You were sprawled out on your bed, a stack of England's spellbooks in the corner, your laptop on the end of your bed and the headset still on. Then, you heard Eliza's voice blare in your ears.
"(Y/N)!"
Your (e/c) eyes snapped open.
"I'm up, I'm up! Gosh, woman, what is wrong with you?!" You yelled, looking at Hungary's smirking face in the screen.
"You wouldn't wake up, I tried several times to wake you up nicely but I had to scream."
You sighed and rolled your eyes, sitting up and readjusting the headset on your ears.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever…Have you made any progress?" You asked sleepily, rubbing your eyes with your hand. You sat in bed wearing just a bra and a pair of long, grey sweatpants. You didn't have any energy to put anything else on. You heard her sigh and saw her typing; her eyes focused just a bit to the side of the screen. Then, she sighed again and shook her head.
"Sorry, sis, I got nothing here." You cursed under your breath and put your head in your hands. What if this didn't work? H-He could be stuck like that forever!
"Hey, (y/n), I know what'll cheer you up."
"What could possibly cheer me up right now, Lizzie?" You mumbled with your voice groggy and slurred from sleepiness.
"You still have the bag of cat toys…right?" Eliza asked slowly, a mischievous glint appearing in her eyes. You always knew to runaway and hide away from her like Ivan did whenever Belarus was around when you saw that glint. But…you were curious. What did she have planned? Although you knew it was bad and your mind was shooting off little warnings and the work force in your head was blaring sirens, you answered her anyway.
"…yeah…" You said slowly, looking at her suspiciously.
"Did you buy a laser pointer?" She asked, a smirk coming onto her face. It's as if the thought sparked from Elizabeta's devious mind and into yours. Then, a grin spread onto your face.
"You, my sister, are an evil FrUking genius." While you did have a mouth on you, you tried to avoid dropping an 'F' bomb as much as you could, which is why you substituted the vile word with a pairing you didn't like.
Then, she chuckled maniacally. "I know, I know…Send me a vid, 'kay?"
"Sure thing, now, I'm off!" You said, closing out the tab and taking off your headset. You then went under your bed and pulled out the bag, scanning for the silver thin tube of the laser pointer.
Finally, you found the package. You quickly tore it open, smiling at the thin tube that looked very much like a pen. An evil, twisted sadistic smile appeared on your face. You threw on a large white shirt and crept around the house, looking for the little kitten that was your lover. You'd seen last night that he had much less control over his feline instincts as a child. It was much easier for the urges to overpower him, as you'd displayed in front of Alfred by rubbing his ears.
"Artie~" you cooed, the tone of your voice sickeningly sweet. You were one twisted person sometimes but, hey, you were bored. There wasn't anything else to do besides trying to continue your plan…But at nine in the morning? Without coffee?
No.
That might as well have been a death sentence for anybody in the house. Finally, you caught him in the living room, flipping through a spellbook, but you could tell he was getting bored. That was another thing about his transformation. He was more like a kitten and a child, not an adult. You'd seen that when you'd tried getting him to go to sleep last night. He whined, pouted and sulked like a child would, making a huge fuss out of something so little.
"Arthur," you said and he looked up, putting his head on his chin and staring at you.
"I'm bored!" He whined, flopping back onto the couch and staring at the ceiling.
"I know what could help…" You said, your voice slowly trailing off.
"Really, what?" He asked, sitting up and crossing his arms stubbornly.
You pulled the laser pointer from behind your back and took the cap off.
"What's that?" He asked tentatively.
"Entertainment." You replied simply, smirking devilishly.
Then, you hit the little black button and pointed it at the floor. The little red dot immediately appeared and Arthur glared at you, glancing between the dot and your evil smirk.
"You…evil…bitch…" He snarled, glaring at you.
Your smirk turned from devilish to smug.
"I try," you said teasingly.
He bit his lip, still glaring between you and the red dot at your feet.
"You do know that when I'm back to normal, I will make you pay for this, right?"
You chuckled darkly. "Sure, do your worst, Artie~" You taunted. You didn't realize that this would come back to bite you in the butt later.
