After a day full of shopping, the two countries returned to the house, both of them laughing from the stories they had told each other.
"And that's when he wet his pants, I swear!" Chechee laughed, clapping Feliks on the back. "Russia was such a baby back then. He couldn't even tie his shoelace!"
Poland laughed. "I remember that too! He like, totally couldn't do anything!"
"Ah, those were good times." Mongolia laughed, holding her bag full of new clothes. She'd had the best time there that she'd had in a while. Who knew that could be so fun? She took out her keys and opened the door to her house-
-and walked in to find Russia sitting on the couch.
Everybody froze. Russia didn't notice them for a second, until he turned around and saw them. Then he smiled.
"Privet! I didn't expect you home so early." He said, and hungrily chewed on a piece of mutton. Mongolia's jaw dropped.
"How'd you get into my house?" she said.
"Easy. You left the bedroom window open. By the way, I hope you bought new underwear, I hid all of the underwear you already had." Ivan laughed silently while Chechegtani began to fume.
"Get out of my house, Ivan. Now." She started to clench her fists, while Poland backed away slowly after dropping some of her clothes on the couch.
"Oh, but why? Don't you like my presence?" Russia stood, and as he walked over to Mongolia, Chechegtani had the sudden shocking realization that Russia now towered over her.
"N-no, I don't. Get out." Mongolia tried to size him up, but to no avail.
Russia chuckled, and started to walk out of the house. He stopped at the doorway though, and looked over his shoulder.
"This is going to be so much fun, da?" he said, and walked out with Poland, leaving Mongolia shocked. This isn't going to end well, she thought, and collapsed onto her couch, falling asleep after the long day.
Mongolia woke up to the sound of an alarm clock. She looked next to her and swore. Late for work already. She'd sent in an email yesterday morning explaining what had happened, but got no response. She quickly changed into her work clothes, fumbling with the bra a bit, but got it on eventually. Hopping in the car, Chechee drove to work in record time. She ran up the steps as fast as she could, and stopped to take a breath at the top, when her boss showed up.
"Mongolia… please don't tell me that's you." Her boss sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Heh… sorry, boss. It's me." Chechee scratched the back of her head while her boss tried to compose himself.
"I was hoping I was having a nightmare when I got your email, but apparently it wasn't. You have a lot of work to get to in there. We've got the Eastern Bloc on the line, and they all need to talk to you. Not to mention the visit."
Mongolia perked up at the last comment. "A visit from who?"
"Golden Horde, he says he wanted to check up and make sure you're still okay. I don't think he knows about your… predicament, so we need you to find England and change back. He'll be here in about a week, so you have until then."
Chechegtani gulped. "But… I don't think I can. England won't do anything I tell him, he hates me. He'd probably make me into an English woman next, or make me live with China, or worse."
"Fine then. Be a woman for the rest of your life. But don't be surprised about what could happen. Now go in there. You have calls from several people."
Chechee rolled her eyes and walked in, and sat down in her cubicle. As soon as she sat down, her phone rang. She picked it up, then sighed upon hearing the voice.
"What was brother doing in your house last night. Were you trying to seduce him, you were, I knew it. I'll kill you!" Natalia shouted over the phone.
"I'm not trying to seduce your brother, Natalia, get over it! I'm not into him!" Mongolia hung up, and the phone rang again. Picking it up, she blinked.
"What the hell happened to you, aru!" China shouted through the phone.
"England happened, Yao! What else could've happened?" She rolled her eyes and sat back against her chair.
"I don't know! But you have to change back right now, aru! It's weird!" Yao sounded so strained over the phone, Mongolia actually stopped to listen to him for once.
"I can't! He'll do something worse… wait. Is this why you called?" Mongolia asked.
"No! I called to tell you that Russia's planning something! I think he wants to try to bring you under his control now that you're off guard, aru!-" A series of explosions went off in the background. "Aiyah! Stop that, Hong Kong! You're going to hurt somebody! I'll call you back later, Mongolia." Before she could say anything, he hung up.
Russia's planning something? Is that why he was at my house? she thought. He was probably scoping out the landscape.
This was not turning out as well as she was hoping it could.
Mongolia unlocked the door of her house, coming home from work, and ready to catch a Russian if he was waiting for her. Of course, Russia wasn't there, just to spite her, and the house was empty but for her. She went into her bedroom, putting on her new evening attire. Damn, this feels weird. she thought again, just when the doorbell rang. She went up to answer it, ready for a Russian, but when she pulled open the door, it was Turkey.
"Turk? What are you doing here?" Chechegtani eyed him carefully.
"I was just coming for a visit," he said, "but if you want me to leave, I'll go."
The Mongolian blinked, obviously surprised. "Just a visit? Heh... sure. Come on in."
Sadiq scratched the back of his head and walked in. "I realized I hadn't hung around with you lately, and I wanted to change that."
"You mean, now that I'm a girl?" Mongolia blinked. Was he trying to get in her pants too?
Turkey blushed, and shook his head. "No, no! I was planning on doing this a while ago. England just... changed things up a bit."
Chechegtani laughed. "Oh really. So it has nothing to do with me being a girl?"
Sadiq smirked. "Of course not, ohoho." Maybe he isn't lying as badly as I thought. she thought, and walked into the kitchen.
"Then you won't mind eating with me? I was about to start making my stew when you came in." Mongolia raised an eyebrow, a small smile on her face.
"Sure, I wouldn't mind. I can help, if you want." Turkey scratched the back of his head.
"No, no, it's okay. I can get it done fairly quickly." And she proved this by having it done in ten minutes flat. Chechee called Turkey in, and served up some airag along with her stew. "Eat up~!" she said, and began eating the stew. A silence grew around them for a while, until Sadiq finished eating.
"Thanks for the food, Mongo!" he said, and laughed lightly. Chechee couldn't help but lightly laugh with him. They'd had their good times and bad times before, including a relationship as children. But that had been with them both as men. This was different. It was... odd, the way Sadiq was acting around her today. Almost... gentleman-like, in his own way. Mongolia would try to act lady-like to counter his attempt at seducing her, but she'd frankly much rather be herself. Which involved being blunt, as per usual.
"Sadiq, are you... feeling any different today?" she said, standing up to collect his plate.
"Different? No, I don't know what you, er, mean," the Turk lied easily.
"You're acting much more... polite than usual. It's actually quite charming." An unwanted quiet laugh escaped her lips. What on earth had possessed her to say that? Turkey was blushing a little now. What the hell is wrong with you, Mongo? she thought to herself.
"Charming? Ya think so?" The Turkish man stood up slowly, and moved behind Chechee as she started to wash the dishes. She noticed him, and wanted to stop him. But something was stopping her. Something in her subconscious. He wrapped an arm around her shoulder, and brought her around to face him. He wasn't wearing his mask. Oh god, what's happening. she thought.
"Er... yeah, I... guess." Mongolia looked up into his eyes, curiously. He was taller than her now, which frustrated her to no end. Sadiq brought her closer.
"Is there anything else you... find... about me?" he cooed, and he drew her closer. So he did come here for this... Mongolia thought, but she wondered: did she want to stop him? Ever since Turkey had broken it off with her as a child, she hadn't been able to hold down a relationship. And now, he was coming to her. What were the odds?
"I... heh... uh..." The Mongol froze, unable to speak, as the Turk brought her closer, and leaned down to whisper into her ear.
"Because I find... many things... interesting... about you..." he spoke.
And with that, he moved in and kissed her on the lips.
Crappy ending to this chapter, I know, but it's the best end I could think of. I'll be working on a lot of fics for a while, so it might be a while before this one gets updated again.
Reviews, please! 8D