Heya Everyone! I'm terribly sorry for no updating this story sooner :( Hw and projects are piling up! The only time I can write this is in the weekends or at holidays :(Argh! I really don't like high school :(

Any ways, this is part 10 of the story :) Even if it's part ten, you still don't know what the ? stands for :D hehehehe!

I do not own Hetalia, because I'm not as amazing as Himapapa.

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"So how should I put this delicately… where the hell have you been?" Seychelles yelled at the presence of the familiar English women in front of her. The said Brit stares at her with the most boring expression possible, not wanting to answer the question. Liechtenstein is unfortunately in the middle of the two nations, trying her best to calm them down.

One minute after F. England left her library, F. England bumped into Seychelles and Liechtenstein. The look on Seychelles' face was scary when she saw the Brit. It was as if being greeted by a stressed out mother… trust me, that is scary. F. England, who didn't know the current situation she's in, simply scowls at Seychelles when the two bumped to each other.

"We've been looking for you, for how long? Eighteen minutes! Where were you? Mon dieu, you could've at least told us where you were!" Seychelles began ranting in mixtures of French and English that made it hard for F. England to understand what she's saying. When the Brit thought she was starting to speak slang, she toned out of the conversation and began thinking of the spell written on the book. Unfortunately, with the constant rambling, she couldn't get anywhere.

"And don't you have a phone? Tu connais un phone? We have phones in the twenty first century, you know-"

"Can you just stop it? I was trying to find us a spell to end this current spell and turn some of us back to our original gender! For your information, my phone died while I was reading and I didn't bother to bring a charger with me to a bloody library!"

"Then why did your phone die so easily? Did you not charge it at home, or something? You should be prepared for anything! You out of all the people should know that calling someone when they're lost is the number one thing to do!"

"Erm… Seychelles, Miss England, please stop-"

"Well it's not my fault that my phone died! And who in their bloody mind would have my number?"

"Unfortunately, I have your number! At least give us a call! You left the room without telling us your location!"

"Well I didn't think you would've heard me from the loud laughter-"

"WOULD YOU PLEASE BE QUIET!" Seychelles and F. England immediately obeyed and turn to the nation who made the demand. Between them is Liechtenstein who has her hands clasp on her mouth the second she shouted at the two nations. Face red as cherry, the German girl instantly feel ashamed and embarrassed at the two nations. Liechtenstein slowly releases her hands from her mouth.

"Erm… I'm sorry for the sudden outburst, I don't know what came over me," she quietly said, "I just wanted to make the argument stop. I'm sorry for interrupting but we must meet the others in the meeting room to let them know that we've found Miss England." The little German girl finished her sentence and fiddled her fingers. Seychelles and F. England looked at each other. Though they hate to admit it, but Liechtenstein is right. Nothing can be solving with pointless arguing.

Seychelles patted Liechtenstein's head. "I'm the one that's supposed to be apologising, Liechtenstein. I pushed you too hard and let my anger slip through me. Je suis desole!" Liechtenstein looked up and let her cheeks absorb her blush from existence.

"I'm sorry too" F. England simply said and gave Liechtenstein a small smile. The German girl returned the smile to the two nations.

Seychelles turned to F. England. "I'm not apologizing to you yet, England. I'm still mad at you" she pointed out with a glare.

F. England furrowed her eyebrows and decided to not start another shout contest. The Brit simply nodded and hopped that Seychelles would believe it. To her luck, the island girl nodded back and twists her body to the opposite direction. Though, F. England still didn't get what could set the cheery island girl to be this annoyed by her. Even if she had questions, F. England thinks that now wouldn't be the right time to ask.

"Okay, so let's go back to the meeting room!" Seychelles cheered and marched onwards towards her destination. Liechtenstein happily followed behind while texting Germany that she found the Brit. At the end of the line was F. England. Once she enters the meeting room, she can't turn back from her brothers. She can't also show her brothers the spell on her book. She already read it and… it seemed powerful, powerful enough for only her to know. If her brothers got hold of the spell, she wouldn't know what she'd do.

