The Italian took a step back.
"Who are YOU guys?!" Italy gasped.
"I would like to know how you don't know!"Japan exclaimed. He folded his arms, he was confused and worried at the fact that there were two unknown females in Germany's house.
"Italy... That's I mean they're the potato and pasta." Germany explained. 'They cant be anything else. How and why would there be random girls in my guest room otherwise?' Germany thought. Japan stood there with his mouth slightly open even more confused than he was before.
"What potato and pasta? Why were you hiding food from me? I am so confused at this situation..." He asked. He scratched his head in confusion.
"I'm confused too..." Italy mumbled. The two girls just sat in the bed in horror at the fact that these 3 nations were just standing there, not realizing that neither of them had clothes on. Although they were covering their bodies as much as they could. "Oh wait... THE FOOD TURNED INTO GIRLS?!" Italy exclaimed. Germany face-palmed, ashamed that it took Italy that long to figure it out. "You're... You're girls?!..."

"Who... who are you two?..." Germany asked them. They didn't say a word.
"I don't think they're in a condition to answer any questions." Japan mumbled.
"Are you ragazze ok?" Italy asked them. Again they said nothing.
"Wait, if they were the potato and pasta then..." Germany narrowed his eyes and then widened them in horror "Oh Gott."
"What is it Germany?" Italy asked, he still hadn't figured out just exactly what was going on. Germany whispered into Italy's ear exactly what he had realized and the Italian froze. "Well technically there's nothing wrong with it-"
"Are either of you clothed right now?!" Germany shouted at them. They both recoiled, Harley was the one to shake her head. The German nodded and rushed out of the door and up the stairs, Italy and Japan following, not wanting to be stuck with two naked girls.

"... I... I can't believe this is actually happening." Harley stuttered. She didn't dare look at Leticia, and Leticia didn't dare look at her either.
"We're in Hetalia." Leticia mumbled.
"What?" Harley asked.
"We're IN Hetalia!" Leticia squealed. Harley shook with excitement, but also fear.
"I know... But what the fuck, this is sooo weird." She groaned.
"I.." Leticia giggled nervously "I can't believe this is happening, we're actually in Hetalia... We..." She was getting hysterical.
"Look calm down. It's ok." Harley whispered.
"It's not ok. We're in HETALIA." Leticia said loudly.
"I THINK WE'VE ESTABLISHED THAT." Harley screeched. She cupped her hands around her mouth and then grabbed the cover before it fell too low. "But you're right we're in Hetalia... and Germany's here."
"And Italy. And Japan and and and OMG." Leticia sank into the bed, her eyes glowing dreamily. "Mum can't tell me that I can't fancy a fictional character now!" She grinned at herself. Harley paused for a moment. Suddenly she came to the realization that they weren't at home anymore.
"Shit... Tish our mums. Heck OUR FAMILIES." She stared straight ahead fearful of what could happen to them.
"Oh God..." Leticia got up and looked at Harley, not daring to look down. "W-what do we do?..." She asked her. "I bet something awful is going to happen soon... It's always been like that in stories..."
"Well then we'll have to just make the most of what we've been given... While it lasts.." Harley sighed to herself and looked at Leticia. They both looked away from each other sadly.

Then the ears pricked, as they heard Italy screaming as he ran downstairs.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE I ALMOST ATE TWO BELLA DONNE!" The girls glanced at each other worriedly as they heard him. Soon Germany and Japan came down the stairs too, Japan headed to the living room to console with him. Germany rushed to the room and opened the door, forgetting that the girls weren't clothed. He hurriedly closed the door.
"ARGH scheiße! I'm sorry! I didn't see anything I promise... " There was silence then the girls replied.
"It's ok!"
"Yeah, it's fine."
"I have your clothes and I'm going to come in and lay them on the dresser beside the door..." Germany called. He opened the door slowly,keeping his eyes tightly shut. He places the clothes down in separate piles and hurriedly exits the room. "Ok I'm going to go.. uh.." He strained his voice. "Comfort Italy..."

"Eeeeee! He's so cute!" Leticia squealed.
"He is so precious..." Harley covered her face with one hand, trying to hide her intense blushing. "Ilovehim."
"I know..." Leticia glanced over at the clothes. and then saw a doorway, to what she hoped was the bathroom. "Okie dokie, hopefully what I'm looking at is a bathroom so... Who wants to get into their clothes first?" They both looked at each other in silence.
"I don't know man..." Harley answered.
"Ok then I'll go in the maybe bathroom, and you close your eyes. Hide your face in your pillow or something" Harley decided to shove her face into her pillow. Germany had labeled their clothes before placing them on the dresser for some reason. Quickly Leticia grabbed her clothes pile, rushed into the bathroom and shut the door. Leticia called out to Harley, telling her she could get dressed.

