In this chapter there is attempted rape I'm sorry /;w;\ but I wanted to add a little more action on this don't worry as in the next chapter it will be as cute and fluffy and happy times as ever \^w^/


"YES! PERFECT!" England yelled from the basement and ran up.

"What is it, Anglettere?..." France asked setting his wine down then moving it again when he saw America reaching for it.

"I have made something that will fix there ages... I only have one problem... I have no idea whether it will turn them younger, older children, teens or adults or-" England was interrupted by France,

"I get ze picture Anglettere... Just try it!" France said and got up looking at the bottle filled with the strange substance. England walked over taking Canada's hand which brought France into a panic, "Ah! Non non.. Anglettere... Not mon little Mattheiu..." he said, grabbing Canada back and hugging him close.

"You said it yourself, France! It wont hurt!" England said reaching for Canada again, France shook his head and held the boy tighter to his chest.

"Non! Go use... America or Russia.." In all truth, it wasn't that France was afraid Canada would be hurt it was more that he wanted to have his little Canadian back.

England rolled his eyes and sighed then reaching for the other two's hands, "Come on, then." the other two children took his hand and followed him, taking them upstairs he set them down on his bed and pulled the covers over them after removing there clothing in case they were to grow older which was most likely to happen. America and Russia looked at eachother confused.

"Britain? Why are we?" America paused a bit way through when England walked to them with the potion.

"Just in case poppet, now here, have a sip of this." he pushed the bottle to America's lips who took the potion with ease he then went to Russia doing the same thing he stood back a moment watching and only a few seconds later, after a cloud of mist took over there sat two older versions of who once was a small children, "Yes! It worked! Now I need to get this to-" but before England could take another step he tripped and spilt the potion on the floor, "Oh perfect..." England grumbled and stood up to look at the two, "America?... Russia? Remember me?" he leaned closer to look at them and then figured the duo was around 10-12 years old now, "mn.. You are older..You remember me right?" England asked, America tilted his head slightly.

"Of corse I remember you, dad!" America laughed, England was immediately shocked and his face definetely showed it, "Dad?... Hello?" America leaned over, giggling a little as he waved his hand in front of England's face. England shook out of his trance.

"D-Dad?" England stuttered then it came to him, this potion must've allowed them to remember them when they were younger and because him and France had been looking after them then that must've made them think that he was there father, "O-Oh yes.. Uhm..." he didn't really know what to say now.

"Where are my clothes?..." Russia asked looking around.

"Ah! Yes! One moment, lad..." England rushed into the cupboard, there was bound to be clothes from when he was there age. Unfortunately, no luck, but he had managed to find clothes from when he was a teenager, "There." he handed over the clothing to them, he waited for a moment as they had gotten changed and he helped them up, it wasn't really the clothing you expected them to wear but it was better then no clothing at all.

"There kinda... big?" America said as he tried pulling the jeans up. England noticed this.

"We will go buy you some more clothes, the both of you." he reached in the cupboard managing to find a belt, "Here." he leaned down helping to put the belt through the loops of the jeans and buckling it on both of them, "Perfect!" he smiled, "Now, I'm going to go out and buy some clothes for you.." he checked the tag on the back of the t shirts and estimated how much small they would be, "Why don't you go and see Canada and.."

"Mama?" Russia asked.

England held back a smirk and nodded, "Yes. Mama." England walked into the hallway getting his shoes, "I'm going to buy them clothes, France." England simply said and left, quickly, beginning to laugh as he got in his car.

America and Russia came down and waved to him.

"Bonjour, mon petits~" France greeted with a smile. America and Russia rushed over and sat in the chair, "Are vous hungry?" France asked bouncing Canada a little in his lap. The two nodded.

"Mum! Can we get McDonalds for dinner tonight?" America grinned.

"I... Wait what? I'm not your mum!" France yelled, shocked.

America's eyes widened and became tear-filled, "Wh-What do you mean?"

"Oh.. Non, I'm just joking.. Uhm... I suppose we should ask, Anglettere, if we can zhough." France got up, holding Canada still and began making croissants, Canada giggled a little as they got up since it was so quick it was like a ride. America and Russia smiled a little and waited for the croissants to be served. "'Ere, we are~" France smiled putting the plated in front of them, both of them immediately eating the food. It wasn't long until England came back too, holding bags full of clothes.

