What hit me this morning? Why do I feel so tall today? Why is everyone acting so strangely around me? I don't remember putting a scarf on today. Did Francis just call me Ivan? (Yeah, I suck at summaries…)

Disclaimer: I don't own Axis Powers Hetalia or any of its characters.

Author's Note: Hey! I'm back on again. Um…well yeah. I was just watching Hetalia ep. 57 again (or World Series if you want to call it that) and Ivan sounded so cute when he was jumping up and down! His voice was all high pitched and adorable. I'm gonna take him home with me!!!!!!!! (Sorry, the Higurashi fan in me often takes over, lol). Please Enjoy!


The sound of the door slamming echoed down the empty street. There wasn't anyone outside and Arthur's house was situated on a small side street apart from most of the other houses. It sort of reminded Alfred of a scary movie he had seen once, but he didn't have time to think about that at the moment. What really mattered was catching up to the others. The American could see the other's faint figures towards the end of the street and soon they disappeared around the corner. Where are they going?

"I guess I should catch up with them." Alfred took one last look at the Brit's house behind him before dashing off down the street. From the window, Ivan silently watched the blonde disappear down the road. He smiled to himself before closing the window curtains. That little visit had certainly been very interesting and he had to make a few adjustments to his calculations.

Ivan waltzed over to the kitchen and flipped open Arthur's cellphone, dialing in a number before waiting as the dial tone sounded in his ear. A voice soon sounded on the other end and Ivan smiled widely.

"Da. I have a small favour to ask of you Peter."

Under a large tree in the park near Arthur's house, the threesome sat panting heavily as they awaited the arrival of Alfred. Surprisingly enough Ivan had not come tearing down the street after them, though they could not say the same for Alfred for sure.

"I hope Alfred is alright. Ivan can be quite…unreasonable at times…He seemed especially angry today at what we did." Toris lay on the grass as he stared up at the sky; a look of worry covering his face.

"All for nothing too…" Francis frowned and shook his head.

"To hell with him! I'm sure he's fine. The git's probably- there he is now."

"What took you so long? Did you run into trouble?" Francis quietly nursed his wrist with his other hand as it was starting to swell slightly. "We heard shouting before we left."

"I thought you were going to pull a gun on the chap the way you were making such a ruckus. You honestly should have left right away. Not that it matters…"

I did pull a gun on the bastard…and I should have shot him too! But the risk was too big… "Haha, Iggy! Of course I wasn't that rash! You would've heard a gunshot- Hey, don't tell me you're going deaf now!?"

"What!? My hearing is perfectly fine, thank you very much! Yours on the other hand leaves much to be desired…Hang on, what's that you're holding?" Arthur motioned to the item in Alfred's hand with a quizzical look.

"It's a tea cup." Toris looked up at the cup and smiled sadly. "At least you managed to save one thing from Ivan today."

"What d'ya-"

"My teacup! My porcelain unicorn teacup that I won…You rescued it for me!" Arthur snatched the cup away from the American's hand and stared longingly at it. "There's even some tea left in it!"

"Arthur, I wouldn't drink it."

"Nonsense." The Englishman raised the cup to his lips and drained the last of the tea left in satisfaction. Before he managed to swallow the delicious substance however, Arthur quickly spit it out as Alfred hastily moved out of the way. "What is this monstrosity trying to pass as tea!? Is that damn Russian blind or something? And do I taste…do I taste-"

"Vodka? Yeah, there was vodka in it. I had a sip before I left, not that the tea would be any better without the vodka in it." Alfred chuckled slightly and flashed a grin at Arthur as the other glared back, obviously not taking the joke. Typical of the Brit. "So where's the document?"

"Did we not tell you?" Francis frowned slightly and picked up the discarded jacket off of the ground. "The document isn't in the jacket."

"What?"

"We searched the whole jacket and all we found was a shopping list." Toris held out the paper as Alfred snatched it away quickly. He just couldn't believe it.

The Americans eyes skimmed down the list and afterwards trailed up to meet Arthur's gaze. How could they come so far and only end up failing in the end? It wasn't fair. Not for Alfred, but especially not for Arthur.

"That damn Braginski knew all along! The bastard figured everything out before- and now this is just-!" Alfred slammed a fist against the tree trunk causing Toris to jump up in surprise. Arthur was surprisingly quiet. Alfred hadn't thought this was going to be such a serious problem, but from their little discussion it seemed as though Ivan meant business. What could he be planning? What's really going on here?

"Calm down Alfred, no use wasting your breath. Your plan was bound to fail anyway. There isn't anything we can do now; Ivan won't let us back inside my house no doubt."

"Well, now is no time to sulk! A hero doesn't go back on his word and I promise to get everything back to normal Arthur! That's the American way!" The blonde struck a heroic pose and flashed a thumbs up at the others. If they could find out how the two of them switched bodies, it would be simple enough to switch them back right?

"You are right. There is now use in sulking so much, non? Although, perhaps we should enlist more help? I cannot do much with this wrist at the moment, and Toris is too frightened to get near the real Ivan."

"No, we don't need any more help. Arthur, is this your shopping list?"

"What the hell does that have to do with-"

"Just say yes or no."

Arthur took the small piece of paper and stared at it quizzically. On it were listed things like vodka and lots of artillery. Certainly not things Arthur would ever need. "Of course it's not mine, are you daft? This is most likely Ivan's. Although Peter's name is listed at the bottom…"

"Just as I suspected! At the bottom of the paper, Peter's name is listed! Clearly he is involved with Braginski somehow and he might know something we don't."

"He might know how to change you two back to normal!" Toris eagerly chipped in and Alfred nodded enthusiastically.

"I highly doubt Peter of all people is involved with Ivan. He can barely look after himself yet alone get involved in world affairs. He isn't even a proper nation."

"Mon ami, it wouldn't hurt to pay him a small visit. What do we have to lose? Your little brother could be more devious than expected. I say we go check things out."

"There's nothing to check out! Peter lives on a goddamn piece of floating metal, what could he possibly be hiding? The whole idea is positively preposterous!"

"Arthur, we don't have any other leads. This could be our only chance to get you back to normal. I do care you know. I don't want to see you in that damn Russian's body forever." Alfred for once was speaking seriously. He truly wanted to figure this whole thing out, and if it came to it he would force Arthur to come along. "Please?"

A light blush danced across Arthur's face as he turned away and the American could practically imagine the normal Arthur doing the same. Though it was a little creepy to see it on Ivan's face. "D-don't say such things, git!" If Alfred actually said please, maybe he's being serious… "I'll…I'll go along with whatever you think is best, but don't get your hopes up!"

"Alright! It's decided. To Peter's house we go, Awaaaaaaay! Haha!" Alfred grabbed Arthur's scarf and dashed off to the nearest bus stop, Francis and Toris trailing behind them. What awaited them next they could barely imagine, but the foursome was determined to find some answers quickly. It was only a matter of time now before Ivan would be finished his preparations.


Author's Note: Another chapter done! I can't wait to write Peter in next chapter! I hope to also write an epic clash between Alfred and Ivan, but I don't know if I have it in me. The plot is slowly unfurling, yes? Well maybe, but it will soon! Until next time~ please comment.