I hope this spell works… bloody hell England, of course it will work! F. England sighs, I need to find the right time to use this spell. If not, I don't know what would happen… I hope the others like waiting.

Female China and female Japan

"There is sailor uniforms, maid outfits, European traditional dresses, cat costumes, Victorian dresses, Asian traditional wear, shrine maidens clothing*, magical girl dresses from Puela Madoka Magica** and so much more! The girls' meeting room looks more of a club room. Kawaii desu!" F. Japan squealed as she looked at racks of different clothing. After easily changing back to her kimono, F. Japan decided to look at other clothing the girls have. Being the girl otaku she is, she squealed and drooled at the different types of clothing, a lot she recognise from her anime shows.

F. China giggled and began brushing her long, straight hair. She too has changed back to her Chinese clothing. "Most of them are Taiwan's-aru" F. China happily said. F. Japan swiftly turned her head to her older sister, surprised.

"Taiwan-chan? I should have guessed" F. Japan giggled at the thought of Taiwan shopping for cosplay clothes. "Taiwan-chan would buy all these... I really want to wear these. Is that weird, China-chan?" F. Japan twists her head behind her. F. China stood from her seat and walked to where the Japanese was standing. F. China looked at the line of clothes and placed her hand on her chin.

"You would look so cute on these-aru!" F. China nodded while grinning. Just then, F. Japan's eyes twinkled with excitement and pulled out a shrine maiden costume.

"I wish England-san would wait for a while until she changes us back- wait, what am I saying? Oh no, I'm turning more into a girl!" F. Japan clamped her hand on her mouth and blushed. She places the shrine maiden costume back on the rack and fiddle with her thumb uncontrollably.

F. Chain sighs. "It's not that bad, Japan! You're always like this-aru."

F. Japan blushed harder. "Hontoni?"

F. China nodded. "You're an otaku, however you say it, and you can always ask Taiwan-aru! She always cosplays around the house!"

"Oh…" F. Japan nodded. Then something caught her attention, "wait-how do you know about cosplaying, China-chan?"

"Erm…" F. China thought for a minute, shaking, "well, didn't I say Taiwan always cosplays at home-aru?"

"But Taiwan has her own house and she sometimes comes and visit yours… China Nee-san, what are you hiding?" F. Japan crossed her arms and puffed her cheeks. When Japan calls you nee-san (or nii-san for the male version), that means she's really suspicious and wants to know… Now!

"Nothing! Nothing, really-aru!" F. China held her hands up in defence. "Now let's hurry up, the others are waiting!" F. China turned around and walked back to the mirror as if nothing happened.

F. Japan pouted; something you don't see every day unless you're in the Asians home. "Fine nee-san, but I will find out!" With that, F. Japan began following his sister to the mirror. There, she saw F. China form perfect pigtails on her hair that was at perfect height and length. She then began doing something special on her hair and adding three or more bobby pins in the process. After her hair was at two neatly tied buns, she placed her hat on her head. F. Japan was stunned by the fast and neat process of her sister. Coming from the nation who only took care of a small amount of girl nations, he was really good at making hairstyles.

After F. Japan thought the Chinese was done, she decided to ask a question. "China-chan, how can you make your hair so neat and creative like that?"

F. China tilts her head to her sister and smiled. She began to adjust her hat some more and made eye contact with F. Japan through the mirror. "Well, girls like to have their hair stable and perfect looking than their body, so I decided to practice until I could get different hairstyles perfectly for Taiwan and Vietnam-aru. Taiwan likes to do creative things for her hair, so then I helped her with creating new hair styles and making her hair as practice-aru. But as she grow up, it turns out that she likes having her hair as it is, which was a little disappointing-aru" F. China pouted but smiled again. "Maybe Taiwan still has the techniques memorized, but doesn't feel like using them. Vietnam probably knows as well since I played with her hair too-aru. Funny, she seemed to like it so much back then."

F. Japan smiled and nodded. "You're right, China-chan." F. China turned to smile at her sister, but then frowned at something she saw. F. China sighs and walked towards F. Japan with the same frown.

