The Princess and the Frog
PRINCESS & FROG

Character(s)/Pairing(s): SpainxFem!Romano, GermanyxFem!Italy, PruHun and FrUk. Slight BelgiumxSpain/Prussia (this will be clearer later during the story)

Summary: Lovina worked hard all her life to complete her childhood dream: own a restaurant; but a curse and a foreign prince transformed into a frog will drastically change her plans. SpainxFem!Romano, GermanyxFem!Italy, PruHun and FrUk

Rating: T, mostly for cursing.

Author's Notes: First chapter of this story, which is part of my Disney&Hetalia Crossovers. I know the original plot is normal Spamano, but for story purposes, I've changed it to a Nyotalia version. I hope you guys won't mind since the idea is still the same. The settings from the original story have been changed; this story passes in the Southern part of Italy for plot purposes. Please keep in my mind I'm only considering the character's personalities, rather than their ethnicities. This is also my first attempt at Nyotalia and gender bend.

Disclaimer: I don't own this series in any way. The art cover isn't done by me. I don't know who is the artist, so if you do know, or is the one, please tell me so that I may rightfully credit you. I don't own either the movie by Disney or Hetalia by Himaruya.

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CHAPTER ONE

Wish Upon a Star

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At the heart of Italy, Rome, there was one house where two special young girls lived with their grandfather. Why were they special? Well, for one thing, they had the most talented chef of the whole Europe as their grandfather – even if the whole Europe didn't yet know it - and for another, they were both very talented in the subject of arts. They made the Vargas' family name proud, that's what their grandfather always said.

The oldest, Lovina Vargas, was skilled in both singing and acting, but her real passion was at cooking. She would follow her grandfather to his kitchen on a daily basis and stay there four hours at a time. At those times, she was merely shy and never said much. Differently from her sister, she was quite anti-social with other children her age and never had a friend. Not that she cared. At only eight years old, the young Italian girl already knew what she wanted to do in the future – and that was to help her grandfather cooking when they finally got the restaurant they've dreamed so much of. Though the building they planned on buying was very expensive, the Vargas family was anything but hopeful and dedicated towards their goals. There was no time for foolishness like romance and fairy tales.

The youngest, Feliciana Vargas, was skilled in practically every subject concerning the arts. She was just as talented at cooking as her sister, but her passion lay in painting. She would spend hours inside her room only to come out with her clothes completely stained with paints and a large smile. The younger Vargas sister was quite the extrovert and already had many friends. One of those friends was, in particular, one that she would go on and on describing those beautiful blue eyes and a seemingly scary aura, but actually shy demeanor. Her grandfather would hug her and mockingly tell her the boy was her first love. With only six years old, Feliciana not only believed him, she seriously stated it was exactly the case, to which Lovina just scoffed and rolled her eyes. Feliciana was an avid reader of fairy tales and had one in particular as a favorite: The Princess and the Frog. Lovina would just tell her to shut up about those books and wake up because life wasn't like that. Feliciana never believed her. How could she, when their life was so perfect?

And then it all ended.

Their grandfather became aggravatingly ill and he could no longer take care of the kitchen or work. Without work, they wouldn't earn money and their dream building was slowly fading away from their minds. Every single one of their relatives ignored her, knowing their grandfather's past reputation of constantly being fired and no one believed in his talent or came to console the girls. Lovina became increasingly more violent each day. Months passed, money was getting short and their restaurant had become an unspeakable subject between the two girls; even though Lovina always talked about it with their grandfather.

Both stopped attending school and started to take care of house duties in an attempt to stop the increasing debts from coming. Lovina insisted only she would drop out and initially it had been as such. But after a day, weeks later, in which Feliciana came crying home and told how her 'love' was no longer anywhere to be seen, she stopped to attend school as well. But they couldn't find any work. After all, who would put two children to work? Even in family establishments the minimal age would be in the late teens.

The only thing they could do was to take care of the house and of their grandfather. The money they had meticulously stored up was quickly spent with his medical bills and the house's pays. It would be a miracle to stay without debts, imagine then save the money for the restaurant. At that time, both girls realized, sadly, that they had fallen into reality. Even Lovina, the self-proclaimed realist, took the news very badly and the dream of owning a restaurant was one of pain now. She was disappointed with all their grandfather's supposed "friends", who were quick to leave them alone. Lovina no longer trusted anyone else and Feliciana no longer believed in fairy tales.

Their grandfather passed away at the beginning of fall.

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"Just in that moment the ugly little frog looked up with his sad, round eyes and pleaded: Oh, please, dear princess, only a kiss from you can break this terrible spell that was inflicted on me by a wicked with!" The blonde Belgian stopped her narrative to say in a hushed voice that her favorite part was coming and continued once again with the tale. "And the beautiful princess was so moved by his desperate plea that she stooped down," She started mimicking the character's movements. "-and picked up the slippery creature, leaned forward, raised him to her lips," A few girls laughed at her kissing face. "And kissed that little frog." She winked.