"I-I'm back!" England panted, "I was rushing b-because there were so many people going in the shops I didn't want to be standing in que's for hours!" he put the bags on the desk, "I see why though," he looked outside, "It's the coming to the end of November so everyone would probably be getting ready for Christmas..." England looked to the oldest boys who were finishing off there food, "Here you are, poppets~" he gave both of them a bag and let them run up to their room to get changed again. England turned to see France glaring at him and England had a feeling he knew why, "Yes, France?" he smirked.

"Vous told them I was there mama, oui?" France growled, annoyed.

England laughed, "No no, they just suddenly thought I was there father when they were turned older, maybe they thought you were there mother because you look like a girl." England poured the hot water into his cup filled with earl grey tea.

France's face burned, "I do NOT look like a girl!" he yelled, Canada jumped in his seat and trembled looking at France. "Oh..Oh, mon petit, I'm sorry.." France reached down picking up the little boy to rest on his chest, "I didn't mean to scare vous." he apoligised and hugged him close. Canada hugged him round his neck, it wasn't that he scared him only startling him, he then looked over to England.

"Christmas?" he eyes lit up.

England nodded, "Yeah..." he smiled then realising something, "Then that means we should be getting ready for it, right?" England said, Canada let out a little squee, bouncing excitedly in France's arms.

"Now? Now?" Canada asked.

"I don't see why not, after all it is almost that Christmas time." England smiled.

America and Russia came down at that moment and to England they both looked a mess.

"Tsk... You two look like you've never changed yourself before, come here." England ordered and both walked towards him, England bent down buckling America's belt properly and helped him turn his t shirt so it was the right way, then moving to Russia he pulled the scarf round so it was sure not to loosen and fall off, he reached down pulling the rim of the purple hoodie down a little more to make the fabric look straight and neat, "Perfect." he smiled, brushing the hair out of the boys face with his fingers, he got back up and sighed, "Looks like we're going to have to go out again." England smiled.

"Why?" America asked.

"We need to get some things for Christmas," France said and just like Canada the two's eyes lit up, excited and both ran, grabbing some shoes and pulling them on, England chuckled, he knew before that Russia didn't celebrate Christmas but being they had "grown up" around England and France it now seemed normal to him. England and France got their own shoes on and France carried Canada's small ones to put them on in the car, England pressed a button so they now knew the car was unlocked...

"Shotgun." Russia and America said at the same time then looked at eachother, after a few moments pasued the both of them got up running and fighting eachother for the door, kicking eachothers legs and pushing there faces out the way until they reached the car they both jumped in at the front, fighting for it.

"I said it first!" America yelled.

"Nyet! You didn't!" Russia retorted and it wasn't until they were both grabbed by the back of there clothes and pushed into the back that they stopped fighting.

France had climbed in the front and put the seatbelt on, "Non, for fighting you both have to sit in ze back." France said as he turned round to look at them.

"But-!" they were both interupted.

"No, You two shouldn't be fighting." England said and with that began to drive off. France and England chuckled when they saw the two pull a childish kind of pout.

"I need a rememberance kind of spell mixed in with an aging potion.. It is probably the reason why there personalities are different too.." he muttered, quietly. Canada snuggled his bear, speaking to him as they rode in the car, it didn't take them long to get to the town, and it looked like people had already put a large christmas tree up in the middle of it, it was yet to be covered with a rainbow of lights but nonetheless it was exciting to see it there.

"I think we should go to the mall, it's really getting quite cold out here.." England said, shivering a little, France helped Canada into his shoes and took his hand allowing his other hand to hold the bear.

"It's snowing!" America said, pointing up, all of them looked up and even a few bystanders looking at the snowfall, it was very light but it wouldn't stop them from getting a cold.

