Chapter 3

England's POV

Chatter filled the room as I tried to gain control; oddly enough despite the problems that everyone was facing everyone was just as chatty as they usually were during World Meeting. Only this World Meeting was different, it was exclusive to only the male nations; thankfully, it seemed that everyone was here. I had tried to go house to house and tell everyone about my mistake, but it seemed to be overwhelming as I went to their houses and found that they were either not home or refused to come out. I decided the only real way I would get to tell everyone, is if I got them all together, and then just told them. So…I sent them all a text message, and then hoped they all came, and it seemed that they all did, most of them were furious at me, pissed before I could even explain anything, but I all I could really do is tell them to settle down, and shove them in a room and hope they wouldn't kill me when I did try to explain.

I stood behind the closed door to the meeting room, counting to ten before finally entered the room. I heard as the talking quieted down, and then spiked louder than it was a few moments ago.

"Hello, everyone," I said trying to get everyone to be quiet.

"England I demand to know what happened to us!" Austria shouted. She was wearing a dark purple dress that looked similar to the outfit he usually wore, she looked similar to the same old Austria we were all used to, but different at the same time, I noticed that she did not wear her glasses like she usually did.

"Yeah what exactly did you do to us?" Switzerland shouted, I noticed, with a bit of humor, she certainly didn't look too different, though she was wearing a dress that was clearly Lichtenstein's. She also wore her signature jacket and white hat.

"If you would give me a second I could explain-"I said before getting cut off.

"OMG England, we have a problem, you turned Cuba in to a huge hairy beast!" America shouted. I looked over just in time to see America get slapped across the face.

"I'm not a monster, I'm a girl you American Asshole! Just because I'm not all tiny and skinny like you don't mean I am a monster! Now shut up before I get sensitive about my appearance!" Cuba shouted back at America. She had her regular dreadlocks held back in a ponytail, and was wearing a bikini top, just like America, and shorts with sandals, while America was wearing jean shorts and cowboy boots. America looked up at Cuba confused, rubbing her now red cheek. She was about to say something, probably stupid and snotty, but then something caught her eye over Cuba's shoulder. She ran past her and approached China.

"Whoa, China, you don't even look like you changed a bit," she shouted like an excited school girl. China glared at her. Her hair was held back in to a ponytail, like it usually was, she even wore the same clothes, the only difference was her features were a bit more feminine, and her body was smaller.

"Shut up, you ass, aru!" China shouted not in the mood.

"Aw, calm down China, you're just mad because you're a girl and that means your parents don't love," America said simply, and then began to walk way. China looked at her shocked.

"Aiya, how dare you insult my culture like that?" China shouted angrily. America chuckled.

"Aw, I'm just kidding," America said still laughing.

"I actually like being a girl," Japan said. "It's very simple, and I feel so adorable." She had a pink flower kimono on, and wore a white flower in her black hair, that looked an inch or two longer and sat there smiling cutely.

"Am I the only one who wants to go back to being a man?" Canada asked jumping into the conversation; she was wearing her normal Canada sweatshirt, jeans and sneakers. Her hair was in two pigtails, and had maple leaf pin in her hand. Kumajiro who was in her arms, looked normal, except for the red bow tied around her neck, I was guessing that meant that even Kumajiro got gender bent. She looked the same other than that.

"I want to go back to be a man. So we are on the same team, da," Russia said popping up behind Canada. Her Platinum hair was now down to her waist, she wore a winder dress that was pink and fur lined, she also wore snow boots, I couldn't help but think that I saw Ukraine wearing that same outfit once.

"Y-you're not exactly the person…I wanted…backing me off," Canada said almost as quiet as a whisper. Russia put her hand on Canada shoulder, who was now shaking.

Latvia, Lithuania and Estonia were also in the shaking; there corner in the room where they stood. Lithuania wore her normal clothes, only a green skirt rather than pants; her long brown hair was tied back in a long braid. Estonia's hair was styled nicely, only chin length, she wore very office like clothes, a sweater vest, and a button down white shirt with a straight black skirt, and black heels. Latvia, had short bronze hair tied in a cute little ponytail, and she wore a red dress, that might have been borrowed from Belarus.

"I love being a girl!" Poland shouted standing next Lithuania. "Now I can wear a skirt in public and not get judged!"Poland looked…normal, short hair, in two pigtails, pink shirt, pink plaid skirt, with hot pink pumps, and fishnet stockings. She hurried back, looking at her compact fixing her makeup, looking like a pro.

"Alright, enough with this madness!" I shouted trying to get everyone to shut up. They all quieted down, and then turned to me, only to turn their attention away seconds later, as the doors swung open and hit the wall. In walked Prussia, wearing a rather revealing outfit, her white hair so long it was down to her waist.

