Okay. Hopefully, I'll be able to finish this chapter without having to stay up until 11:30 at night. Luckily, I have the perfect idea for this chapter! You'll find out when you see what the prompt for today is.

However, I am going to a buffet today. One of my dad's co-workers is leaving, so we're going to go to a buffet as a sort of going away party. Did you know that buffets are one of the things Nevada (state I live in) is known for? That's because Nevada is known as the state where people can relax and just let themselves overindulge in… well, everything! That includes food, and what is better for it than buffets? People tend to eat more at buffets because of the larger plates and not realizing when they're full. That was your history lesson for today, by the way.

The chapter for today is… animal ears! After that soul crushing chapter yesterday, what better therapy is there than animal ears? Usually, when something like happens, it's because England messed up a spell. This time, the animal ears involve a spell, but it will be a little different than usual. Just read to find out!

Chapter Notes: My headcanon is that China knows magic. In fact, he was one of the best sorcerers in ancient times, when the empires were still alive. However, as time went on, ancient magic was almost completely forgotten. China remembers the magic, but he cannot perform ancient magic anymore because he doesn't have the strength. In fact, China's ancient magic will play a huge role in my Hetalia RPG, Ancients Reborn.

England found out about China's 'magic core' (the ability that allows you to use magic) and decided to teach him modern magic. That is, magic within the last 2 thousand years. Yes, that is modern for China. Here, England and China are already a couple (as usual) and China is getting ready to cast his first magic spell using modern magic.

Also, England and China are a couple already. That's just how it will work in most chapters.

Animal Ears

Candlelight barely lit the dark basement. The stone walls and dim lighting was slightly ominous, with shadows covering almost the entire room. A circle of candles surrounded a hexagram etched into the floor in the middle of the room, with intricate details and designs filling the inside of the figure. An eerie silence filled the room, but if one would enter, they would get the suspicion that whispers echoed throughout the room. A table at the edge of the room was covered with bottles of mysterious liquids, some bubbling silently and others shaking dangerously. A few bookcases stood near the table, each shelf filled with old and worn books. A dusty mirror hung on the wall, a single crack running all the way from the top to the bottom of the reflective surface. Add all of this to the two cloaked people standing beside the hexagram, and the ominous room became straight up frightening.

"Do you think you're ready for this?"

"I'm sure. You've gone over the spell about a billion times, England."

"This is a complicated spell

The two let their cloaks' hoods fall to their shoulders, revealing two young men. One had long dark hair tied in a ponytail and milky skin, with delicate and feminine features but an ancient fire blazing in his golden eyes. Another had short, messy straw blond hair and a pale complexion, with extremely thick and rather bushy eyebrows but a mysterious storm raging in his emerald eyes.

China stepped closer to the hexagram, barely making a sound as his cloak rustled quietly on the floor. "This is a complicated spell, like I said. It's supposed to conjure a cat."

England had been teaching China magic. This might have been a questionable choice, considering the Brit's track record when it came to spells, but the old nation had learned quickly. About 3000+ years ago, most nations would be able to learn magic. While it was hidden from a large percentage of the population, the small 10% of people who knew about magic practiced it. China had been one of the most powerful nations when magic was involved, and was sometimes referred to as the Dragon King in old folklore. Of course, those stories had died out along with the magic.

Today, a more modern type of magic existed. Yes, England used modern magic. He had decided to teach China this magic, as the ancient personification still retained his abilities from those many centuries ago. Since he already had magical capabilities and enough control in his magic core, the center of power for all mages and sorcerers, that handled most of the problems in teaching China.

"Ready?" England asked once again. The two both had spell books in their hands, but only one would use the intended spell. The European nation had his book ready just in case something went wrong.

Turning his head back to the European slowly, China snapped, "英国! I am ready, okay?" He was calling England by his Chinese name, so that basically meant the nation was kind of pissed off. Standing near the center of the circle, China glanced down at the book he was holding. England watched carefully as the elder nation started chanting the spell.