"Aiyaah! Do you know how to put a clip on your hair, Japan-aru? Here, let me help" F. China grabs the Japanese hand and pulled her to the stool that is located in front of a mirror. "Sit" F. China commanded and F. Japan oblige. Just looking at her reflection made F. Japan realise what her sister was fussing about. Her sakura flower hair clip is lopsided and her hairs are tangled up. She looks like a bear coming back from hibernation.

"Oh dear!" F. Japan frowned, "my hair looks horrible…"

"That's why I'm helping you with it-aru!" F. China smiled and pulled out the brush she was using moments ago. The flower clip was now on F. China's hand as she brushes F. Japan's hair as gentle as she can. After brushing the dark strands, F. China walked to her left and slowly clipped the flower on the girl's hair. After some finishing touches, F. Japan's hair turned straight and perfect.

"Arigatou, China-chan" F. Japan bowed once she stood up. F. China simply grinned and nodded.

"We should get going now-aru." With that, the two Asians open the entrance of the girl's meeting room and head out to the corridor. To their surprise, the instant they place their foot on the corridor, they saw three girl nations and one of them is holding a small book.

"Aiyaah! England, there you are! Where did you go-aru?" F. China asked, looking annoyed.

"The library" F. England bluntly said, clearly not wanting to talk to the Asian. For some reason, F. China didn't look so surprised. Instead she nodded and looked at the two girls ahead of F. England.

"Thank you for finding him- I mean her-aru. I'm sorry, but what were your names again? If you'd give me the first letters, maybe I would know-aru" Being the Chinese she is, she decided to ask using the direct approach***. Seychelles and Liechtenstein introduces each other to the three Asians who introduce themselves back.

"I'm sorry for not remembering your names," F. Japan bowed, "We're not used to remembering this many names, I sincerely apologize."

Seychelles stare at F. Japan, completely shocked at the polite gesture. "It's okay, really! We've only met at least once or twice anyways!" Seychelles, who's completely embarrassed, shook her head in reassurance.

"Let us all go together to the meeting room, I'm sure the others are waiting patiently for us," Liechtenstein quietly said. The nations nodded and head their way to the meeting room.

Meeting room

"Okay, so who wants to clean the dishes?"

"Not me"

"Not me"

"Okay then; who votes for… Spain to clean the dishes?"

"I vote for the bastard to clean"

"I second Romano's vote"

"EHHH?! Why me?!"

"Because the hero said so! Now go!"

"But that's only two vote- Okay… that is so not fair!"

"To bad Spain, the rest of the world agrees with the hero… Go!" F. America points to the kitchen and watch a very depress Spaniard gather the plates on the table. After the whole beating-France-to-a-pulp and trying-to-kill-Scotland-for-making-her-look-bad scenes, F. America finally regains her leadership back. She noticed that the two Asian maids were gone and decided that she was too lazy to clean up all the dishes from the world. Luckily, Spain was still wearing his tomato coloured apron which made him the perfect target.

"So, what should we do now?" Norway asked, really bored. Scotland, who still hasn't tried to make any friends, saw Norway for the first time and decided to approach him.

"So, yer Norway rite?" The Scott asked with a grin on his face. Norway raised his eyebrows and nodded. "Don't ye ken ony magic that culd help th' others in thair situation?"

Norway shook his head. "Nope, because I'm a mage that uses cards, not spells like England" Scotland nodded. "Though, I can use some simple spells."

"There's nae many like ye in thes warld," Scotland answered, "I can use bothe if I want tae!" Norway found this topic interesting, not many are able to use both spells and card magic. Just as Norway was about to ask another question, he's into the topic now, Wales and North Ireland decide to join their brother.

"Hey, what are you lot talking about?" North Ireland asked happily.

"Nothin', just havin' a friendly chat with Norway abit magic," Scotland replied nonchalantly.

"Magic? What do you use, Norway?" Wales asked. Norway told him about his cards and both brothers nodded in unison. Both of them were intrigued by this.

"Not many are card wielders," Wales comments, "I specialize in beast taming and use my spells in communicating with animals. I do some spells myself though." Norway nodded and began asking North Ireland for his powers.

