Alfred woke up with the feeling of a rough tongue licking his face. He laughed and it stopped. He opened his eyes. Looking around he saw he was the only one back to his real form. Everybody was still asleep, but the Russian Blue, who went back to washing his face. He hugged the cat and said "Ivan, I need to get dressed before anybody else gets up." He finished dressing as a red fox walked into the room. "Iggy?"

The fox glared at him.

"That's Iggy all right." He laughed to the cat in his lap. He put the cat on the table, which meowed at him, unhappily. "Look, there's a badger right over there, with a bird on its head." Ivan ignored him as he snuck up on the badger and pulled its tail. The badger woke up and turned into Gilbert, who swore in German loudly until a German Shepherd barked at him. Gilbert dressed, muttering under his breath as several cats hissed at Ludwig, who just barked again. Alfred, laughing like a maniac, picked up several stacks of clothes, made sure he picked up the right cat, and walked from the room, the fox and two polar bears following him. All but one polar bear and Alfred went into stalls, three voices asking for their clothing.

The four returned to the conference room. Most of the nations were up and dressed. A stork flew at Alfred, attacking him viciously. A giant panda sat and watched. "Ivan?" Arthur asked, seeing the expression on the larger nation's face.

Alfred sank to the floor. "Ukraine. Please help?" He cried as the female nation approached him, trying to capture the stork with a Belarusian flag.

"Natalya! Please stop!" She sobbed. Then a large orange paw knocked the bird from the air. "Ivan! Don't attack your sister!"

Natalya, shocked, transformed and was instantly covered by the large flag her sister was holding. Alfred glanced up to see a Siberian tiger standing over him. He sat up and put his arms around it, feeling the growl it released. "It's okay, Ivan," he whispered, burying his face in the fur. He released the tiger and picked up Ivan's coat, putting it over him as he transformed back also. Ivan pulled the coat closer to him, as Natalya shrieked at him in Russian. The reply was quiet, eventually the voices grew louder. Then a goat, an ibex actually, came flying out of nowhere, butting the siblings. Alfred caught Ivan, and Natalya fell into her sister's arms. The ibex retreated to the piano.

"Austria?" Arthur said, surprised. Roderich transformed, Elizabeta helping him keep covered, glaring at Gilbert. A pair of Italian wolves shifted around him, helping also.

Arthur went to the podium. "Roderich, if you would please get dressed. You too, Ivan. Feliciano, Lovino, Yao, Frog, please return to your normal forms."

A weasel glared at him, morphing into Francis. "Angleterre."

"Get dressed!"

Francis did, grumbling, as the giant panda exited, followed by the two wolves. Before too long everybody was in their original forms and Arthur was happy.

"Now, it's time for your first magic lesson."

Everybody groaned.

"Alfred, come here."

Alfred walked up.

"We're going to learn to summon fire."

Heracles, Matthew and Ivan sighed, holding out one hand.

"Hold out one hand, like you see Alfred doing. Good, now close your eyes. Close your eyes, Prussia. I see your eyes open, still. Gilbert, close your bloody eyes! Thank you. Now think about a burning fire. Open your eyes."

Alfred was holding a blue flame.

"How do you do that?" Antonio asked, impressed. The fire in his palm was a little spark.

"Alfred, don't show off!"

"Doitsu." Ludwig turned to Feliciano, the fire in his palm reaching his chin. "AHHHH!" Italy ran and hid behind Hungary. "Holy Roman!"

"Italy, that's Germany." She said.

"Sorry, Italy." He inspected the Italian's palm. There was no fire.

"I can't do it, Doitsu."

"Remember when you, Japan and I used to roast marshmallows? Think of that."

Italy had a small fire going before too long. "Nihon, look, I did it!"

"Very good, Italy-kun."

Suddenly the room's temperature rose drastically.

"YAO!"

"Ai ya! I'm sorry, aru!"

Alfred frowned, putting Yao's fire out with a well-placed rain storm.

"If you keep doing that, they will never learn. GILBERT! What are you doing?"

Gilbert was shaping his fire into a bird. It flew out of his hand and around the room twice. All stared as it vanished. "I'm awesome!" Gilbert shouted.

"Note to self, Gilbert is a fire mage. Alfred, do you mind walking around trying to find what everybody's specialties are? Everybody, listen up! Gilbert, go sit in the corner until I call for fire mages. Greece, Canada, I need you to stand by that wall and wait until I need wild mages. I'm the only dark mage that I know of here so far and Alfred is the only weather mage here so far."

"Weather mage?" Alfred asked.

"Most mages are limited to one element of the weather, like Gilbert over there. Very few can control all aspects like you."

"Ivan is a limited weather mage." Alfred said suddenly. "His is the wind, and is strongest in winter."

"Air mage? Brilliant. Can you feel any more limited weather mages?"

"You and Natalya are dark mages. Gilbert, Romano, Yao and Elizabeta are fire mages. Ludwig is a fire and water mage."

"Fire and water?"

Gilbert stared at Alfred as he said "Yes, he is primarily water but he was fire in his younger days. Roderich and Kiku and Ukraine are water mages. The three Baltics are wind mages also."

"Thank you, Alfred. We met back here tomorrow."

"Wait, Feliciano is a light mage."

"Still, we meet back here tomorrow for our next lesson."