As the chanting continued, the circle underneath his feet started to glow. From out of nowhere, a breeze picked up, causing both of their cloaks to start moving along with the wind. First what was a dim light flared into a shine that lit up almost the entire room. Everything was going well; both nations could hear the distant meow of a cat, and the spell would be completed successfully. Until…

"China! England! I heard you two were practicing that voodoo stuff again!" England jumped, his concentration lost. He turned to a jumpy and excited America who had burst into the basement. Oh no… If England had lost his concentration, China must have too! Red flooded his vision as he started stomping toward the young nation.

Swatting him on the head, England scolded, "America! China was doing a spell, and his concentration's probably messed up because of you barging in here!" Who knows what could go wrong with the spell now? Maybe they would be transported to a different dimension again? What if every nation turned into a cat? What if China was actually turned into a girl?! Wait… Actually, that last one wouldn't be too bad.

America leaned sideways, so he could see past England. "But China hasn't even flinched." In shock, the other nation at the doorway of the basement also turned around to look behind him. Like the American had said, China was still standing in the glowing circle, his eyes squeezed shut and his chanting continuing. Let me tell you, that takes quite some skill to pull off.

Suddenly, China did scream (it was a manly scream!) and jumped, his eyes flying open. Apparently, Russia had popped up from behind America and, going unnoticed, snuck up to the small nation. "China, are you now willing to become one with Mother Russia?" Now his concentration was lost. With Russia right behind him at the edge of the circle, China stumbled forward into the exact center of the circle.

"China!" England screamed, rushing forward. No one was supposed to be in the exact middle of the hexagram! It could have disastrous effects, and the nations only had a few seconds to react and get China out of the circle. Unfortunately, he failed. England had literally just reached the center of the magic circle in time for the spell to activate completely. The bright glow from the spell increased dramatically, and America and Russia, with no clue about what was going on, covered their eyes and waited for the light to die down. When it finally did enough for someone to see without going blind, they both rushed into the circle to find out what happened to England and China.

Luck was probably not on the two nations' side. America and Russia found themselves coughing and wheezing for air, since a giant cloud of heavy dust had somehow sprung up. They waved their hands around wildly, trying to locate the others. Then, the dust finally settled.

"Guys!" America cried out. England and China were lying unconscious in the center of the circle, unharmed but… different. Nations could just feel when something had happened to another personification. The two groaned, attempting to stand but only managing to sit upright. That's when the confusion started.

"China?" Russia started. For once, he was shocked into silence. Never had the snow loving nation ever seen anything so crazy, and he had seen some pretty crazy things lately. Admittedly, the smaller country looked pretty cute now, but it was just so odd!

"England?" America added. Like Russia, he was then shocked into absolute silence. He was rarely quiet, let alone silent! Yes, there is a difference between the two words. In the past, the hyper nation had managed to screw up many of England's spells, but this was crazy!

"Why do you have cat ears and tails?"

England leaned closer to the mirror, as if he was hoping the ears would go away if he observed them carefully enough. Meanwhile, China continued poking at his tail, watching it twitch back and forth. More specifically, the tip of his tail was twitching. On a cat, that was bad news. Basically, this is what happened.

"China was trying a spell that would summon a cat," England started explaining. "The spell works by reaching into another dimension and pulling out a cat that was about to die. It basically has no point today, but back then, sorcerers could use this spell to summon anything from a cat to a saber-toothed cat."

America asked, "So what happened when you screwed it up?"

An eyelid twitched. Guess which one. "When RUSSIA interrupted the spell and broke China's concentration, he stumbled into the circle. An error in the spell chanting made only the cat's spirit enter this world, and it partly mixed with our spirits, because we were in the center of the circle. Honestly, you should just be glad we weren't summoning dragons, or you would be roasted already!"

"But dragons don't exist today."

"Today," China commented. "There were many dragons back then. Only about a few dozen, but it was a lot more than now. Actually, one dragon is still alive. Have you met my boss yet?" America and Russia both shook their heads. China simply grinned, muttering something about introducing them. But then, he remembered that he should focus on the ears and tails.