"America, did you bring your coat?" England asked, America shook his head, grinning like a cheshire cat. England sighed, "I might've left a bag of clothes in the car, I might find a coat in there," England walked back to the car opening the back, "America.. He comes out wearing a t shirt in this weather! I thought it would've been obvious to bring one, as we were all wearing one when we left." England searched through and managed to find a coat brought, "Here!" he shut the back of the car and locked it again, "America, you're just lucky I forgot a bag of clothes in the car.." he grabbed the Americans hand and pulled his arms through the sleeves of the coat and zipped the front up, "That's better." he sighed. America rolled his eyes. England glared at him, causing America to jolt and walk on, behaving.

The five walked in the mall, well four walked and one little Canadian was carried in because he was being too slow, whilst France and Canada talked to eachother, England handed America and Russia 10 each for them to spend, "Stay inside the mall, okay?" England said.

America and Russia nodded.

"Promise? Because if I find you going out you will not be going off on your own again." England, overprotectively.

"Yeah yeah, we promise! Can we go noooow?" America whined, England smiled and nodded, patting them on there lower backs as they turned around to run off and explore the mall more. England smiled watching them run off, Canada reached his arms out.

"Wai... I wanna go to..." Canada frowned trying to wriggle out of France's arms.

"Ah... Mattheiu vous are too young to go with zhem.." France sighed and pulled back the boy so he would stop wriggling and trying to get out of his arms.

"B-But I want to..." Canada said, starting to wriggle out again.

"Non, I said non.." France repeated a bit more sternly this time. Canada stopped wriggling, obeying.

England smiled at him, "Good lad..." The trio walked of, France was trying to comfort the boy as he whimpered, upset that he couldn't go with the other two.

As soon as England and France explored one shop, there were no more shops left to explore in the mall, they'd gotten a bag of sweets each and were saving it to get home as they had shoved them in there pockets to hide from England and France, they even split there money to get Canada some too.

"Dude, Russia, I'm so bored." America huffed and they both sat down, let his head go limp making it fall back and just staying there to emphasize his boredom.

Russia nodded, "Da, Me too.." he sighed, resting his hands on his knees and his head head in his hands.

"Why don't we go out of the mall?..." America asked. Russia looked to him with a nervous frown.

"We can't, papa said not to.." he looked to the doors of the mall of which people were coming in and out of.

"Yeah, but what he doesn't know won't hurt him!" America grinned, "We're old enough to look after ourselves and we'll be back and they wont know!" America stood up then grabbed Russia's hand pulling him up too.

"I don't know, America..." Russia was still cautious about this, "What if something bad happens?..."

"Nothing bad will happen! Come on! Just the shops that are right outside, no further!" America persuaded on and this caught Russia's attention.

"Hm.. Da.. But if we get in trouble I'm blaming you." America nodded and the duo ran off and out of the mall.

"Are we getting a Christmas tree?" Canada asked.

"We already have one, poppet, but we do need decorations.." England replied, "We also need a turkey and little nibbly things to put on the table in the living room," All of them walked to the next shop which sold decorations.

"Why do you put... "nibbly things" on the table?" France asked.

"I always put them there! Don't worry I cover them with tin foil over night so no bugs will get in them and they wont turn." England reassured as they ventured round the new shop, Canada grabbing at all the tinsel the whole way long and giggling as it tickled his skin.

"We can go to that pub..." America smirked.

"Do you think we'll be able to get in then?" Russia asked.

"Yeah! Anyones allowed in, but to get a drink, it won't be easy..." America replied, "but maybe they'll think we're old enough!" he grinned. Russia nodded and returned the grin and they both headed in also being quite shy at first but then found it along easy. The bartender looked at the two and raised an eyebrow.

"Can I help you, boys?" he asked.

"Yeah yeah! I want a drink!" America yelled. The bartender smirked ready to play along with there little game.

"What do you want?"

"A drink."

"..." The bartender face palmed, "What kind of drink?" he asked.

"I want.. Uhm..." America looked at all the drinks on the menu mainly the alcoholic ones, "Ah! Jack daniels!"

"I'll have vodkaaaa~" Russia said in a daydream.

The bartender nodded and reaching up he grabbed two glasses and went underneath the bar with them and came back up with them both filled with sparkling water, of corse, neither Russia or America knew, they didn't even know what the alcoholic drinks tasted like.

"Thanks!" They both said and drank down the drinks quickly and looked at eachother oddly.