He hissed at you, his ears going flat onto his head before his cat instincts took over and he pounced on the red dot, covering it with his hands…or so he thought. You quickly flicked it over to the wall and he pounced again, hissing when it disappeared and looking around for it. He looked back at you and glared, wondering why you stopped shining the red light. You pulled your phone out of the pocket of your pj pants and then continued shining the light all over the room, watching Arthur pounce and try to cover the light, but failing and hissing when he got irritated. All the while, you recorded the show, trying to keep yourself from laughing hysterically. Finally, you stopped, shoving the laser pointer in your pocket and stopping the video, putting your phone in your pocket before Arthur could see it.
He glared at you and hissed, standing up straight and marching over to you. Then, he poked your chest.
"This. Means. War." He hissed between clenched teeth. You smirked down at him, crossing your arms and then leaning down so you were face to face with him.
"Bring it on, kitten." To emphasize what you said, you tugged on his tail, making him snatch it out of your hand and glare a painful, fiery death at you. If Arthur's emerald green eyes could've shot lasers at you, you would've been a pile of ash right then.
The two of you turned on your heels, you storming back to your room and him going back down to the couch, going back to the spellbooks.
Thus began the greatest battle between human and country in recorded history.
~ Le Time Skip ~
So, you two were currently even. You'd tested automated mice and a variety of fluffy and distracting toys. He'd managed to ignore half of them…The other half you got adorable videos of. Eliza had been having an amazing time hearing about this and watching the videos you captured. You could tell that it was becoming very hard for her not to board the next plane to the UK to come and see this herself. Thankfully, she'd listened to your advice.
It had been about three weeks since the laser pointer and you were finally going back to your job, a cashier at a grocery store nearby. Although it wasn't anything high-paying, you loved the job. Why? Because it was time away from the countries. While you loved the quirky group of people to death, they drove you absolutely mad sometimes and you really needed to establish some sense of normalcy into a life that hasn't really been 'normal' since you were four.
Just as you returned home one day, you heard arguing coming from…your room? Dropping your bags, you went upstairs to see Arthur, standing on your bed so he could look Alfred in the eyes, currently trying to keep himself from strangling the gloating American in front of him.
"Um, boys~?" You chimed, looking between the two of them.
Their heads whipped over toward you. Arthur immediately turned pale and leapt toward the end of the bed, hiding there and peering just over the edge.
"What do you want?" He asked (more like hissed). You chuckled softly.
"For the two of you to stop trying to kill each other." You replied, plopping down on your bed. America glanced between the trembling neko hiding at the foot of the bed and you, leaning back into your pillows and smirking.
"What did you do to him?" He asked, chuckling.
"Don't tell him!" Arthur shrieked. Of course, it was a very manly shriek.
You chuckled darkly, glancing between the curious eyes of your Father figure and the terrified emerald eyes of your lover.
"Arthur, get out." You said, pointing at the door.
"What? This is my bloody house!" He yelled, standing up. His ears went flat against his head and he narrowed his eyes at you.
"But, you're technically not old enough to own this house at the moment. So, by default, I'm in charge. Now, out." You told him, smirking smugly. He hissed at you before walking out of the door on all fours. Once he disappeared, you grinned at America.
"Close the door and then take a seat." You said, grabbing your laptop from the top of the dresser. After Alfred had closed the door and sat on the bed next to you, you opened up the video files on your computer, showing Alfred each and every one. By the end of it, the both of you were laughing hysterically.
"Oh wow…I never thought you were that evil. Who did you learn this from? Hungary?"
You nodded in reply, still trying to catch your breath from laughing. You wiped a tear from your eye with your knuckle and then took a deep breath to calm yourself.
"Yeah, I only have one more thing to test though." You told him.
"What is it?" He asked, chuckling a bit while he spoke.
"The catnip." You replied simply and his eyes widened.
"You…you plan on testing it on Iggy? I want to see that!" He said, wide eyed.
"You can watch if you like, I'm going to do that now, so that I can get him out of that kitten form." Your voice slowly trailed off to a mumble as you reached the last part.
"What do you mean so you can get him out of that kitten form?" Alfred asked. Damn him! He may be a bit dense sometimes, but he wasn't deaf.
You sighed softly. "I found the spell that can reverse him last night. Eliza and I spent the past three weeks trying to translate his spellbooks. We worked whole nights to try and find out what those books meant…"
Alfred nodded slowly. Then, a grin spread onto his lips. "Well, we better hurry up!" He said, bolting to his feet and dragging you to yours. You pulled the catnip out of your back pocket.
