Hello again! The update took a little longer than usual but that should soon stop. My other main Hetalia fanfiction Changing History is near its end so once that is done then I'll be able to concentrate on this and another fanfiction I'll be starting soon! Review response time:

escritoria- I'm glad you were happy with that! I was a little worried that people might not be satisfied since I concentrated on France. The reason for that is that I never really intended to have Gilbert in there but since it was requested I found that I had a hard time saying no. Yes it is good knowing that no-one knows you're secretly a girl, but maybe someone does know? Spoiler alert much? Hint hint.

XXxxNaRu-ChAnxxXX- That does sound interesting! I'll have to get to work on that... Tokyo Mew mew... Are you psychic? Or maybe you are, as my best friend says, Telepathetic? Francis will be making another appearance so be sure to keep your eye out for that and Britt will find herself in a similar situation to Francis hopefully in the next chapter.

MDWOLFGIRL- Oh trust me they'll definitely be coming to the café. In fact I think you just guessed the customers for the next chapter. Well bravo for you being a reader then. Ah yes, Britt's revenge. It has to be one of the scenes I'm proud of in this story, along with another one in a later chapter that will be similar to it.

Oceanfur- 'Tis very mysterious indeed. All will be revealed soon. Well later than soon but sooner than later. Basically it might be a while. Patience is a virtue (Am I high?) Palatschinke does sound good. In fact in school the other day we were asked to create a mindmap of countries (yes I had a hard time keeping my laugh in) and under Hungary I put Palatschinke. The girl next to me asked 'What's that?' I also put Putra under Latvia and Nikujaga under Japan. I must have looked smart.

okamixcosplayer- (Chapter 1) Master of summaries? I don't think so... -^^- You flatter me too much. If England was a hooker then all of his problems would be solved... And I'd be out of money. Wow I'm dirty minded. That's good, with reviewers like you I'll fully enjoy writing this

okamixcosplayer- (Chapter 6) Oh now that would be pretty cool. It sounds like a great idea! I've seen female England as a pirate and it did look pretty cool... I will think about it definitely. Plus if Britt cosplayed as England then she wouldn't even need to go and buy anything! I have so many ideas now... Thanks!

Anya-Chan17- Yeah I really wanted to try a genderbending fic and I'll be uploading another one on Valentine's day!

Neelh- Hungary is about to get a lot awesomer. When I was walking the other day down my road I had an idea for Hungary. Trust me when you see it you will be impressed I assure you but you might also be concerned about how I got the idea from walking down my road. It's a spooky place. So you've been? That sounds cool! I don't go on holiday often. I went to Ireland (XD) as a kid and Greece (HAHAHA!) a couple of years ago... Hetalia has tainted my mind...


Notes:

Jó reggelt- Good morning in Hungarian

Grazie- Thank you in Italian- but I'm sure you all know this.


Today's chapter gave me quite a lot of trouble a couple of weeks ago. I was struggling to come up with a customer since not many people had suggested any customer ideas. So I would like to thank Sludge The Wolf for helping me out.

Tanoshimu!


Britt woke up and ran downstairs to see Elizaveta. She was cooking happily, wearing the headband and pretty dress that she had often been seen wearing while she worked at Austria's house.

"Nice dress, Elizaveta." Britt smiled.

Elizaveta turned around to smile at her roommate, putting down the cooking utensil she was using.

"Jó reggelt Britt! By ze vay, you don't have to call me Elizaveta all ze time. Just call me Eliza. And zank you. I used to vear it vhen I vas vorking for Roderich." Elizaveta explained.

"Roderich?" Britt asked.

"Austria. I lived vith him for quite a vhile but I moved out recently." Eliza answered.

"Oh I see." Britt muttered.

"Anyvay eat your breakfast and zen ve'll get going." Eliza smiled, handing Britt a plate.

"Thanks." Britt smiled.


"Your uniforms for today." Lili muttered.

"Thanks Lili." Britt smiled.

