Seeing Everything

Ch.3

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia.

The week passed by slowly, but now it was finally Friday and Prussia couldn't be happier. Every day during this week when Prussia would walk into the meeting room someone would ask him where England was. Prussia could never tell them that England was a cat so he would always lie and say that England was sick. Of course when Prussia would tell them that a few nations thought maybe they should drop by England's house to check up on the British nation. Prussia would always have to come up with some sort of reason as to why they couldn't come visit.

He would usually tell them that England shouldn't be disturbed because he needed his rest or England didn't want any visitors because he didn't want anyone else to get sick. That was usually all he needed to say to stop anyone from going over to England's house. However, besides lying to all of the nations about England's condition Prussia also had to keep on refusing to go out drinking with Spain and France.

Luckily, they didn't ask to many questions but the white haired man knew that his friends thought it was really strange that Prussia wouldn't hang out with them. Strangely enough they didn't ask him if he wanted to go out today, but Prussia left the meeting room before they could ask him so it was possible that he just missed them. Well, whatever the case me be he was happy that the last meeting of the week was over.

'Hopefully England will be back to normal by the time the Next World Meeting happens.' Prussia thought as he walked up to England's house.

Prussia opened the door to the large mansion and walked in before he slammed the door shut behind him.

"I'm back!" Prussia called out as he stuffed England's house keys back into his pocket.

A few seconds after Prussia said this the white and orange puffball that was England raced into the room and went right over to Prussia. Sitting on the cat's back was Gilbird, and seeing the little yellow bird riding a cat of all things made the red eyed man chuckle a little. Amazingly enough Gilbird and England got along rather well, and Gilbird had taken up the habit of using England as a mode of transportation. Once the cat had made it over to Prussia Gilbird flew off the cat's back and quickly flew up to Prussia's head. England started to rub up against Prussia's legs while Gilbird landed on Prussia's head and made himself comfortable.

Prussia leaned down and picked the cat up before he started walking toward the living room.

"Did you miss me?" Prussia asked the green eyed cat.

England didn't reply he just purred and gently bumped his head against Prussia's head. Prussia just chuckled a little before he sat down on the couch and placed the feline down on his lap. The cat lied his head down and promptly tried to fall asleep. Prussia grabbed the remote and turned the TV on before he started to search for something to watch. Prussia was just going to watch TV for the rest of day, but of course this was not meant to be. After ten minutes had passed by the doorbell rang. Prussia sighed as he grabbed England and put him down on the couch.

England didn't seem happy to have been moved, but he didn't bother trying to get back over to Prussia. The white haired nation hauled himself off the couch and walked over to the front door. When Prussia opened the door he was surprised to see Spain and France standing there.

Prussia started to grin as he said "Hey, what are you guys doing here?"

"We have come to take you out to go bar hoping." Spain answered cheerfully.

"You haven't gone out with us all week, and we should at least go out together once before we all go home tomorrow." France said.

Prussia started to frown as he said "I don't know if I should….."

France just shook his head and said "Oh come on it's just for one night."

Prussia mentally debated over rather he should go out or not. England was fine being left at home, and Prussia did want to go and hang out with his friends.

He debated it for a while before he finally said "Alright, let's go out."

Spain smiled a little before he asked "Do you want to tell England that you are going out?"

"Uh, yeah I'll go tell him now." Prussia said nervously.

His friends didn't seem to notice his nervousness as they both stepped into the house.

"I'm going to use the bathroom first." France said as he walked deeper into the house.

"You know were the bathroom is?" Prussia called out.

"I know where it is it's not like this is the first time that I have been in this house." France said as he disappeared around a corner.

"I'll wait right here." Spain said as he closed the door and leaned up against the wall.

Prussia nodded before he went upstairs. He quickly walked over to England's bedroom door and turned right around and started walking right back to where Spain was waiting. He felt a bit ridicules doing this all, but he had to keep up the charade and make sure that no one figured out that England wasn't really sick. As he headed down the stairs he was little confused to see that Spain was kneeling down at the ground.

"Here kitty, kitty, kitty." Spain called out softly.

Prussia looked over at what Spain was looking at only to see that England was standing a little ways away from Spain. The orange and white cat was just staring the Spanish nation as if he wasn't sure if he should go over to the brown haired nation or not. Once Prussia was standing next to Spain the green eyed nation looked up at Prussia and smiled.

"I didn't know England had a cat." Spain said.

"He just got him last week." Prussia said quickly.

"What's his name?" Spain asked.

Prussia completely blanked out on this question. Shoot, what should England's cat name be? Gilcat? No, that would be something Prussia would call a cat not England. Spot? No, that name was way to common and plain. Prussia latterly sat there in silence for a whole there minutes trying to come up with a name. After thinking about it he finally came up with a name.

"Iggy." Prussia said.

Spain looked at him at slight confusion and Prussia just looked at the cat before he said "The cat's name is Iggy."

Spain gave Prussia a strange look before he looked back over at the cat.