Lovina only yawned while Feliciana lightly hit her elbow to make her pay attention to their friend.

The young lady was now standing up and swirling around the room. "Then the frog was transformed into a handsome prince! They were married and lived happily ever after. The end!" She stopped swirling and bowed to the handclaps of the young ladies in the room. Some were asking her to tell more, but she denied it with a twinkly smile. The girls were then sent to bed and all started moving towards the door in a happily manner. Only the Italian girls and the Belgian remained in the room.

Feliciana was, as always, the first to say something. "That was a wonderful story, Bella! You're a great storyteller!"

Bella smiled and hugged Feliciana smiling widely. "Thank you, Feli!"

The other girl, however, was scowling at nothing in particular.

"Is everything okay, Lovi?" Bella asked in a worried way. The girl had been awfully quiet the whole night.

"Tsch, don't call me that, blondie. That story was shit." Ignoring her sister's plea to be polite, she continued. "I would ever, ever, ever I mean never kiss a frog. Yuck!"

Bella let go off Feliciana and smiled mischievously. "Is that so?" She quickly picked up a frog doll that was thrown in the floor. "Here comes your prince charming, Lovi." She stuck it in front of the Italian's face. "Come on, kiss it!"

"NO!"

"Yes, yes!"

Lovina fell from her chair with a disgusted look on her face while blushing horribly. "No! No! No!" She continued shouting from the flood while the other girls laughed. After getting her breath back – after all, Lovi could be so cute! – Bella smiled down at her and gave her a hand.

"I would kiss a frog."

That remark visibly surprised both Italian girls and they looked at the Belgian teen. Bella was smiling, but for once, in a serious manner as she stared at the girls. Suddenly she started laughing as it was all a joke and skipped in front of them.

"I would kiss a hundred frogs if I could marry a prince and be a princess!"

Lovina scoffed almost immediately and glared at the older girl.

"Are you stupid? Do you think it all works that easily?" As she earned stares, Lovina blushed once more and glared at both in a half effective way. "A-And romance is stupid anyway!"

Feliciana and Bella quickly crowded her as they started asking if she had anyone in mind, but the Italian soon denied it all. Since her blush wasn't helping her current predicament, Lovina decided to change subject.

"I- it's not like I'd have the time for that crap, okay? B- Big chefs don't have time for this!"

Lovina and Feliciana instantly stopped. The elder Italian sister was mentally slapping her self for letting out such a thing while the younger could only stare in awe at her. Feliciana flashed a big smile and hugged Lovina, despite the other's complaints. Bella only stood in awe while watching the sisters.

"Ve! Sorella, I'm so happy for you! You still want to become a chef and follow nonno's dream?"

Lovina considered lying so she could escape of this embarrassment, but seeing Feliciana so happy and giddy made her unable to do so. This was the happiest Lovina had seen her sister in a long time. A year since their grandfather passed away and they started living provisory at this orphanage until Bella's brother came to pick her up to live in the Southern part of the country; and Feliciana had never smiled so brightly. As a fact, neither had Lovina, but it's not like she smiled as much even when they were on happier times. Lovina hugged Feliciana back in an urge of sensitivity. Feliciana just uttered another happy "Ve!" and hugged her sister back.

In an abrupt movement, Lovina pushed her sister away and glared, blushing, at Bella. The Belgian teenager was an older friend – or probably the closest thing to one that Lovina ever had – who was, at moments, very perceptive. While watching the display of affection between the sisters, she only stood smiling while looking at them. It wasn't the usual smirk or a too happy smile, but a sweeter one. The contrast with her brother was incredible: he came from Netherlands, they heard; and, in all the photos they saw, he was never smiling. Lovina was slightly scared to meet him, but Feliciana was her usual chirpy self, naïve and unafraid of everything. This, along other reasons, always made Lovina rethink any plan she might have.

Even if Bella was kind and the orphanage was quite confortable even though some called it strict – they were already used to cooking and cleaning since they were little – the young Italian always felt like she was wasting time. She had already lost a year after her grandfather had died and she decided to give up on their dream in the face of circumstances. But it was to no avail: every moment she would mention food or just see a dish of pasta she would remember their family's plan.

Whenever she was asked what she'd like to do or who she'd become, it was always the same instantaneous answer. After one year of worthless dialogues with herself – some in which Feliciana caught her in and the next moments were quite embarrassing – Lovina decided to stop lying to herself and accept her dream; her impossible, unreachable and perfect dream.

"Ve, it's so rare to see Sorella this happy!" Feliciana said as she tried to get another hug, only to be hit square in the face.

While Bella was laughing and Feliciana softly whining, Lovina tried to stay away from those two crazy girls and stood next to the window. She glanced out the window to a breathtaking view. Today was a new moon day, but it shone just as it would normally do. The source of such light, she discovered, was a very bright star, far away. She was so entranced by the beautiful star; Lovina didn't realize the other girls were now standing next to her.

