"Hey hey papa! Can I have some-" That voice. . . . .

"Hey hey mama! Hey hey mama! I can still remember the taste of-" Isn't that. . . . . .

". . . . That we ate long ago! Draw a circle, that's the earth! Draw a circle, that's the earth! Draw a circle, that's the earth!" That is. . . .

"I am Hetalia!" It was Italy. You could tell it was him from a mile away.

Italy looked down. He pushed a little. He seemed worried.

"Please wake up. Please, please, please! You aren't dead are you. . . . . ?" Italy pleaded. Germany heard Italy's voice. Italy looked like he was going to cry. Germany opened his eyes, he felt weak. He looked up to see the Italian staring at him. He sat up but felt his uniform slip off. Ugh, did Italy try to take his clothes off or something? Italy was suddenly in a shock (OMIGOSH :U I WONDER WHY.) . Germany was flummoxed.

"Italy. . . . . ?" Germany asked.

"You know me? I don't remember you. A-and. . . . . . " Italy covered his eyes, "Veeee~"

"Uh?. . . . . ." Germany looked down. And there they were. Two lovely breasts. (Bu~ .) And there was nothing on them so anyone could see it! (Perverts.) Germany was shocked and, did what most anime characters would do if this happened, screamed and ran. (Don't worry Germany's arm was covering the breasts!)

Italy uncovered his eyes. He looked down. He started to talk to himself.

"Veeeee~ . . . . . That girl looked like- . . . . ." Italy realized. He didn't do anything for a moment. He was very shocked at this. He suddenly got up and ran. Oh Italy, you are actually being a man? Or are you deceiving us?

Germany slammed the door shut to his room. Breathing fast and heavily, Germany looked one more look to see if it wasn't his imagination. It wasn't! (Yay for gender bender) He (she?) was confused and really scared. How did this happen? Why did this happen? Did England do this? So many questions. . .

"I know who you are now." Italy said on the other side of the door, "You're. . . . . Germany's little sister that he never told me about!"

"DUNKOFF!" Germany yelled. She (Yeah officially a she now.) laid against the door and slid down on to her bottom. Italy now realized it was Germany.

"Germany. . . . . ?" Italy asked. Germany looked at her long hair. It was long. . . . . . Too long. What's going on? Germany felt like she had to throw up.

"Germany, let me in." The Italian accent made it sound cute. Germany shook her head, even though Italy couldn't see it. She didn't want to use her "new voice". Italy was silent. Germany stood up and went to her closet. None of the clothes would of fit.

"What's going on. . . . . ?" Germany whispered to herself. Italy stood there with a "Veeee~".

"Germany. Please. . . . . Let me in. . . . . I promise I won't do anything to offend you. . . . . Like saying you didn't make those sausages good." Well Italy. . . . I think you blew that! Germany grabbed the top for her uniform from the closet and put it on. Although, it didn't fit, it sagged, the sleeves were long, plus her pants didn't fit so she had to pull them up a few times in awhile.

"It's not locked." Germany said sitting down on the bed. Italy opened the door and went in. Germany looked away from Italy. Italy, though, just came right to Germany and sat right down next to her!

"Germany, you are very prett-"

"Get out."

"I DIDN'T MEAN IT! WELL I DID BUT I WAS JUST TRYING TO CHEER YOU UP! PLEASE GERMANY I DIDN'T MEAN TO OFFEND YOU! I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE A COMPLIMENT! PLEASE DON'T GET MAD! DON'T PUNCH ME EITHER!" Italy continued his crying. Germany sighed and looked at Italy.

"Never mind. . . . ." Germany murmured. Italy instantly stop crying and gave a smile.

"Germany, who did this to you? Or did you get a surgery when I was gone?" Italy asked.

"I DID NOT GET SURGERY! AND IF I DID KNOW WHO DID THIS I WOULD OF BEEN BEATING THEM TO DEATH BY NOW!" Germany roared out.

'Germany is sure cute when he yells. Oh wait, should I say she now?' Italy thought.

"I'm sorry!" Italy said. The German was about ready to bite Italy. They both didn't talk for awhile. It was about 10:34 AM. Italy told Germany he'll be right back! He would make pasta for her! Great. . . . .

Italy was about to fill a pot up with water until he heard Germany's phone ringing.

Riiiiiiing.

Riiiiiiing.

Riiiiiii-.

"Veeee~? Who's this?" Italy asked picking up the phone.

"Italy?" Japan replied, "Why did you pickup Germany's phone?"

Germany decided to stop being sorry for herself (which she had all right to!) and actually help Italy. Yeah! Doing something may calm Germany down. She went into the kitchen and heard Italy talking.

"Veeee~! Japan! I-" Italy got interrupted by Germany.

"Italy? What are you doing? Put the phone down! Put the phone down!" Germany yelled.

"Italy, who is that?" Japan asked.

"Ah? Her? She's- AUGH!" Italy just received a punch to the stomach, "Veeee~. . . . . .That hurt."

"Then stop blabbering stuff that you shouldn't be talking about!" Germany said. But she sounded stressed out.

"Ummmm, Italy. . . I won't be home with you guys for awhile, that's all I called for." Japan quickly replied. Italy said okay before Germany ended the call. Oh boy, was she upset!

"You are an Idiot. Don't pickup my phone! Who ever called is probably wondering why you picked my phone up! You almost blew our cover!" Germany scolded Italy.

"It was Japan! Wait, we're not going to tell Japan?" Italy asked. Germany got silent for a moment and thought about this. Japan is part of the Axis. So it would be wise to tell him. Although, if Japan knew Germany was a girl. . . . .Would Japan actually try to force cosplays on Germany . . . . ? No. . . . Japan wouldn't. . . . . . . . . Japan would. He's just that strange enough to do it.