"No need to worry girls, I am here, and I brought more than enough sexy for everyone!" Prussia shouted walking in. I pinched the bridge of my nose, as the talking started up again.

"Hey, I don't need any of your sexy, because I have plenty right here, because I am sexy as a chic!" Demark shouted, she had her hair in small pigtails, and she was wearing a black mini skirt, black and red striped knee-high socks, and black leather boots with a red shirt, with a black tie. Norway without a word stood up, smacked Denmark on the back of the head. She was wearing her average outfit, only she had a purple shirt rather than her regular pants. Iceland watched at her side, she wore a brown business dress, black heels, and her white hair fell to the small of her back. Sealand, a girl in a cute sailor dress, laughed and nudged Korea who was sitting next to her. Korea was wearing an Asian style dress, but was too busy playing with her own boobs to notice what Sealand was trying to show him, while Hong Kong who sat next to Korea watching in horror, she had her same outfit, and had her black hair in to pigtails. I groaned really, did the simple change of a chromosome to another change their attention span so much.

"People!" I shouted. "You came here for an answer, and I am trying to give you one, if you would only listen!"They all just continued to chat aimlessly. I clenched my fist, there was way I was going to be able to contain this commotion

"Hey, everyone shut the hell up!" Germany yelled at the top of her lungs. I thanked the heavens that the change of sex did not take away Germany's way with controlling people. And she looked just as much like her old self as she sounded. She had hair just as short as it used to be, only she kept her bangs down, she wore her normal military pants, and leather combat boots with a black tank top, and dog tags around her neck. Everyone shut up, and then turned to look at her, Italy who was at her side stood up with a guilty look on her face. She was wearing a brown military dress, knee-high black socks and brown loafers, her brown hair was up in a ponytail, like most of everyone else's.

"Ve~, Germany, don't be so mean, everyone, can you please be quiet so we can listen to what England has to say," Italy said. Everyone stared at her blankly, but no one said a word, so both Italy and Germany took that as a success.

I sighed. "Alright, while I have your attention, I would like to get down to why we are all here. I am sure you all know by now that I am skilled with magic," I said before I was cut of yet again, only this time it was France, something that really shouldn't have surprised me.

"Ha, skilled at magic, your magic does more bad than it does good, you say you are so good at magic, yet it gets out of your control so easily! You are terrible with magic, the only thing that is worst than your magic skills is your cooking skill, and I have to say I would rather put up with the magic!" France shouted. She was clothed today, thank god for that. She wore a purple corset dress, which was very frilly and showed A LOT of cleavage. She wore her hair in a French bun, with purple flowers in it.

"Si, I agree with France, you aren't very good with the whole magic thing," Spain said. She looked like a women taken from the tango scene of a ballroom dancing movie. Her long brown hair fell down in waves, she had a red rose in her hair that was almost as dark as her lipstick, and she wore a red and black dress, and red stilettos.

"Oh Shut up Spanish Bastard, no one asked you!" Romano shouted sitting next to her. She looked exactly like Italy only her dress was a bit darker and she wore her hair down with a headband.

"Anyway, In order for me to fix the spell, I need to write a new spell, and this one needs to be perfect, so nothing else goes wrong," I told them.

"How long is that going to take Mr.…I mean Ms. England?" Finland asked, she wore what looked like a baby blue and white school girl outfit, and her fair hair fell to her shoulders. Sweden, who was next to her, stared at her intensely but said nothing. She wore her normal glasses, and a long purple dress, her hair fell past her shoulder.

"Um…, give me a week," I told them. And I saw as some of their faces lit up, while others looked neutral, I guess some of them didn't really mind being a female.

"For now on I want everyone to call me Amy!" America shouted.

"I have always liked the name Sakura," Japan said.

"I will be Anya, da" Russia said.

"I like Chan-Yan, aru," China shouted as everyone joined in.

"I love the name Felicia, and oooooo Germany, you can be Monika!" Italy shouted.

"Mariana is such, muy bonita," Spain said. "Romano, you can be my little Rosalia."

"Shut up you bastard!" Romano shouted blushing. I sighed and gave up, I told them what they needed to know, and that was all I needed to do, I would have the energy to control them any longer.

"I will be Jeanne, in honor of my precious jewel," France said.

"Hey Britain, you should be Alice, you look like and Alice and oh hey! Mattie, you should be Madeline or Maddie for short!" I sighed and shook my head at her enthusiasm; I would never be able to match it.

So yes I have returned, you are probably now like WTF is going on with this story, you said in the Author's notes that you were going to do one thing and then you switched it up, well I promise, I will do the rest of the story how I say I will now. Honestly I don't care too much for this story, but I will finish, I will go day by day and show what a different character is doing during their change, yes, yes that means only 7 more chapters, so stay tuned.