Both nations had real cats ears and tails. China's ears were pure obsidian black, with silky and shiny fur, and they were swiveling around, like he was trying to use hearing to see the world. The nation's tail was also black, with snow white fur as well as black on it. Staring into the mirror, he also noticed his golden eyes seemed a tad bit bigger than before, with oval-shaped pupils like a cat. Meanwhile, England's ears were sandy blond, and both had flicked up attentively in the air. His tail, which was swishing back and forth, was combination of gold and tabby orange. His emerald green eyes also seemed enlarged, and had oval-shaped pupils.

Russia and America were also staring carefully at the two's new cat appendages. When the former tried poking China's ears, he received a hissing fit and some scratches from a certain nation/cat. Maybe the two were more catlike than they thought…

"Do we really have to?" whined China, his enlarged eyes grower even larger as he started fake crying. The two nations turned cat had discovered that they could get anyone to do anything they wanted by using what they called the 'Kute Kitty' impression, with two capital K's.

Both of the nations forced to watch over England and China replied, "Yes!" They turned away, trying the resist the urge to scoop up the two cats in their arms and start to coo over them like how normal China acts around a panda. The cats' ears drooped and their tails started dragging on the floor as they continued to walk to the meeting room.

At their coöperation, Russia and America sighed heavily, dropping to the floor. They had tried to control the two nations for the entire day. First, the two were found by an old woman, who somehow thought they were real cats and tried taking them back to her house, and even tried feed them cat food. Unfortunately, their human appetites were still intact, and Russia and America had to save them before they clawed off the old lady's face.

Next, the nations had snuck into a restaurant to have some food, as they hadn't had any lunch yet. Luckily, England and China had only gotten to the first course before Russia dragged them away while America apologized and paid for the meals. Who knew America could ever be responsible? Afterwards, to satisfy the whining countries, they bought some meat and cat toys from a grocery store, and the two had happily eaten and played for several hours. Then, one more trouble.

Some fangirls, as Japan called them, saw the two acting just like cats. Thinking it was a 'dream come true' (actually, it was more like a nightmare!), they couldn't stop squealing and fangirling over the two. However, poor England and China's ears simply could not take the high-pitched screams and they started clawing at the girls. Unfortunately, that only caused them to fangirl more. How the four escaped that scenario was a mystery to be left up to the reader.

While Russia and America panted, trying to keep up, China and England continued scampering through the hallway, getting closer to the meeting room. Frankly, they had gotten used to being part cat and even enjoyed it a bit. They skidded to a stop right outside the meeting doors, and started giggling together.

"That was soooo much fun!" China squealed. The two sat together and leaned on each other, a little worn out by the running around they did. They had barely realized that their human selves were starting to deteriorate and be replaced by their cat selves, but they honestly wouldn't care even if they knew. They still remembered their history and could work like humans, so why would they worry?

Nodding happily, England added, "They all looked so shocked. It was hilarious!" They grinned at each other, showing off elongated canines. "Honestly, you should have seen their faces!" There goes England, talking to imaginary friends again.

"Is that Moonblossom?" China asked, tilting his head slightly. What? Apparently, China could now see England's friends. No one know why to this day… "Hi Moonblossom! My name is China, but you can call me Yao! Flying mint bunny! I've always wanted to meet you!" The two started talking to what seemed to be thin air, until…

"There you two are!" The cats' heads whipped around to find two fuming nations, furious over their fourth disappearance. "So not cool to leave us behind!" America complained. They had noticed they were outside the meeting room, but were still really pissed over the cat/nations racing off before them. Wasn't America's specialty racing?

The cats jumped up, clearly pleased that the others finally caught up to them. "Come on! Come on!" they both chanted. As soon as America and Russia opened the doors to the meeting room, they bolted inside, much to the shock of everyone already present. By the way, about 30 nations were already at the world meeting, so about 30 nations got to see the following scene.

"Japan! Japan! Don't I look adorable? Say I look adorable!" China was actually hopping around the room, trying to charm the other nations into saying he was adorable. For the most part, he succeeded. France and Spain especially were fawning over the new cuteness that was China. Japan was basically blushing and stammering 'k-kawaii' when he saw China. They were still completely confused and shocked.