Harley got up and headed to the dresser. She felt like she was being watched although the nations were all in the living room and Leticia was behind the door. 'It's just paranoia... Just that.' She picked up her clothes, sighing and shaking her head. 'Of course he folded them...' She smiled to herself. How anyone could mistake him for a rude and angry person was beyond her. He had even left boxers for the girls to wear. She began putting the clothes on, but she soon realized something. They were too big. Germany must have have been worrying so much that he didn't even consider their heights compared to his. Harley was about his shoulder height, Leticia just reaching his mouth.
"Harley..." Leticia called.
"I know!" She called back. 'They're way too big...' She thought to herself. She began to blush intensely as the more she tucked the shirt in the baggier it looked. She noticed two belts on the dresser and grabbed one for Leticia. "Tish he left us belts! I'm holding one out for you..." Leticia slowly opened the door and grabbed the belt.
"Grazie!" She closed the door. ' You're welcome' Harley thought. She proceeded to try and tuck the clothes in, and she put on the belt that had been left for her. She looked a little better now. She was wearing a huge shirt, with a tank top underneath which was tucked into the trousers that she was wearing. She had large socks on too. Leticia knocked on the door. "Are you ready?" She asked her.
"Yes." Harley answered.

Leticia walked out of the bathroom wearing almost exactly the same attire, just with different colours and she was wearing a t-shirt rather than a shirt. They looked at each other, Leticia almost burst into a fit of giggles.
"You look adorable!" She giggled.
"Ditto."
"These clothes are seriously big though... Germany is so huge!" Leticia turned to look at herself.
"Was he really in such a hurry to get us clothes, that he didn't even bother to get Italy's or something? They would have fit better at least." Harley questioned.
"Well maybe he didn't want to keep us waiting for clothes, or something?..." Leticia shrugged and Harley sighed.
"Whatever, let's just go meet them in the living room, wherever that is. Oh wait there are shoes down here..." Germany had left them military boots. "Typical.." She smiled again, 'He's so cute wow...' Leticia picked up a pair.
"Let's just hope they're not too big..."
"You'll probably fit into them better than I can." Harley looked unimpressed. She had a problem with her height, always wanting to be taller than she actually was.
"Don't worry!~" Leticia slipped the boots on, they were an almost perfect fit, just a little bigger than she anticipated. Harley put on the other pair, which were a little smaller, so they weren't as loose as she anticipated.
"I bet these are Italy's." 'How he had time to get Italy's boots and not his clothes I'll never know.' She thought. "Come on.." She said this as she tied up the lace. "Let's go into the corridor."

They both left the room and headed to the what they assumed was the living room on the opposite side. There were 3 other entrances from the corridor each leading to either the kitchen or the living room. They both kept their voices as quiet as possible.
"His house is... big." Harley stuttered. They looked around, it had a calm sort of feel to it, like you could lay down on the floor and be perfectly comfortable anyway.
"It's really pretty!" Leticia's eyes sparkeled. "I think the living room is that side... I vaguely remember a sofa as Feli- I mean Italy ran past."
"Then lead the way!"
"Huh?!" Leticia looked at Harley with a look of confusion.
"Well you know where we're going better than I do, dummkopf!" Harley loudly whispered.
"... Rude." Leticia looked hurt. Although she often called her friends names, she was always surprised when someone insulted her back.
"... I know... I'm sorry it's just..." Harley looked down, and Leticia placed her hand on her shoulder.
"Too much to take in?" She asked.
"Yeah.. I mean I've tried to stay as calm as possible so far..." Harley told her.
"I know, I know" She patted her and then hugged her. "Let's just go. I'll lead the way..." She led the way into living room. Leticia stopped just before they entered. The nations were having a conversation.

"Holy scheiße..."
"You really should stop saying that..." Japan told Germany.
"What else can I say?" Germany put his hands on his head. "I just can't understand WHY this is happening..."
"Well, it must be shocking because you haven't even done your hair or gotten dressed yet..." Japan looked at Germany with a concerned look on his face. " You have brushed your teeth I hope?" He asked him
"Ja I did, before I tried to eat that potato... Girl..."

"Oh it's shocking for HIM is it?!" Harley whispered angrily.
"Shhh!" Leticia whispered abck. They continued to listen to their conversation. Italy after being silent for awhile spoke up.
"Guys?" The other two looked at him. "What are we going to do with them?" The girls looked at each other, with alarmed looks on their faces. "I mean we can't take them to the meeting tomorrow... Can we?"
"OH schieße... I forgot about the meeting!" Germany stood up quickly. "Schieße!" He shouted again. He started pacing around the living room, repeatedly saying the word Scheiße over and over again in his head.
"I'm sure we could just leave them outside the meeting room." Japan shrugged.
"BUT WHAT IF SOMEONE ASKS THEM WHO THEY ARE?!" Germany stopped, as he shouted at Japan, who looked taken aback slightly.
"Maybe we could go early and sneak them underneath the table!" Italy's face lit up at his idea, Germany turned to look at him.
"Italy... DO YOU KNOW HOW RISKY THAT IS?!"
"I'm just trying to help..." He looked down, stopped in his tracks and glanced over at Italy, realizing that he needed to stop stressed.
"I'm sorry Italy... Japan… I just... Don't know what to do... This is all so weird…" He held his face in his hands. The two girls looked at each other with worry. They decided to walk into the living room having heard enough, they both pretended to have not heard anything.
"H-hi..." They both said.

The three men looked at them, their mouths hanging open, with surprise.