Britt quickly changed into her white dress and white boots. The bottom of the dress was pretty short, a trait that seemed to appear quite a lot in Japanese culture. Her white gloves went well with her dress which was bunched up at the bottom and had a ribbon on the back. She also had a white tail and bunny ears and she wore a red collar around her neck.

Eliza's outfit was slightly different. She just wore a bra and shorts but she also had long boots and wolf ears. Her outfit was mainly a purpley pink.

As Britt and Eliza left the changing rooms, Britt noticed Lili's costume. It was mainly yellow and she wore a bow behind her head. She also had a brown fuzzy tail and matching fingerless gloves. On her feet she wore slip on shoes and yellow legwarmers.

"Britt have you had time to read zat manual?" Eliza asked.

"No not really." Britt mumbled.

"Zen take some time off to read it, I'll handle the customers." Eliza smiled.


This book really is quite hard to grasp. Japanese culture is so complicated. I remember that time that I met those two chaps in the bath but learning stuff from them was easy compared to this! I really do hope I finally catch onto this stuff one day.

Britt closed the book, deciding that she had learned all she could for today. She then headed into the serving area, only to bump into Eliza.

"Britt! Zere you are! I need you to go to ze shops right avay!" Eliza cried.

"Shops? I thought we had everything we needed in the kitchen..." Britt asked.

"Vell, so did I but ve have a very demanding customer zat only vants vhat ve don't have." Eliza explained.

Eliza quickly wrote down what the customer wanted and ushered Britt out of the door as soon as possible. Britt smiled at her surroundings but her smile quickly fell as she looked down and realised one problem:

These clothes are too revealing! I can't go out dressed in my work uniform!

"Eliza!" Britt called.

"Yes? Vhat is it Britt?" Eliza asked as she came outside.

"I can't go to the shops in my cosplay! I'll be like prey for France!"

"Don't you mean prey for stalkers?"

"Same thing."

"I see... Vell zere's not much I can do about zat. You'll have to find a vay to hide yourself."

And with that, Eliza went back into the café, leaving Britt to face her problem. She stood and thought for a while but then suddenly she had an idea.

She ran off in the other direction, completely opposite to the shops eventually turning up at her old home. She walked in confidently, unaware that there was an unknown presence in the house.

SLAM

She shut the door a little harder than she meant to, awakening someone that she didn't even realise was in the house.

"AHH!"

There was a loud thud which sounded like someone falling on the floor, making the young girl jump and hide behind a nearby plant.

"E-England is that you?"

She gasped under her breath, realising who was in her house.

"America...!"

She didn't realise that he hadn't left the house yet. Now he knew that there was someone in the house. She would have to be careful.

"England?" America repeated.

Britt held her breath. She peeked around the door to see America fumbling for his glasses. From what Britt could gather: America had taken a nap on the sofa while staying at his place and Britt had awakened him by slamming the door shut.

"England? Come on dude that must be you. Who else could it be? It's not like it's a..."

America's voice trailed off. He then shook himself and proceeded into the kitchen, thankfully the opposite way to where Britt was going. She crept up the stairs, trying her very hardest not to make any noise.

But that was impossible: her house was very old. Eventually the stairs began to creak, making America look up suddenly. Realising that England was going up the stairs, he slowly left the kitchen and began to walk towards the foot of the stairs...

Suddenly a noise was heard back in the kitchen. Like a pan had been dropped. America turned back to face the kitchen and ran back in there.

Phew... That was a close one...

Britt carried on up the stairs and into her bedroom. She opened up her wardrobe and browsed through. She eventually found what she was looking for: her old magic cloak. The one she had worn while casting so many spells. This would conceal her from view but more importantly it was her favourite clothing item and she was extremely happy to be reunited with it again.

Britt quietly crept down the stairs once more, but this time she made no noise. She was about to leave, but decided to check on America one last time before she did.

In the kitchen, America was staring down at several pots and pans that had been carelessly discarded onto the floor. He had rushed into the kitchen, hoping to see England but instead finding pans that had miraculously jumped out of the cupboard and onto the floor.