"This wasn't what I thought it tasted like.." America said.

"But still.." Russia added and they both began to drink it again.

"That's probably because its not what you wanted, kid."

America and Russia looked over to the side of the room to see a gang of eight tall and by the look of it strong men and watched as they started to approach them, this seemed so awesome for those guys to be even talking to them, of corse this was to the mind of two 10-12 year old boys, anyone else would think they would probably just become trouble. America and Russia watched them.

"He wouldn't give us the wrong drinks." America said, Russia nodded in agreement. The bartender walked away in a hurry to a room where only the staff could go, a bit nervous to be around them, two of the gang members, most likely the leaders of them stood next to either side of Russia and America.

"Maybe he didn't, you know." the two smirked and the others laughed, deeply but quietly.

"Have another sip incase." One of them suggested. America and Russia nodded.

"Fine, we will!" Russia said and with that they both gulped down a large amount of the "alcohol"

"Ah.. Taste's the same and fine to me!" America grinned, feeling very victorious over it.

"Ah... Am... America I feel really dizzy..." Russia held his head blink his eyes, "Maybe we should go back now..."

"I.. I kind of am too... Yeah... okay... B-Bye guys, we gotta go..." America said and they both hopped down from the tall stools beginning limp towards the door but was stopped when a gang member got in the way of them.

"You ain't going anywhere."

England looked around, "France, maybe we should go find America and Russia now.." England said, becoming a bit worried.

"Oh, Anglettere, I'm sure zhat zhey are fine! Just drink your tea." France said, annoyed, England had been saying about it for the past 30 minutes!

"Mm... I just... We haven't seen them for a while." England looked around hoping to see the boys walk past at some point.

"... Well... Zhat is true... but zhey could be in a shop right now at the other end of ze mall." France reassured.

England got up, "I'm going to look for them, stay here." England said and walked off. France sighed and smiled at Canada who smiled back.

"Ah, Anglettere really is overprotective, isnt 'e?" France said, Canada replied with a nod and took another bite out of the large cookie in his hands and wiping his face with his coat sleeve from the crumbs and chocolate, France frowned at this and grabbing a napkin he quickly wiped the boys face clean before he was to do it again.

"W-Wait! Yes we are!" America yelled dizzily struggling to stand still.

They all laughed at the two's clumsiness of falling into eachother and apoligising each time they did, they yelped as they were both pushed against a pool table.

"Ah! L-Let go!" Russia yelled, though not being able to do anything.

The two leaders of the gang pushed them down so there backs laid on the pool table and there legs hung off not even touching the ground, "Come on, kid, I know you want it." one of them growled, smirking, the two grabbed there knees and pushed them apart.

"NO! NO! NO! STOP STOP!" They both cried scared, now some other gang members had pulled there arms above there head and restrained by there wrist from some other gang members so they couldn't defend themselves.

"I haven't been with a woman in fucking weeks and this is as close as we're gonna get!" The man holding America down yelled, making America whimper.

Then it snapped in Russia.

"KolKolKolKolKolKolKol..." he chanted on but they wouldn't let up knowing he wouldn't have been strong enough to get them away anyway. Russia wriggled his legs more and managed to kick the guy in a very sensitive area, after of which he jumped up pulling his arms towards himself and quickly twisting the other man's hands round making him let go of him. America took his chance then, pulling the man holding his wrists down and head butting him very hard in the mouth, quickly getting himself up and socking the other man in the face.

"Ack..." they huffed catching there breath, hitting the other two's pressure point hard, however.. they didn't notice that they had only taken down six of them.

"YOU LITTLE SHITS!" The other two yelled, grabbing them by there necks.

"ACK! EHK.. AH.. Ca-ah.. n't.. b-br..the..!" They both chocked desperately for air, until the leading men got up once more, snatching the two from them and slamming them on there fronts onto the pool table.

"You'll pay for that now you little shits." they both snarled pinning there wrists together down on there backs they both kicked there legs desperately and began to sob when they felt the rim of there jeans being grabbed and pulled down the slightest bit it had stopped when they heard a very livid voice.

