So, I'd like to thank those who did review on the first chapter. You're answers to the questions were quiet amusing~ Heehe~ I hope you're all ready for this badly written chapter! :D It's a bit longer than the first, thankfully.

I don't own Hetalia. If I did then UsUk would be canon. And it would pretty much rain yaoi in every episode and scene. :3

Arthur awoke to the sound of birds chirping outside and the glare of the sun shinning through the window. His head was pounding. What had he done last night? Did he get drunk again? Stretching, he sat up, scratching his lower back as he did so. His hand brushed against something soft and furry. He couldn't help but feel that something was off. He yawned, scratching his head, again feeling a bit soft fur.

Arthur's eyes snapped open. Fur? Arthur ran to the closest mirror he could find. The reflection that was presented to him was not one that pleased Arthur in the least bit. He had become a bit smaller then he already was, though that was the least of his problems. Upon his head were two blond cat-like ears that matched the color of his hair, and he could see a matching tail twitching back and forth behind him.

The scream that followed was not girly in the least bit. It was a very manly scream. Trust me. "B-bloody hell!" He turned away from the mirror, his eyes darting about the room looking for any clues as to how this had happened.

He spotted his spell book only inches away from where he had woken up. It was open. He picked it up and read what was on the page. The top of the page was labeled Humanum sicut feles. With each word that he read of the spell he became more and more sick to his stomach, the pounding in his head growing as well.

So, he had been trying to cast a spell on someone? But why? And on whom? His headache grew even more as he tried to remember.

"Arthur! Hey, you home, dude?"

Then it all came back to him. Alfred, that bloody git. Insulting Arthur's food, hiding all of his tea, making fun of his magic and his magical friends, and he dares show his face here?

"Artie!"

He was getting closer. Shit! Arthur had to find a place to hide, and quick, before Alfred saw him like this. If Alfred saw him with these cat-like features Arthur would never hear the end of it.

He could hear footsteps just outside the door now. Panicking, Arthur settled for diving underneath one of the boxes that were nearby. It's a good thing that this spell had made his a bit smaller so he could actually fit in the box.

The door squeaked as it opened.

"Dude? You here?" There was shuffling noises. Arthur held his breath. He was shaking, which made the box shake, which in turn had alerted Alfred to Arthur's presence in the room. He could hear Alfred chuckle a bit.

Hmhm. Well that's all I got for now. I'd like to take this time to say that this fic doesn't have any real plot, and that I'm just writing this as I go. So you can count on this not being anything to amazing. :/ But I do hope that you at least enjoy reading it a little bit.

Latin translation:

Humanum sicut feles - Human as cat. Correct me if I'm wrong.

Reviews are loved, and I take a lot of them to heart. Flames are accepted as well. They'll help keep me warm, since it is starting to get cold outside.

Now for more questions~

1: Why did I ask questions that could pretty much be answered from the title/summery?

2: Why does Alfred always pick on Arthur?

3: Why am I even writing this when I should be in bed sleeping?

4: Do you think Arthur gets angry over some of the silliest things?

5: Can I have a hug?