About ten minutes later, the descent of a chopper could be heard-and felt-by the Germanics, Italy and Japan. The resulting gust was enough to blow Italy and America, still stood on the tips of his toes back, both of them complaining.
"Herr Germany! We came as soon as we heard!" a single, twin-tailed henchman called, jumping from the helicopter and running over to her boss. But she was quickly taken aback by Germany's appearance, Italy's scowl, and America's spinning around like a ballerina.
"What the…When you said Prussia had cast spells on you all, I assumed you were just drunk…But he actually did it!" she remarked in shock.
"It is a crazy story," Germany began. "But enough about it. Gertrud, we need a lift to England's immediately!" he commanded.
"Ja sir!" she responded, "Everyone, please come with me!" she ordered, and the nations complied, following her to where the helicopter was landing.
America wasn't so happy about his transport though…
"There's no way I can ride in that ugly thing!" he complained, "A lady like me ought to be taken away in a pretty pink carriage drawn by white horses!"
"You think I can survive a ride in there?! I'll die!" Italy added.
"Uh, sir? Would you like us to arrange another means of transport?" Gertrud asked Germany, noting the complaints of his companions.
Germany smacked America and Italy lightly on the head, before he responded, "Nein, this will do."
Gertrud nodded and motioned for them all to follow her inside, America and Italy grumbling all the while.
"Hey, Gertrud? Can you get a medic on standby for when we get to England's?" Prussia asked.
"Ja, of course, Herr Prussia, but why?"
"Because England's going to kill me when he finds out I took his magic book," Prussia said nervously.
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England was sat in his front garden, enjoying a scone when a helicopter descended near his house, blowing his tea set away.
"The hell is going on?" he questioned aloud, standing up and dusting himself off.
Germany, Italy, America, Japan and Prussia all jumped out of the chopper and slowly made their way over to the annoyed nation, dragging their feet.
"Well, if it isn't the wurst gits," England remarked, "And Japan, and Italy, and America too? What brings you all here?"
Germany stepped forward, and England paled slightly upon noticing his huge breasts.
"Mein stupid brother happened to steal one of your magic books, and he's cast strange spells on all of us," Germany explained, jabbing Prussia lightly.
"So it was you that took that book," England snarled, glaring into Prussia's eyes. "Don't you remember me telling you last night that no one, human or personified nation is to ever use that book?!"
"But I wanted to see what it did," the albino added innocently. "I just wanted to have a little fun, ja?"
Germany smacked his brother hard on the head. "His 'fun' has made me a woman, Italy a tsundere, America a prissy ballerina, and Japan mute!"
"Mr England, could you please change us back?" Japan mouthed.
"What did you say?" England asked.
"He asked if you could change us back," Germany reiterated.
England sighed and nodded. "Fine then. Come down to the basement, and I'll see what I can do."
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After all the nations were changed back to their normal selves, England decided he needed some revenge on Prussia for stealing the book…
"Hey, Prussia, why don't you go help yourself to some leftover beer?" England offered, smiling evilly.
Prussia agreed happily to that and left the basement, leaving all the other nations to cook up a plan…
"Prussia's going to pay big time for this!" America said angrily.
"What are we going to do?" Japan added.
England proudly showed the nations a very long, strange-looking curse. "What we're going to do is put this curse on him," he said evilly. "All together now!"
Everyone complied and chanted the curse…
-One week later-
"Verdammt!" Prussia yelled, as his beer bottles fell out of the fridge and shattered for the umpteenth time.
"Something the matter, East?" Germany called.
"Since we went to England's, every time I try to get a beer out of the fridge, all the bottles fall out and break!" Prussia moaned.
Germany sighed and got back to the book he was reading. Suppose that's what he gets for messing with magic, he thought.
And that's the end of Fun With Magic! Hope y'all enjoyed this fic, thanks for all the reviews, favourites, and follows (Seriously, though, I love you all for that!) and I will see you next story! Bye~
Kitty x