"I wouldn't think England would name his cat that." Spain said.

Spain turned his attention back to the cat, and Prussia just mentally gave a sigh of relief. Iggy was something that America would occasionally call England, but England hated it when America called him Iggy. Almost all of the nations knew that America would sometimes call England Iggy. Spain knew it too, but other than thinking that the name was strange Spain wasn't really questioning why England would call his pet Iggy. Prussia watched as Spain continued to try and coax England over to him, and after trying for five minutes England finally walked over to Spain.

Spain started to grin as he reached out and scratched England behind the ears. England started to purr and Spain chuckled as he picked the cat up.

"He's a pretty nice cat." Spain commented.

"He's pretty friendly to everyone." Prussia said.

As Spain studied the cat he chuckled as he said "The cat looks like he has huge eyebrows, it's almost like they are taking over his face."

England shot Spain a glare and quickly whacked Spain's nose with his paw, but he kept his claws seethed so Spain wouldn't get hurt. Spain just chuckled as started to pet the cat. Prussia was about to say something, but he fell silent when he heard someone walking toward them. Spain and Prussia looked away from the cat only to see that France was walking toward them. France looked confused when he saw the cat, but Spain just smiled.

"England got a cat." Spain said as he held the cat out toward France.

"I didn't know that he had a cat." France said as he walked toward Spain.

England just stared at France with wide eyes, and he started to wiggle a little in Spain's grip. France reached out to pet the cat, but right when France's hand got close to the cat England started to hiss. His fur started to stand on end and he unsheathed his claws and quickly tried to scratch France. France quickly yanked his hand away, and Spain quickly placed the cat down on the ground so that he wouldn't get hurt. England backed away from France and let out a harsh slightly scary sound that sounded like a combination between a hiss and a growl.

The cat then raced down the hallway and disappeared from sight. The whole time he was running England was hissing, and they could still here England throwing a fit even once he was gone from view. Once the cat was gone the three nations just sat there in silence. Gilbird made a few worried cheeping sounds before he flew off of Prussia's head and went flying after England. Once the little yellow bird had disappeared around the corner they could hear Gilbrid make a bunch of frantic chirping noises.

Then the bird fell silent, but just as Prussia started to get worried England peaked out from behind the corner and sitting on the cat's head was Gilbird. The cat glared at France before it hissed at him. Once he was done hissing he disappeared from view yet again. The three nations just stood there and waited to see if the cat would show up again. When the cat didn't show up France just turned and looked at Prussia.

"What was that all about?" The French nation asked.

Prussia didn't answer he was too busy thinking about what England just did. Even with the mind of a cat England still seemed to hate France. It was almost funny, but seeing the normally calm cat freak out so much kind of sucked the humor right out of the situation.

Spain just looked at France and said "Wow France even England's cat doesn't like you."

"Are you sure that cat isn't always like that?" France asked.

"He was pretty friendly to me and Prussia said the cat actually likes people." Spain answered.

"I don't believe you." France deadpanned. Prussia just sighed before he said "I need a drink."

Eager to put the crazy cat moment behind them France looked at Prussia and quickly said "I hear the Fire Dragon Pub has good wine."

"As long as there is alcohol I don't care where we go." Prussia said.

The three nations quickly left the house and got into France's car, and once they were in the car France started up the car and drove away from the house. As they drove Prussia sighed and looked out the window. He couldn't wait until they got to the pub. Prussia was looking forward to hanging out with his friends and getting the chance to forget the crazy situation that he was in even if it was only for a short amount of time….

England was not a happy cat that was obvious to everyone. His tail was flicking back and forth and the little orange and white cat was pacing around the living room. Gilbird had left his perch on England's head and instead decided to sit on the couch. The little bird watched as England paced about the room. The bird made no move to try and stop the cat, but that suited England just fine.

For reasons England could not explain he really didn't like Prussia's blond haired friend. He didn't know the guy, but for some reason the guy just annoyed England. Also, whenever he looked at the guy the word frog came to his mind, but England didn't know why he always thought of that word when he looked at the blue eyed man. It was possible that England had met the man before in the past, but the cat honestly couldn't remember. His memory of his past was nonexistent at best, and any attempts to remember his past just gave him a headache.

His first true memory was waking up in the basement with Prussia. He also remembered Prussia saying something about magic and transforming or whatever, but to be honest England hadn't been really paying attention to what Prussia was saying at the time. Also, he never understood what Prussia was talking about when he started babbling about transformations, so whenever Prussia started to talk about the subject England would just tune him out.

However, for as much as England didn't remember (or understand) their was one thing that he did know. For some reason England knew who Prussia was. When he first woke up in the basement and looked at Prussia he knew right away who the man was.

However, how England was connected to the man was a mystery. England stopped pacing and looked down at the ground at the thought of the white haired man. The man was so kind to him, and he took care of England. Just thinking of the man made England calm down a little. He didn't know what his connection with Prussia was, but he didn't think it mattered. As of right now Prussia cared for him, and England liked him enough that he had claimed the man as his own and any cat that crossed Prussia's path would know that he belonged to England.

