America was quite beautiful for a girl. Her hair was long like Frances, but her blue eyes were a lighter shade. She had shrunk a good two feet, and she was even shorter than France, even when both of them were girls. Her annoying personality turned into a funny personality. Even if it was only a change in their bodies, their male minds were unaffected. If she had been well, a chick instead of a guy, who knows? Maybe people would actually like her/him better. America had the personality of a childish angel.

At least, that is what they believed. To the other men in the house, they had become absolutely terrifying. They had blocked off a room, and were making dark plans in the war. France was absolutely horrified when she found that she was a frog, and America was just angry that England for putting the stupid spell on the first place. The room had also been blocked off by magic, so no spells could be set on America.

England was one naughty boy. He had sent more than ten spells at her within the first hour, and after that, a few spells within a day or so. The boys had their own magical spell protection spell (expect Prussia) that they could go into.

Prussia… on the other hand. He was tied to a kitchen chair, and was left there. He was the one who was at fault. The fact that he was the one who didn't break the spell, just removed it and added another that in effect turned America into a girl. The two females were not amused, and even tied up Gilbird next to him. If any spells were aimed at him, he was going to get hit. None of the others cared. ("He gets what he deserves." Romano laughed, and took the eel up to the mens room) The house was bombarded with spells, one of which knocked out the power. America couldn't call for help, nor could she get anybody to get the enemy to stop.


America looked up from her map, and nodded towards France. "You think this will work?"

"Oui." France agreed, as she quickly stepped towards the door. "It is the only possible way."

America sighed, and then crossed to the door next to France. "It's the only explanation. I think it is high time to get Spain back."

The two girls exited the room at a run, heading towards the other end of the house where the men lived in, if a spell came at any time, they were out of luck. This was war, and if it was to be struck or be hit, they would both hit whoever to make sure that they would live.

"Oi! Let me out of here!" A yell came up from the bottom of the stairs, but France ignored him.

"No way." America yelled back, and then continued on the race to the other safe room in the house. It felt like an Indiana Jones movie. The giant rock rolling after him, and he had to save himself from being crushed. But in this case, they didn't want to know exactly what would happen if they were 'crushed'.

The two females skid to a stop in front of a door, and knocked furiously. The door opened to show an equally furious Romano. He had been sleeping, and was the closest to the door.

"What-" He snapped, but then realised that two pretty girls were at the door. The said two pretty girls forced themselves into the room, and closed the door with a slam.

"Thanks Roma~!" France smiled, and Romano was speechless.

"D-don't call me tha-." He shook, and America suddenly hugged him.

"Thank you so much, you saved our lives!" She exclaimed.

Japan was in the corner, just taking all of this in. A tissue pressed to his nose as he took rapid notes.

Romano found the attention just going to his head. "Yeah, I know." He smugly said.

"You know what you can do to make us feel safer?" France cooed, and Romano nodded.

"Please," America blushed, "kiss Spain."

Romano began to nod, but then stopped. "No."

"Please," France began to cry. "Kiss him so that he might not get injured. If something happened to him in that small body.. I don't know what I'd do!" She began to sob hysterically. America followed suit, and cried as well.

"Spain, so lost and alone." She sobbed.

Romano was actually the one who was looking lost. As a Country of love, and girls, he might add, Romano was considered one of the more nicer lovers. Well, besides France, who just wanted to get people in bed. Romano didn't like to see crying girls, let alone girls crying over something he wouldn't do. Italy once said that if a girl was crying of sadness, then she needed to be comforted in the best way possible.

"Fine, I'll do it. But only once!" Romano gave in, and gave the two a soft glare.

America sniffed, "really? You would do that for us?"

Romano rolled his eyes and nodded. "Just no more waterworks!" He snapped. He crossed over and looked into the bucket where Spain was swimming around in. Romano wretched at the thought of kissing something slimy, and a water snake was no exception. (Water snake, is technically what an eel is, really.) Romano stuck his hand into the cold water and shivered as Spain brushed his hand.

"Alright Bastardo, you will buy me thousands upon thousand of tomatoes when you are back, and no way are you allowed not to." Romano muttered, as he chased the eel around the bucket. Spain was an interesting animal for sure. First he would touch Romanos hand, making him shiver, and then dark away to the other side of the bucket. It was like he was teasing Romano.

Yup. Thats Spain for you.

Finally, after sometime swishing his hand around in the bucket, Romano got a hold on Spain. The eel thrashed around in his hand as he took it out of the water. "It doesn't need to be on the lips, right?"

America shrugged, and France shook her head. "I wouldn't know." They said, and then looked at each other. That was strange. Maybe it was because of the spell that connected them together.

Romano bent down, and stuck his lips on the side of the eel and withdrew. Nothing happened.

"I think you have to kiss him on the lips." France whispered, and America nodded.

"Oh, you will pay for this." Romano said darkly, and began to stop the eels head from moving around. It was looking at Romano with its creepy eyes, and he shuddered. "What goes on in this room, stays in this room, got it?" He said sharply, and the two blondes and Japan nodded. "I hate you so much!" Romano suddenly roared, and then bent down and kissed the eel on its lips. Or, that is the best place on an eel to say lips.

White smoke once again filled the room.


A black van pulled up alongside the sidewalk, and its engine cut off. A pair of binoculars poked out a window towards an innocent looking house. The grass was a bit long, and a few windows were open. Something was moving in the kitchen area, but they couldn't see.

The Magic Club (excluding Canada) was tired of waiting for America to join. They wanted to act now, and particularly a certain British Gentleman. They were done playing games, and since America was on the losing side, it was time to act.

Especially to get their curses off. England was not the only one affected (in fact, Canada was the only one who wasn't affected). Romania had found some dislike against the wolf ears that adorned his head, and driving with a tail was annoying. Norway didn't say anything about the fox ears, but you can tell that he was clearly annoyed. (It didn't help that every once in a while, 'What Does the Fox Say' came onto the radio.)

A crash sound came from the kitchen, and a howl of some sort of creature echoed around the block. The three men glanced at each other. Was this some sort of protection? Did they know that they were coming?

A window was suddenly threw open as Japan poked his head out in a white cloud of smoke. He was coughing, and waving his hand to let the gassy smoke get out. Romano joined him with his head out the window, as he coughed.

"Romano is involved?" Romania suddenly asked. They didn't know the Italian was involved.

"He's probably here because of Spain." Norway explained. It was the best explanation that they had.

"Lets do this." England growled, his large animal ears were annoying him to no end. "I want this off as soon as I can."

The Magic Trio exited the van and began to stalk towards the unsuspecting house.

The poor, innocent house.


Sorry about the wait again. I had this half done, and I started thinking about this book in the shower this morning so I finished this chapter and the next one is started. I am going to pick up my Brother from the airport, so when I come back, I am hoping to see a few reviews! :)

I am running while writing this, so I have to leave soon. If you have any questions, please leave a review.