Well here we are, the final chapter. I'd like to thank you all very much for reviewing! Also I'd like to thank all of you that added this story to your alerts or favourites. It really meant a lot to me so I thank you all from the bottom of my heart. Before I go on too much, let me answer the reviews and let you guys read. Please remember to read what is at the bottom too! Right onto my final reviews:
Oceanfur- You bet it is! I'm really glad that they made up and just in case you weren't satisfied with that fluffy ending, I have another ending to their love story! You'll understand in the chapter
foreverhalfa- Oh thank you! I'm glad you liked the journal because I had a lot of fun writing it but also experimenting with the dates.
teenbooks4eva- That story is up now and it's called Key to the Heart. My best friend helped me name it and if you don't mind then could you please cast your vote there or on my profile so that I can keep better track of it. If I were in your situation, I would have died from nosebleed-related blood loss.
tillietorpedo91- Gotta love USUK! The fanfic is up and it is called Key to the Heart so please cast your vote there or on my profile. Thank you! ^^
CelestialCiel- He is very sweet. When I showed my best friend America she said that he was like a child and i thought that was so true. I love writing about Iggy's tsundere-ness because it's amazingly kawaii! Vote for the pairing on that story (Key to the Heart) or on my profile. Yeah I did worry if I'd get them or not but my friends keep reassuring me.
escritoria- Yes Iggy was just prolonging the inevitable. It was destined to happen. I loved the journal too because it gave me a little more freedom though I had to resist the urge to flip out over the spelling errors. I hope I can too!
Neelh- Oh thank goodness then. The fanfic is up and it's called Key to the Heart so cast your vote there or on my profile. It's easier to keep track then. That sounds interesting. Any more ideas? If not then I'll just have to wait and see if you're the 100th reviewer or not to further look into it.
MDWOLFGIRL- Glad you liked the ending, hope you will like the Epilogue too! Oh the extra one was definitely the best. I thought that he should have bad spelling as a kid because that's what all kids do. It was very hard for me though to not get angry because I'm very strict on rules and discipline (Austria reference FTW!)
This final chapter, or the epilogue as one might call it, is called Change of Spell. The name was created by switching a few words from the prologue title. This idea has been in my head ever since I started this fanfic. Now for the last time...
Tanoshimu!
"Ready?" He asked.
"You betcha!" The other beamed.
The first man nodded. He had messy blond hair, bottle-green eyes and was a little shorter than the other man. The other had dirty blond hair, sparkling blue eyes and had his hands around the first man's waist.
"So come on England, say the spell! Santo, Rita, meeta, meta or whatever it is." America laughed.
"That's the wrong spell America. Honestly I have to stop letting you watch me while I perform these spells or one day you'll start doing them yourself." England frowned.
"Hey that wouldn't be so bad. I could turn France into what he really is: a frog. That way we wouldn't have him getting nosebleeds every time he sees us." America explained.
"Yes but knowing you it'll be me that becomes a frog." England sighed.
"Your outfit sure is green enough for it." America laughed.
England's mouth dropped and he gasped at the younger nation's cheeky attitude. America just laughed more and put his hand on England's cheek.
"Besides, you know that if you turn into a frog I'll just kiss ya and turn you back into the prince you are." America beamed.
"God you're way too cheesy." England sighed as he turned away.
"And you're way too uptight. I suppose that with time we can sort that out." America winked.
England couldn't hold back the fierce blush that erupted across his face after America's last comment. To tell the truth, England never wanted to change because he liked him as he was: a strong, powerful yet also a gentlemanly and polite country. But... If it was for America then he supposed that he would be able to tolerate it.
There was a pentagram around the two that began to light up as England read out the incantation. His eyes closed and his expression softened slightly, though there were still traces of a frown and hints of the blush that he had moments before.
America loved it when he was like this because it was when England was at his calmest. The look of concentration but also of relaxation and the look of ease upon his face always made America happy upon seeing it. He longed to plant a kiss on that soft cute face that he had but the last time he tried that, he had seriously angered England because he had interrupted the spell. So of course the temptation had to be resisted.
A green light enveloped the two and they disappeared in a flash. They reappeared in a beautiful green meadow seconds later. The place had certain sentimental value for the two so they found themselves going there quite often.
Lately the two had been spending a lot more time together and the most normal explanation (or at least as normal as you can get for two men that were actually personifications of countries) for this was that they had become a couple. It had been quite a surprise for the other countries at first but after all, they had recently gone through quite a personal transformation together and so their unification was inevitable.
After the two had gotten together, England quite obviously had to thank the country who had helped them to get together so at the end of the first world meeting they experienced as a couple, England stopped France briefly to say something.
-Flashback-
"Hey France..." England muttered.
"Ah bonjour Angleterre. To what do I owe zis pleasure?" France smirked.
"I just wanted to say..." England began.
"Hm?" France hummed.
England suddenly had an intense coughing fit but in the middle of it he managed to say something very vague, though clear enough for France to just about hear it. The word of course, was thank you.
"What was zat? I couldn't quite 'ear you." France asked, smirking slightly.
"Thanks..." England said through the coughing.
