England turn into a dark alleyway and use magic to teleport himself back to the house he share with his brothers. He landed in the middle of the living room as they are watch the telly and gave them all a fright.
"Bloody hell, England! Don't do that!" Wales hold his hand over his heart as he calm himself.
"Sorry about that, Brother Dear~" He smiled as skip up to his room to change, the clothes that he is wearing is too big for his small body and too dark for his taste.
"So what are you doing back so early? I thought you wanted to live like a human?" Scotland asked as he followed his little brother upstairs.
"Oh it was awful! I was placed in an abusive home and would have died many times if it wasn't for my magic!" England isn't bothered by Scotland's stare as he take off his clothes and put on a set of brightly coloured clothes he had used his magic to fit him. "It seems that my magic was sick of bringing me back from death's door and returned my memories to me early." He look into the mirror as he straighten his bow tie.
"Well I'm glad you're back. We were so worried about you, the reincarnation spell wasn't made for countries." Scotland said as he walk up to England and knee down as he can hug his brother from behind. "We wasn't sure we'll see you again..."
"Worry not, Dear Brother. I have no intention of casting that spell again." England gently pat his brother's arm.
"Well you shouldn't have cast it in the first place." He sigh softly before standing up. "I'm glad you're back where you belong, Brother."
"As am I, Brother." England smiled as he turn around and hug Scotland. "It is good to be home and with family again."
"Perhaps you'll keep this experience in mind the next time you're bored." Wales said from the doorway with Ireland next to him. "You should try opening a bakery again instead of trying to live a human life."
"And where are our hugs?" Ireland demanded as he hold his arms out.
England laughed as he let go of Scotland and give Ireland and Wales a hug. "I will keep that in mind, Brother Wales." He grin widely. "Oh we should open a family bakery! It'll be so fun!"
"I love you and all but running a bakery isn't my thing." Ireland shrug his shoulders and stuff his hands into his pocket.
"Don't look at me, I have my hands full with my pets." Wales hold his hands up.
England turn to Scotland and give him sad puppy dog eyes. "Scotland..." He whimper softly.
Scotland sigh softly as he run his hand through his pinkish red hair. "Don't give me that look, you know that I know nothing about running a bakery and you're still too young to be running a bakery."
England pout. "Fine...I'll find something else to do..." It is going to be so boring and he can't wait until he is back to his original age. Maybe he'll go visit America and Canada, he hasn't seen them in years and he wonder how they are doing.