"I. . . . I guess. He's part of our Axis, but I think we should tell him later." Germany said turning around.

'Oh! Germany just "we" as in we both go tell Japan together! Yay! Usually Germany would just say "I" but now it's "we"!' Italy happily thought.

"What's taking you so long? Aren't you going to cook?" Germany asked.

"Germany, you not upset anymore?" Italy asked in a happy tone.

"I am upset but. . . . . being upset won't do me any good." Germany sighed.

"It's okay to be upset! Since now you are a girl it's okay for you upset! Yeah! If you wanna cry you can cry! When you're a male you can't cry! But as a female you can mostly do whatever you want!" Italy tried to cheer Germany up.

"You're a male and yet you cry." Germany shot back.

"But I'm Italian! You are German! We have different culture! Germany, you can tell me your feelings! Male or female! Please trust me! I know how to fix them. . . . . Umm, most of the time. Veeee~" Italy said. Germany didn't reply.

"You look so pretty! And when you're a male, you look so handsome!" Italy smiled before Germany could reply Italy continued, "You know, it was a little weird for me before but now it's different! I can actually say I lo-" Italy instantly stopped. Germany looked up at Italy (Yeah Italy is actually taller than Germany o_o), blushing. . . .

"Wha-. . . . .What were you going to say?" Germany asked.

". . . . . I. . . . . . I love your hair! It's so blond! You look so good in blond! Don't ever dye your hair a different color!" Italy "said".

". . . . Thanks." Germany looked down and went to the sink.

"Ah, you going to fill the pot with water?" Italy asked. Germany nodded. He went next to Germany and watched. The pot was filled up half-way. Italy was kind of surprised that Germany remembered how to make pasta.

"Ack!" Germany burnt her finger on the water.

"Germany, are you okay?" Italy asked.

"Yeah, just burnt my finger." Germany replied before getting a surprise from Italy. Right after Germany spoke, Italy took the girl's burnt finger, then placed his mouth on the tip of her finger.

"Eh?" That was all Germany could think of to say, "?" She was completely red. Italy's drool (spit?) slid down on her finger. Germany was about to punch Italy in the face when Italy spoke up.

"Does it hurt now? Ger-man-y?"

Germany looked Italy right in the eyes, "Uh. . . . ."

'Wait a minute! What's going on? Why is Italy like this? Why am I. . . . . feeling like this?' Germany thought.

"Veeee~. . . ." Italy pulled away and went to the stove, "Let's continue cooking!" Germany stood there with mixed feelings and thoughts.

Italy grabbed the bag of pasta and ripped the plastic off the bag. Germany was still just standing there. Italy continued cooking and was really happy that the pasta didn't have mold! Last time it had mold the size of Japan's palm. He turned to Germany and asked if she wanted to help him mix the pasta in the pot. Germany snapped out of her thoughts went to help. Maybe it was her imagination, well, the last time she thought that, it wasn't her imagination. Maybe she thought that Italy used his mouth when it was actually a wet hand-cloth. Yeah. . . . Keep telling yourself it's that.

'Maybe. . . .I shouldn't have done that. Veee~ I was only trying to help. I don't see though. . . . How Germany could of gotten the wrong idea.' Italy thought. She mixed the pasta slowly. Italy vee~ed here and there. They didn't talk much. Italy told Germany he'd be right back. She hoped Italy won't do anything stupid.

"Hello? Hungary are you there?" Italy called Hungary.

"Oh yes! What do you need, Italy?" She replied.

"Well. . . . Germany is actually now a girl-" Before Italy could finish Hungary gave him a shriek.

"Shut your mouth!" Hungary said, "Are you serious?"

"Yes but you have to keep it a secret!" Italy warned.

"I actually was shopping with. . . . .A friend. . . . So I don't have money on me to buy clothes." Hungary said feeling bad.

"Oh don't worry! Maybe some of your old clothes? If that's not too much. . . ?" Italy asked.

"Oh! I have some old clothes actually that I was going to throw out! I can give them to you!" Hungary smiled

"Get out of the town! Really?"

"Yes! This is great!"

Italy told Hungary to come quick before Germany finds out that he called her. Italy ended the call and quickly ran back to Germany. Although, Germany wasn't there. Italy looked around, he wasn't gone for that long. . . . . Maybe 20 minutes at the most. He then turned to see Germany sitting in a chair leaning against on the table, sleeping. Germany must of been tired. Italy ran to a closet and found a good sized blanket, he then went over and placed over her. Italy giggled.

"Veeee~ Germany is cute when he-. . .She is sleeping! Now that I think about it. . . .Germany is always cute as a girl! And so tiny! I hope Germany could stay like this forever! I wouldn't mind this!" Italy said playing with Germany's hair.


Oh~ Yes! I did it! I really wanted to skip the rests of the chapters and do a battle scene or Germany gettinng scared by a scary movie and cuddle with Italy lol! Like Germany would let me do that! Ugh, I did see a scary movie though. . . . Animal Farm. DUDE THAT SCARIED THE CRAP OUTTA ME! The Cartoon version. I didn't finish seeing the Realistic one and I'm never gonna finish it. The CARTOON VERSION AT THE END IS AAAAAAAAAUGH! I freaked out like America did with Scary movies! I was like, "OMIGOSH OMIGOSH OMIGOSH! HOLD ME!" Yeah I was really freaking out. . . .Oh Sorry. Yeah, the new chapter for "Worse than Japan's trick of pulling his thumb off" hasn't been made yet. I'm so sorry! I need more ideas. Please Review!