"Let's go." You said. Both of you had matching smiles as you made your way to the living room.
~ Le Time Skip ~
This was hilarious. You were laughing so hard you felt like you were going to pass out from lack of oxygen. Arthur was sitting on the couch, a bright red blush on his face. He'd finally woken up after the effects of the catnip had worn off and he was teetering on that very thin line between extremely pissed and really embarrassed. You, Alfred and Eliza (who was on video chat with you currently) were re-watching the video for what may have been the fifth time. Eliza fangirled and giggled and you and Alfred laughed so hard you nearly peed yourselves.
"That's enough!" Arthur exclaimed, his face heating up again.
"No, it's not." You replied in between your gasps for air. Then, you clicked the replay button.
Arthur, at first, was sniffing the cat nip tentatively. Then, he began to rub against it. Eventually, he ended up rolling around on the floor, his green eyes wide. Arthur had most certainly been high. Then, he consumed the nip and passed out, as all cats usually did after ingesting catnip.
Finally, after maybe the fifteenth replay of the video, Eliza managed to wheeze out.
"(Y/n)…give…him…the…spell…" Then, she collapsed in a fit of laughter again.
You nodded and then took a few deep breaths. Then, you dug in your pocket and pulled out a sheet of paper, handing it to Arthur. He took the paper from your hand gingerly, and then opened it. His eyes slowly grew wider and wider. He then leapt to his feet, yelling, "When did you find this!?"
"Last night," you replied between laughs. His eyes narrowed at you and then, a smirk spread onto his lips. You didn't notice because you were currently on the floor, trying to regain your breath from laughing so hard. He quickly scampered upstairs, grabbing clothes from his room and then darting into the attic.
A minute later, you saw a purple flash of light and heard a thud. You froze, your (e/c) eyes going wide.
"Oh bloody hell…" You muttered. Alfred looked over at you, raising an eyebrow.
"What? You look like you just saw a…g-ghost."
You turned over to him, your face white as a sheet of paper. "Get out," you said hurriedly.
"What?"
"Get out! Arthur's back to normal…"
You said, hoping you didn't have to explain much further than that. Thankfully, America didn't question you. Even though he didn't understand your concern, he left. Just as the door closed, Arthur came downstairs, his arms crossed. Your breath caught in your throat.
He was wearing his clothes from his punk days.
A pair of black, ripped up skinny jeans and a fishnet shirt…Well…You weren't exactly sure it could be called a shirt, seeing as it didn't leave anything to the imagination. His hair was messier than it usually was and he wore that smirk. That dangerous, crazy, sadistic smirk that scared you as much as ghosts scared America.
"I told you that I would punish you when I was back to normal," he said. As he spoke, you saw a stud in his tongue.
No.
FrUking.
Way.
He chuckled darkly and began to walk toward you, that scary smirk still on his lips.
"You told me to do my worst." By now, he'd reached you and was looking over you hungrily. Placing one of his fingers under your chin, he tilted your head up.
"I don't intend on disappointing you." He murmured, then he attacked your neck, immediately latching to your sweet spot. You moaned loudly, your eyes shutting and your hands curling into fists.
Maybe this punishment would be worth it…
You sat next to Eliza, blushing and pouting.
"I can't believe you recorded that!" You exclaimed, glaring at her. She just laughed loudly.
"Well, it's your own fault for leaving the video chat on!"
"You're such a pervert!" You shouted, immediately after she said that. "You didn't need to record it!"
"Be lucky I only got audio, sis!" You immediately smacked Eliza upside the head.
"You're a bitch." You grumbled.
"Yeah, yeah whatever…Did you want the newest GerIta doujinshi or not?"
"…yes…"
"Then you'll treat me nicely."
"Why do I have to?! YOU RECORDED ME HAVING SEX."
"Why? Well, number one, you won't get this doujin anywhere else besides begging Japan and number two, I recorded you having sex, which means I can use that against you."
Your eyes widened. "You wouldn't dare." You mumbled.
"I would."
Grabbing the doujin out of your sister's hand, you walked over and plopped down on the couch, grumbling to yourself about the nosy Hungarian.
And then, you got a call. Picking up your phone before checking the caller I.D you answered, "(Y/n) speaking, how can I help you?"
"I heard you have a lover. I see him soon, da?"