That wasn't the case however, for Britt could see what had moved the pans. Uni, Captain Hook, Flying Mint Bunny and all of her other friends were standing in front of America, though he was unaware of their presence.

"That was Britt upstairs wasn't it?" Tinkerbell asked.

"Aye, I'm glad we got here in the nick of time." Hook smiled.

"That's America isn't it? The one that used to be Britt's brother?" Flying Mint Bunny asked.

"Wow he's cuter than I remembered." Tinkerbell giggled.

"He's almost as cute as Britt! They'd make a great couple don't you think?" Flying Mint Bunny beamed.

Britt gasped, it was quiet enough for her friends not to hear her but loud enough to be heard by a certain American.

"W-who's there?" America stuttered. "England? Or maybe it's a... A..."

Britt then realised what America was so scared about. It was the same problem he had faced when they lived together, the same problem that would haunt America every time he had a nightmare...

"A GHOST!"

Then America ran out of the room and off Britt's property at a speed that could put Italy to shame. Britt couldn't help but feel a little sorry for the young nation but she suppressed this feeling and turned back to look at her magical friends.

"Definitely make a good couple." Hook nodded.

"Aww he's so cute when he's scared..." Flying Mint Bunny cooed.

"That must've been Britt that scared him just now." Leprechaun whispered.

Britt, realising that her friends were aware she was home and not wanting to cause a fuss, pulled on her cloak and ran outside under the cover of her hood. Quickly she ran to the shops but it was only once she saw what was on her shopping list that made her laugh underneath her cloak.

"Ah I knew it was only a matter of time before he came to visit..." Britt muttered with a smile.


Britt managed to return to the café without being seen. She handed the items (or item rather) to Eliza so that Kat could cook it for her. Now that her job was done, she decided to go into the serving area to see if they were really serving who she thought they were serving...

"Ciao pretty lady!" He beamed.

As suspected, Britt was correct: the demanding customer was Italy. But how did Britt know? Well really it wasn't that hard to figure out, not when the only item on the shopping list was pasta.

"Erm hello there." Britt muttered.

Unlike with France, she actually felt flattered by Italy complimenting her appearance. After all, France was perverted and Italy was nice. But really this was a little strange: Britt had never really had a normal conversation with Italy because as a man Italy had forever been running away from him.

"Were you the one that went and got the pasta for me?" Italy asked.

"Yes... That was me..." Britt whispered.

"Grazie! I love pasta! It's my favourite food in the whole wide world! I'm Italy by the way. You can call me Feliciano or Feli if you want!" Italy explained.

"I'm Britt." She told him. Yes! I didn't say Arthur!

"Ve~! Britt sounds like such a pretty name! Hey the pasta's here!"

Then Eliza came in holding the plate of pasta. She then placed it in front of Italy and he stared at it hungrily with a lit up expression on his face.

"Here you go." Eliza smiled.

"Grazie miss Hungary!" Italy beamed.

Eliza took a step back and leaned over to Britt to whisper in her ear.

"Vatch zis." She whispered.

"What is it?" Britt asked.

"Just vatch." Eliza smiled.

Feliciano took a deep breath, the smile on his face widening at the sight of pasta. Britt soon caught on to what he was doing. She had seen him do this before once at the world meeting and it had been quite comical. So she leaned forward slightly in preparation for what Feliciano was about to say. He took a deep breath and...

"PASTAAAAAA!" He yelled.

And with that, he tucked in and ate the pasta.


...Pasta. I was shouting that in school the other day, now all my teachers think I'm mad... Remember to review and leave suggestions for customers and cosplays that you would like to see! Next chapter will have to be my two favourite customers and one of my favourite fandoms!


TODAY'S COSPLAY:

Fandom: Tokyo Mew Mew

Britt- Berry Shirayuki
Elizaveta- Zakuro Fujiwara
Lili- Pudding Fong

I don't watch Tokyo Mew Mew but I think that my favourite cosplay was Berry and today's cosplay was shiro-tsubasa-chan's idea!


Sayonara minna-san!

~Neko