Chapter 10
3rd Person's POV
A second player world meeting. A person would think that people who were the opposites of the nations would have a world meeting where they could get things done. Well that person would be dead wrong. "BECAUSE FUCKER I'M A VEGETARIAN!" America screamed at Canada who purposely put a smushed a Big Mac on America's face while he was "resting his eyes". "NO ONE FUCKING CARES ABOUT YOU BEING A VEGETARIAN AL." Canada screamed back. England looked cheerfully at his two boys. But he felt a strange sense of guilt. He shook it off and looked at his dear friend France. Immediately a puff of smoke was blown in his face. France was smoking up a storm. He smiled as his friend bitterly sat there. He felt the sense of guilt more. His smile faltered 'I wonder if they're not happy this way…' England thought. He shook his head 'Just look at Norway and Iceland! They are happier than ever!' England thought bashing his other thought. He turned his gaze to the two Nordic brothers. They were bothering Denmark since Finland would kill them if they bothered him. England started to smile again but couldn't. Norway and Iceland were smiling but they looked forced. England furrowed his giant brows. 'Maybe….I messed up?' England said eyes turning an emerald. He got a look on his face. He knew what he had to do.
He got up from his seat and left the building. He got into his car and drove straight home. He got home and ran inside locking the doors and windows. He grabbed his magic book and went into the basement. He knew what he was about to do was very dangerous. He also knew he had to do it. Turning 1p!'s into 2p!'s was fairly easy. The other way around was another story. It would take a lot of magical energy. It might kill him but it was his fault everyone was like this. That they were all so unhappy. He opened the the book and searched through it. He found the spell and drew the circle. He stood in the middle with the book chanting the spell. Magic swirled around him as the spell went on. Books flipped open and papers flew around. England chanted faster. He could hear someone trying to knock down the door. It didn't matter the spell was almost finished. England said the final parted and a huge burst of magic traveled the globe. England felt as cuts were all over him. He knew this would happen so he wasn't surprised when he started to bleed. He fell to the floor with his familiar blonde hair and green eyes. The F.A.C.E family who were outside got knocked over the by the magical gust. America had his usual blonde hair and baby blue eyes. France threw the cancer stick out of his mouth. "Dude….I HAVEN'T EATEN BURGERS IN LIKE WEEKS." America yelled.
France and Canada sighed. "Of course that's what you're worried about." Canada and France said in unison. The door which America had tried to break door fell down. "Oops…." America said rubbing the back of his head. Then, they saw what was lying in his own blood unconscious on the floor. "IGGY!" America said running to him. "Dude! Wake up!" America said worried. "D-Did I do this!?" America said. "No. America I think he did this to turn everyone back." Canada said walking next to his brother. France picked up England "We need bandages!" France said carrying the bleeding man upstairs. America and Canada scrambled to find some. "Dude there's blood everywhere and it's not England's!" America said looking at the mess in the kitchen. He continued to search. Eventually they found some and wrapped England up. "He's gonna wake up right dude?" America asked looking at France. "Oui. I think so." (Yes) France said looking at England on the couch.
(Time skip~)
England's POV
My whole body hurt. I woke up wrapped in bandages. I sat up as best as I could and looked around. I saw France, America, and Canada asleep on the floor next to me. I knew that it worked from America's hair. I smirked. I layed back down to rest more. 'I like them better this way.' I thought to myself as I fell asleep.
The end.