The little orange and white cat shook his head and looked up from the floor. He really shouldn't be so angry the blue eyed man was gone now and Prussia would be back eventually. This thought cheered the cat up immensely and the little cat decided that he should just go upstairs and take a nap in one of the many bedrooms that the house had. However, just when England reached the doorway he started to feel dizzy. He tried to shake it off, but that just caused him to become even dizzier.

The dizziness soon turned into a headache and it only took a few seconds for the small headache to get even worse. To add onto England's sudden problem his whole entire body started to hurt so badly that it caused the cat to collapse. England could hear Gilbird letting out worried cheeps, but he didn't care. The cat just let out a loud pain filled yowl before he finally passed out….

Gilbird didn't know what to do. Once minute England was perfectly fine and the next minute the cat was yowling in pain and passing out. Gilbird was standing near the cat and just staring at him. The poor bird didn't know what he should do. Prussia was gone so the bird couldn't go and get him to help. Even if he could the bird didn't know what his red eyed master would be able to do.

The bird just stood there and stared at the cat, but after a few minutes had passed England started to glow with a soft white light. The light started to grow brighter and brighter, and Gilbird could see that England seemed to be changing shape. Eventually the light grew so bright that Gilbird had to close his eyes, but after five minutes had passed by the light finally went away.

Gilbird opened his eyes and stared at England. England had transformed, but unfortunately he hadn't turned back to normal. The little bird huffed a little before it sat down on the floor next to England. Prussia wasn't going to be happy when he saw this…..

When Prussia finally got back to the house it was nearly midnight. He waved goodbye to Spain and France before he unlocked the door and went inside. He had a grin plastered on his face and the white haired nation was in a really good mood. A night out on the town with his friends was just what he needed.

Once the door was closed Prussia yelled out "I'm back!"

He expected to see the familiar white and orange Scottish Fold cat come and great him, but instead he ended up getting something very different. Right after Prussia had yelled out that he was back he could hear what sounded like claws clicking against a wood floor. Prussia couldn't figure out what was making the sound, but he got his answer soon enough.

The clicking sound grew louder and louder until finally a white wolf like dog came around the corner and walked over to Prussia. Prussia actually thought it was a wolf, but after really looking at it he figured out that it wasn't actually a wolf. The white canine sat down in front of Prussia and stared at him, and Prussia just stared right back. Prussia quickly noticed that the canine had thick black eyebrow like markings above its eyes, and it had beautiful emerald green eyes. Sitting on top of the dog's head was Gilbird who looked pretty comfortable there. Needless to say it didn't take long for Prussia to figure out who the dog was.

"England?" Prussia asked.

The dog just barked and wagged its tail as if to say 'Yes, I am England'.

Prussia just sighed as he leaned back against the door.

"Well, it looks like you're a dog now." Prussia said.

England just barked again and wagged his tail in response….

Info Time!

Dog England: So England is now a dog. I have seen a fanart of England in dog form so I thought it would be an interesting idea to have England turn into a dog. However, most of the time whenever I see Hetalia dog form artwork they (usually) make England be some sort of small dog. However, I didn't want to make England a small dog. I ended up looking up different breeds of dogs just so I could find the one that I wanted to turn England into.

Eventually after a lot of searching I figured out what dog breed I wanted to make England turn into. You'll find out what the dog breed is in the next chapter.

England transformation suggestions: I got a few more suggestions for transformations from some people so I figured I would go through them.

Priest England- Someone asked if about this one. They wanted to know if it would count or not. I thought about it, but I am going to say no it does not count. I'm not really sure what I could do with this so I'm not even going to touch it. It's an interesting idea, but I won't be doing it.

Mad Hatter England: I had a few people ask about this one, but I don't have an answer for this one I'm kind of on the fence with it. I like the idea of it, but I don't actually have any ideas about how to go about writing it. In the end I'm leaning toward 'no I'm not doing it', but if I ever come up with a good idea for it I might use it.

Fairy England: Someone suggested this one, and I have to say I love the idea. I will do this one.

Bird England: I like the idea, and I think I'll try and fit it into the story.

Vampire England: Idea-explosion actually suggested this one. She wanted to know if I could use this one or not. I told Idea-explosion I would think about it, and after thinking about it for a while I decided that I will do this one.

So far the list of England transformations look like this

Accepted England ideas

Cat!England: Just finished this one

Dog!England: He's a dog right now.

Fairy!England

2P!England

Vampire!England

Bird!England

Snake!England

Rabbit Child! England

Fem!England

Angel!England

Sweet Devil!England

And here is the rejected list.

Rejected England transformations

Hetaoni!England

Punk!England

Priest!England

Dark Magician!England

Nurse!England

Pirate!England

Anyway, I'll try and get the next chapter up as soon as possible so please review and don't flame.