Disclaimer:If you think I own Hetalia...I love you...but sadly you're wrong I don't.

A/N:Short chapter of Fluffiness before the drama comes back.

I slowly opened my eyes. Ve~ another morning. I smiled as I hid a little in the covers. Ve~ but today I'm waking up in a new bed. In a new room. In a new world.

Ve~ I'm so happy~! I slowly got out of bed and noticed Luddy wasn't next to me. Ve?

I heard the door open and smiled as Luddy came into the room. I hugged him with all my might. "Ve~ where were you?"

"Out…" I noticed Luddy's nervousness and a box in his hands. Ve? "Here…" Luddy put the pretty box in front of me.

"Ve? For me?" I asked confused. Only Fratello gave me gifts and those were usually that he cook the meals or tried to clean.

"Y-yes…I mean you are a boy and none of my clothes would fit your—" super girlly body "—small frame and….—" Not saying I don't enjoy seeing you in female clothes "—I think it be best if you wore male clothes…so here." The prince said embarrassed.

He watched as the small Italian took the clothes out. Ludwig frowned as he watched the small boy look at the clothes confused, then at him, then at the clothes.

Ve~? How do I put this stuff on! I pouted a little. Ve~ I'll figure this out…

Ludwig fidgeted a little. Does he not like the clothes? I-I mean they aren't as nice as his dresses, but….mein gott….I'm so stupid…

Ve~ I looked at the weird clothes again. I saw a shirt, something I didn't know, but it had two holes must be for my legs…I also saw sockies and shoeys…..Ve?

I look at the shoes again and started to freak out. Ve? Ve! V-Ve! Those shoes had stringies! How do I put those on! Ve?

I glanced at Luddy's shoes. They had those strange stringies too! Ve?

I looked at the shirt again and almost stopped breathing. Strange circle thingys were going down the nice white shirt. Ve? H-How? Ve! F-FRATELLO!

The older Italian's eyes snapped open and he groaned. "What the hell Feliciano? I'm trying to be fucking dramatic here…" The older Italian rolled his eyes knowing his little brother was still freaking out. "Fuck it…"

The older Italian got up and walked…wobbled to the Spanish Prince and kicked him awake. Which was a really stupid idea since it just made Lovino whimper from pain. F-fuck! You better pay me back for this Fucking moron! Ow…ow…ow! DAMMIT! YOU TOO BASTARD! The older Italian thought as he pointed a finger at the Spaniard. I'M IN MORE PAIN THAN A MAN SHOULD BE! I'M NOT A FUCKING GIRL! I SHOULDN'T HAVE THE PAIN I HAVE NOW! C-CHIGI!