countries. He would get to the bottom of this one way or another. "Ve~ I can't wait to see mi fratello again!"

Germany sighed as the dial tone changed, glancing down at his hair. He'd have to cut it before the meeting.

"ALFREEEEEEEEEEEED!" England screamed, furious.

"Dude, what is it? It's way to early in the morning for this." The sleepy country walked into they guest room where England had been sleeping. He was met with a very livid Britain.

"You!" Britain stormed up to America who was rubbing his eyes. "You GIT! What the bloody hell did you do to me! "

"I don't see what you're talking about…" America froze. And then he blinked. And blinked some more. "I don't believe it…" A grin spread across America's face "Dude, you're a girl!" England smacked America upside the head.

"Of course I know that you wanker! It's all your bloody fault!" England glared at America, Attempting to bore a hole through his head. America just doubled over with laughter.

"Dude, you're a girl!" America yelled between fits of laughter "You really screwed up this time, dude!" America suddenly stopped looking very serious. "Hey Iggy." America leaned over and stared really intently at England.

"A-Alfred?" England gulped. What the bloody hell was that git doing now?

"Hmmm" Suddenly America reached out and grabbed England's chest. America grinned. "Dude they're real! You make a really good girl, yaknow, you might even get a partner all you have to do is shave those massive eyebr…" America stopped noticing the expression on England's face.

"Y-You!" England looked like he was about to burst into tears. "I can't believe you…you pervert" England ran and locked himself in the bathroom. "STUPID ALFRED!" America just stood there looking shocked.

"Hey Iggy, I didn't mean to…" Just then the phone rang."Oh hey Ludwig, what's up dude, I was just…" America paused and listened. " Huh, yeah Iggy is, not me though but how did you… Yeah got it World Meeting…Huh, sure I'll tell Iggy… Okay see ya then" America hung up and ran a hand through his hair. "Germany too huh, I wonder how many others are like this." America looked towards the bathroom door behind witch England was hiding behind. "You really screwed up this time England. Everyone is going to murder you."

I reviewed this and changed it a bit. From now on all the countries will call each other by name, no matter what. That's about it though, so ciao!