Meanwhile, with England… "I want some food! Could anyone get me food, I'm starving!" Instead of getting people to say he was adorable, England was charming nations into giving him food. And so, he got a churro from Spain, some pasta from Italy, sushi from Japan (England loved Japan for this), and a lot of other food. Not even Romano could resist his cuteness, so the cat also got a fresh tomato.

Germany, one of the few who wasn't won over by the adorableness of England and China, asked America and Russia, "What in the world happened to them?" He definitely had a point. The two nations were once respected and mature, if not a bit short-tempered. But now, they were like a cat version of Italy: cute, adorable, and charming. Seriously.

Every country had responded in different ways. Most nations couldn't help but start falling in love with the sheer moe of the cats. Most of the female countries (and a few of the males) started squealing in delight, with Hungary even getting out her camera. Only a few had not really been affected at all. Just to put that into perspective, even Norway smiled the tiniest bit.

"Ummm, I think we should get China and England out of here," America hissed to Russia quietly.

"Why?"

The nation immediately pointed to Greece, who was staring at the two cat people with a blush on his face. "I think Greece is getting turned on by those two."

"And you will stay here for the rest of the night!" The door slammed shut, making England and China wince slightly and cover their feline ears. They had been locked in a room in England's house; apparently, they were 'out of control' at the world meeting and were 'much too wild' with their cat selves. Don't ask the cat nations, as they did not understand what they did.

They both sulked; lying curled up on the king sized bed in the room. "I can't believe they actually locked us up here," China complained. England rolled back and forth from where he was lying, and heaved out a sigh. Then, he stared into the mirror once again, carefully observing his shiny, emerald eyes.

"Don't ask me, cuz I don't know," England replied. China curled up on the bed once again and started playing with his tail, wrapping it around his arm and then letting it flick back and forth. He continued watching his own tail, resisting the urge to chase it like a dog.

Time passed by extremely slowly. The nations flicked through the TV channels, finally finding one documentary all about cats. So that's how they ended up spending three hours watching cats of all shapes and sizes, and cooing at each one of them. Finally, the alarm clock showed the time 10:35, and the two exhausted cats finally decided to turn in for the night, yawning happily and lapping up milk from the dish they were left. Moonlight streamed into their room through the crystal clear window, illuminating the two as they curled up on the bed together.

A deep but soft rumbling noise started sounding from their throats, and they recognized the sound as purring. Content, England and China snuggled against each other, rubbing their cheeks together while making themselves comfy under the bed sheets. The cats finally fell asleep, hugging each other tightly and purring until consciousness slipped away.

Awwwww… So cute, right? Makes up for angst, right? Right? Right? By the way, I based the Greece-turned-on thing on Hetalia Reacts to Nyan Cat. I read some of the comments, and most people realize Greece looked like he really was… ahem… like that when watching Nyan Cat. Didn't mean to offend anyone.

I finished this at 9:30. Not bad, but still really late. I need to updated faster! I'll try. At least I really actually like this chapter. I know England and China were OOC, but I tried my best to put a nation and a cat together! If you think they acted odd, even for cat hybrids, chalk it up to the fact that the personality change was a side effect of when China messed up the spell.

This was not AmeRus! Or RusAme! I don't know which one is Seme or Uke… America and Russia are canonically most attached to England and China respectively, and I thought it would be fun if I put them as the minor characters trying but failing to calm down the hyperactive cats.

Guess what? England in Chinese is 英国, and USA in Chinese is 美国! Doesn't make any sense to you? Well, England in Chinese translated directly to 'handsome country', and USA in Chinese translates directly to 'beautiful country'. Oh my goodness! Could it be? The ultimate love triangle of Iggychu verses Amechu? I still ship Iggychu and Ameripan though…

By the way, I did not know what to call that hexagram magic circle thing. I did not have Internet at the time, and I was too lazy to look it up now. It's a magic circle, but you can call it whatever you want. Goodbye for now, and I can't wait until the next chapter!