"You leave those children be. Right. Now." they both recognised it and looked over happy to see a familiar man with large eyebrows.

"Dad!"

"Papa!"

The men smirked, "Y' dad I see." they laughed, "Get out of here and you can have them back when we're done."

"Give them to me now and no harm will come to you." England growled

The eight members laughed, "I'd like to see you try to hurt u-" they didn't have enough time to finish that sentence until England had grabbed a table and threw it hard at him, knocking him out. America jumped up ready to run to England until another man grabbed him holding him under one arm.

"Who's next or are you going to give me my children back." England said. The one holding Russia down tighten his grip hurting him, terribly and pushing closer towards him so he was right up against him.

"Owww.." Russia sobbed out in pain and also petrified, England heard him and immediately he grabbed yet another table running at the man and hitting him hard, knocking him out instantly like the other. Russia curled up in a ball on the table, covering his face.

"I will give you three seconds to give me him back, if you do it no harm will come to you, if you do not I'd be very happy to start writing your funeral invitations." he snarled.

They pulled back.

"One."

Still glaring at the englishman.

"Two."

Now panicing they weren't sure what to do now. England leaned over the bar grabbing a few knives.

"Thr-"

"HERE'S YOUR FUCKING KID, JUST- JUST LEAVE US ALONE!" he practically threw America to the ground at him, making him whimper, this still set of England and grabbing a glass he threw it at the mans head also causing him to pass out.

"Anyone else have anything to say about this." he asked

The rest quickly grabbed the other three and ran off out of the resteraunt. Englands anger calmed itself down and he looked at the boys sobbing on the floor and pool table, "Oh boys..." his eyes, teary, he ran to America picking him up and putting him beside Russia on the pool table hugging them both as they sobbed into his shoulder.

"It was so scary, dad.." America sobbed loudly into his shirt, England could barely make out what he said.

"I know, I know.." England tried to hold back a few tears.

"I'm really sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, papa.." Russia cried into England's shirt as well, England nodded and managed to pick the two up with ease, being able to throw a table, it wouldn't have been hard to carry them. England would have to apoligise to pub and send a cheque to have everything fixed now, but he didn't mind just as long as America and Russia were fine, he didn't mind. England walked back holding the two.

"France.." England called.

France looked up from the table as he was playing a little game with Canada, "Oui?" he saw the two, "What happened?" France asked, holding Canada's hand still rubbing the top of it with his thumb.

"I'll explain to you when we get back home.." England said managing to reach and rub a tear from the corner of his eye, "Right now it's time to go." England said. France nodded and picked up Canada who looked at him confused.

"We 'ave to go now, mon petit.." he reached down and picked the boy up, Canada yawned and rested his head against France's chest. France smiled and rubbed the boys back walking along carrying all the bags in one hand and two on his bent arm. Once they had gotten back to the car all were helped in and buckled by the seatbelt, America and Russia still cried the whole way back and Canada kept patting there arms to comfort them even the littlest bit. France had become a bit more worried now as to what happened, "Anglettere?.."

"I will tell you once we get inside," England stopped the car and opened the trunk carrying all the bags, America and Russia refused to walk out without being extremely close to their "guardians". Once they had got inside England put all the bags down, France went upstairs putting down Canada in bed to sleep, Canada was quite upset they couldn't put the presents up today but he wasn't extremely upset because they could put them up tomorrow. France made sure Canada was asleep and walked back down to see England and the other two boys. France sat down on the couch and as America sat in Englands lap crying he allowed Russia to come to him too, trying to calm them down, soon they had reduced to only sniffles and a few tears. England explained what happened and slightly surprisingly worrying France too. England frowned.

"Im just glad they're alright..." England sighed then noticed America had gone limp, he lifted him a little to see his face and noticed the boy and fallen asleep. France had a feeling Russia was too but didn't get up, he layed back hugging him closely. England sighed again, "Those bastards..." he hugged America close. France looked over to them.

"If it was in a bar it is most likely the police have already caught them, tomorrow, lets just try to cheer them up, Oui?" France suggested, rubbing the boys back.

England nodded, "Yeah," he layed there, protectively holding the American child as did France with Russia and it wasn't long before France and England had then fallen asleep too.