North Ireland shrugged. "I'm a healer and a fighter if I want to be. My powers are powerful when it comes to healing. Ireland's the one that's an offender magician. She can weaken her enemies and her offensive magic are powerful." He began explaining to Norway about his healing magic more, for the first time, Norway was into something and is actually paying attention to the explanation. Far from Norway is a very annoyed Dane. It was supposed to be his goal to make Norway actually listen to something, unfortunately it was stolen from the UK brothers.

"I can see why England ran away from them," Denmark scowled and crossed his arms. Iceland, who is watching the whole thing, sighs and decides to continue eating his liquorice with his puffin. He does not want to be the one comforting the Dane.

Finland watched Denmark glare at the Island nations and decided it was best to not talk to him now. Sweden, who didn't want to talk to Denmark in the first place, looked at Finland and shook his head. Neither of them wanted to talk to the glaring Dane.

Just as Denmark decided to march to Norway and change the subject, the doors flung open and in came five girls.

"Bonjour everyone, we finally found England!" Seychelles cheered. She then almost fainted when she found her care taker unconscious on the ground. "W-w-w-what happened?!"

Monaco placed her palm on Seychelles' shoulder and shook her head. "France is gone… we will always remember him in our hearts." Monaco said dramatically, Seychelles looked at her with both confused and teary face.

"OY! I'M NOT DEAD!" Came a cry from France as he glared at Monaco. The French girl laughed, breaking away from her dramatic face.

"Hahahaha, I knew he will be conscious soon. He's just too scared of America!" Monaco giggles. Seychelles stares at the two nations, dumfounded.

F. England frowns. "And I thought the frog is really dead…" That made the Frenchman directs his glare to the Brit who laughed at his banged up face.

"Iggy! Where have you been?" F. America leaps to F. England's waist and tackle the Brit to the ground. F. England, who didn't know she was going to be tackled by an American, gasp at the sudden approach cursed at the American.

"America! What was that for? You know you're all grown- scratch that, you know you're big now. Don't come tackling people out of nowhere!" She may have not said it out loud, but F. England is actually happy that F. America hugged her. Awww… America cares for you!

F. America look up at F. England and smile. "Hehehe! That's what you deserve for disappearing all of a sudden!" Then, a tear came from the American's eyes, "Also for leaving me with your annoying redhead brother who keeps insulting me every two seconds!" F. England feels pity for her and begins to pat her head out of amusement and pity. Her brothers are number one in teasing.

"Now can you please get off me so I can stand?" F. America didn't feel like arguing back to the Brit and, for the first time, obeyed her command. F. Canada watches the two and made her way to the two English nations.

"America… erm… helped me with brother France…" F. Canada said sheepishly. F. England sighs and gave a pity look at the French.

"He deserves whatever he did" She simply said.

Looking at the banged up French and the sobbing American, Liechtenstein believes that she missed something important. "Erm… did we miss anything?" Liechtenstein asked her brother, who made his way to her. Switzerland sighs, deciding it's best if Liechtenstein don't know, he shook his head and told her that the French man deserve his punishment.

Suddenly, a knock echoed from the door and some people change their direction to the Italian girl and the German man. "Veh! There you are, England! Germany and I have been looking for you!" F. Italy came running to F. England and engulfed her into her hug. F. England blushed hard and tried her best to escape the Italian's tight grasp.

Just in time, Germany came to her rescue. "Italy, I don't think England can breathe."

"I want to see that happen… wouldn't you?" F. Russia look at the Baltic nations for her approvement with her gaze. The Baltics shudder and slowly obliged with the Russian.

F. Italy, ignoring F. Russia's comment, immediately let go and kept smiling at her which cause F. England to feel uneasy.

"Oy England, nice for you to finally show up!" F. England flinches at the cry of her brother, North Ireland. F. England looked ahead and saw his brothers grinning at her from where they were standing. Scotland decided to approach her first and ruffled her hair.

F. England jumped back looking annoyed at the eldest brother. "You know I don't like it when my hair is ruffled!" She pouted. Instead of apologizing, Scotland grinned back at her and instantly noticed the small book his 'sister's' grasping hard.