"Oh, what a pretty Stella! It's so bright and beautiful, look at the contrast of the color-" Lovina stopped listening to Feliciana as she started rambling about the artistic aspects of the star – it was just a fucking start, for Christ's sake! – Bella's comment brought the Italian back from her thoughts.

"You know what? We should wish on that star!" The Belgian said excitedly. She was met with one pair of disbelieving eyes and another full of excitement.

"Yes! Yes, we should do that! Let's, Sorella, let's!" Feliciana was now literally jumping and Lovina distanced herself even more from the duo.

"Ugh, no. If you want to wish on a Stella, fine, do it. But don't involve me in those childish things."

"Quit acting like an oudge, Lovi!" The Italian frowned at the nickname. "I'm older than you are, and I still believe in fairytales! Hey, why don't we do it just like in the tale, girls?"

"Oh, la principessa e il ranocchio?" At Bella's confused phrase and Lovina's clear lack of assistance, Feliciana reworded it in English. "You mean the tale of the Princess and the Frog?"

The Belgian smiled brightly and nodded. "Yep! Why don't we wish on that star? We'll wish it with all of her hearts and be true to ourselves!"

"Tche, and then what, we dress as fucking little princess and dance around the room looking like total idiots? Or do you mean we meet prince charming and share the magical kiss with your one true love?" Lovina made sure to punctuate every single word filled with sarcasm. "Or maybe-"

"Sorella, stop."

Feliciana's voice – or rather, her face – was what made the older Vargas sister stop talking. Feliciana was for once serious and more than that, she was hurt. And it was because of Lovina's big mouth. Damn. Learning her lesson, Lovina kept quiet and after a few tense seconds, Feliciana was back to smiling and Lovina was silently soothed.

The younger Vargas girl turned back to the slightly output Belgian and smiled kindly at her. Even if Feliciana didn't believe in fairy tales as much as she did before, someone would have to, right? After all, Nonno always said she was the one with the positive look on life and Feliciana pretended to keep that quality her Nonno loved so much.

"I'm sorry Bella, you were saying?"

After a bit of hesitation, the older girl continued a bit less energetic than before. "W- Well, we could wish upon a star, but do it very carefully and think only of your wish, okay?" She eyed Lovina before turning back to Feliciana.

"And, again, why would I want to wish upon a star? This type of crap is for kids. It's not like the star can grant every single wish, y'know."

"That's right." The serious remark from Feliciana made Lovina look at her sister. "It's true, you can't expect the star to grant your wish just like that." Feliciana turned back to Lovina with a smile. "The star can only take you part of the way. The rest is up to you. Remember what Nonno said?"

Absolutely baffled, Lovina sighed loudly and said very carefully, to avoid another stupid blush. "If you're asking so much, then I guess I'll join this crap, dammit."

Feliciana and Bella smiled at the frustrated Italian and held hands with her.

"Come on, girls, wish upon a star!"

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She could remember that day as it was yesterday. She and Nonno had just finished their newest recipe – a special flavored pasta dish – and decided to commemorate. Feliciana joined them a bit later after reporting they had finished her masterpiece, to which Lovina scoffed and their grandfather praised her a little more than necessary. If it wasn't for cooking, Lovina was sure she probably envied her sister – but only the tiniest bit – because of Feliciana's obvious talent in almost everything… aside being brave. Though that didn't count much for Lovina either.

They were eating the delicious pasta and talking about each person's day. At one moment during the meal, however, their grandfather had a remark.

"You know the thing about good food, nipotes? It brings folks together from all walks of life and it warms them right up and it puts little smiles on their faces. And when I open up my own restaurant, I tell you, people are going to be lined up for miles around, just to get a taste of my food."

"Our food!" The girls reminded him, Lovina while kicking him and Feliciana slightly whining.

Nonno only laughed good-naturedly and hugged both girls, albeit a bit awkwardly while sitting.

"That's right, girls. Our food."

Those words marked Lovina forever.

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Wishing on a star was probably stupid, but Bella did have a point. In the end, it was all up to you. It wasn't a far away star that would make her wish come true, it would be Lovina herself that would do it, dammit. The young girl breathed in and closed her eyes. The star would take her halfway there and the rest was up to her. Lovina allowed herself a little smiled as she imagined her dream in vivid and bright colors. The rest was up to her.

Vocabulary:

Nonno – Grandfather in Italian and Nipote – granddaughter in Italian.

Sorella – Sister in Italian

Stella – Star in Italian.

Oudge – Dutch for old woman.

A/N: I loved the original movie and thought about doing a little homage in my own way. That said, here comes a much more realistic – grumpy and badmouthed – heroine in the roles of a frog/princess! Next chapter Lars, Elizaveta, the Bad Friends Trio and England finally appear! I hope to see you all in the next chapters of this adventure as well!

Fieldings aka LovelyToMeetYou