"What are ye holding there, England?" Scotland asked. F. England turned to her left, trying to hide the existence of the book as hard as possible. Though, her efforts are futile. Behind her, stood North Ireland who immediately grabs the book from F. England's grasp. The nations immediately direct their attention to the UK siblings, some tusked at their immaturity, other try to hold their laughter at the British women, and some feel pity for her. Not everyone has seen the British nation acting all childlike with her elder brothers. It was their first time finally seeing F. England not acting like a gentle… woman?

"Ha ha! I've got it now!" North Ireland chants. F. England fumed with rage and tried her best to grab the book from North Ireland. Being way taller than her, North Ireland held the book high, enabling F. England from reaching it with her small jumps. North Ireland got a sudden idea.

"Hey, Wales! Catch!" North Ireland threw the book from his distance and Wales caught it without fail. To F. England's horror, Wales began flipping the book and stops in the middle of the page.

"I wonder what this book is about," Wales gave a wide smirk at F. England. Before she could jump there to snatch the book, Wales begins to try and read the ancient writing out loud.

No! Don't read that spell!

Okay, now for some translations :D

Mon dieu- French for "My God!"

Tu connais un phone- Direct French for "Do you know a phone?" which in English translation its "Do you know what a phone is?"

Je suis desole- French for "I am sorry"

Kawaii desu- Japanese for "Cute!" or "So cute!" or "It's cute!"

Nee-san- Big sister. Nii-san- for big brother.

Otaku- Someone who are obsessed with Japanese anime, manga, or Japanese video games. Practically someone who's obsessed with Japanese stuff. They would sometimes dress up as the character.

Cosplay- Someone who will dress up as an anime character.

Hontoni- Japanese for "Really?" or "Really!"

Arigatou- Japanese for "Thank you"

Shrine maidens clothing- or a "Miko" in Japanese. A Priestess clothing that looks really cute :) Here's a picture of .

Puella Madoka Magica- Anime show with magical girls. Watch it! It's amazing! :D

"Being the Chinese she is, she decided to ask using the direct approach"- there's this one comic strip when Lithuania talked to Japan about something and Japan didn't know who he is. It also shows how China (male) ask Lithuania who he is directly than Japan who keeps it a secret of not knowing who he is, to be polite or course.

"Nope, because I'm a mage that uses cards"- What Norway said. There are types of mage that uses blank cards which lets them use any spell possible with the card. A mage would form fire by thinking about it to the card then throwing it to their opponent. Card wielders are also able to tell the future at some times, some are only able to tell the future for the next minute or so (I'm making this part up, the the rest at the top is true... I think :P) using rune cards.

"I can use bothe if I want tae"- What Scotland said. Meaning, he can use spells with wands and/or card magic if he want to. I picture Scotland as the oldest and able to see his power's strength well. I don't know where to put his in the powerful magician scale, but he's somewhere at the top.

"I specialize in beast taming and use my spells in communicating with animals."- What Wales said. Beast taming is basically a vegetarian in the middle ages. Beast tamers can calm a beast fast and communicate with them through their powers. I picture Wales as a beast tamer because... well... he has a dragon :P

"I'm a healer and a fighter if I want to be"- What North Ireland said. I picture North Ireland as North Italy, doing their best to calm the world for just a second. I guess he heals because he didn't break away from the UK unlike his older twin sister who did. He heals and fight because most healers are useless against fighting, and I'm making North Ireland fight at some times but with less power than his healing power.

"Ireland's the one that's an offender magician."- Offender means someone who's usually the one attacking the opposing opponent with stealth, brute strength, and agility. No backing down to the defender side, always striking with pride and determination. I picture Ireland doing that :P

Whew! That was hard and tiring work :P I'm going to give you a suggestion; remember the magical powers of the UK siblings and Norway, because you need to know about it soon in the story :D Oh... what's the spell? Any guesses :P Don't worry, you'll know soon :P Oh, and how does China know about the library? Oh, and one more thing, just to clarify everything, this meeting is in that golden building Himaruya put NOT the homes of the countries... so yeah :P Sorry I didn't clarify that with everyone :D

Well, I'm going to go now :D Cya in the next chapter :D