"Really Angleterre, please don't tell me you 'ave a cold again. Though your panting is pretty cute and pleasurable for me..." France chuckled.
"LOOK YOU BLOODY FROG! I said thank you! THANK YOU! Happy? I bet you are! And the next time I get a cold I'll make sure that I infect YOU first!" England yelled.
"Am I hearing zis right? Hehehe! Zis is totally awesome! England just said zank you to France!" A voice exclaimed.
There stood Prussia, looking extremely evil due to the thoughts that were running through his head at that moment.
"Hey GUYS! England just THANKED France!" Prussia yelled as he walked off in the opposite direction to spread the gossip.
England turned back to France and glared.
"Don't look at me in zat way Angleterre! If you want... I could deny ze 'ole thing. Sounds fair, non?" France asked.
"It's okay." England shook his head. "You helped me get together with America so I'm not mad. Pass my thanks onto Canada for me as well, after all I wouldn't want to keep America waiting."
Then England turned around, laughing to himself at the sound of France's gasp as France tried to control the large nosebleed that he had just gotten. But instead of staying to see France being a fanboy, he ran away not wanting to keep America waiting as he had told France.
-End of Flashback-
The two sat on the hill together. America lay sprawled out on the grass with his arms out wide. He stared up at the sky that was laced with fluffy clouds, occasionally pointing up to show England certain cloud shapes that he had noticed.
England sat sideways, looking up at the sky like America. His one leg was down and his other knee was up. His arm was over his knee casually and he looked quite relaxed despite the fact that he was wearing his military clothes again today.
"Hey England look! That cloud looks like a burger! Man I wanna eat that thing right now..." America beamed.
"America, how many times do I have to tell you? You can't eat clouds because they aren't edible!" England explained.
"Aww you have to ruin my fun." America whined. "...Hey England?"
"Yes America?" England asked.
"What d'you think happened to us, like the other version of us in that other world." America asked.
"That's a good question..." England muttered as he put down his knee and leaned back slightly.
The two thought for a while, reminiscing about their little adventure for a bit. After a while, England decided on a conclusion.
-In the other world-
"Please England! You gotta help me! I... I ran away from France's house! For good this time and I think he knows it too! I was hopin' you could help me." America explained.
"M-me? Why me?" England asked.
"Well... When I was younger I was like... Always dreamin' about how you'd come back an' save me. You were like my hero growing up so I've always wanted to be a hero too! Plus... You're the only one that can stand up to that guy! Not only are you wicked tough but you're also amazingly smart and... And..."
Canada unlocked the door, allowing France entrance into the house. He walked in and put a hand on Canada's shoulder, giving him a small smile before he charged down the hallway and up to the door that led to the basement.
"America. You know I can't do that." England whispered.
"Why not? I-I don't..."
"I can't be your hero. Over the decades I've angered so many countries that it's unbelievable. My reputation is fine as it is now, I don't want to endanger it."
"Y-you can't...? But I thought you loved me."
"L-love? What gave you that idea?"
"That night when you kissed me. The night when you were given the confidence to do what you couldn't when sober. But don't you get it? You don't need to get drunk to be confident. You have me, that's all you should need."
"America I..."
France thrashed repeatedly on the old and weak door. He kept continually yelling England's name and America's, telling them that he now had Canada on his side. England would have been upset by this, but right now he was trying to concentrate on the situation he was in with America.
"England..." America pleaded.
Then France broke down the door and glared in. Canada stood beside him, slowly edging away and not wanting to meet England's gaze. America, seeing that France had broken down the door, backed away and into the corner now that France was descending the stairs and heading for him. As he passed England, he gave him a quick glance and said:
"Angleterre, I thank you for giving me ze opportunity to be rid of zis nuisance once and for all. I appreciate ze 'elp."
Then he continued to back America into the corner, gripping onto his sword firmly and raising it threateningly.
"So it all comes down to zis. Au revoir mon frère." France smiled.
Then he raised his sword and America scrunched his eyes shut, waiting for the impact.
But it didn't come. Instead he heard a clashing sound and then he opened his eyes to see England standing in front of him holding a sword that was guarding him from France's.
"England!" America gasped.
"I'd never help you France..." England growled. "My loyalty lies with America! So now I'm going to do what you failed to do so many times: I'm going to defend America like what his brother should have done when he was a child!"
The two became engaged in an intense sword fight. England slashed viciously and France tried his best to defend, but eventually England knocked the sword out of France's hand and France found himself on the floor and England's sword was just a few short inches from his neck.
But instead of finishing France, England lowered his sword.
"Now go and do what you failed to: raise Canada as if he were your brother and remember that he is not a slave, he is your brother." England instructed.
France nodded and then scrambled for the door. On his way out, he turned back to England.
"Why Angleterre? You could 'ave finished me off."
"You forget: I'm a gentleman. Now leave before I decide to change my mind about it."
France left with his arm around Canada and England turned back to America. He wiped the blood that was pouring from his mouth and approached him slowly. He crouched down to his level and whispered to him softly:
"You were right America. The courage I get from my feelings for you are what fuel me and keep me going. I can be your hero, but only when I have you at my side."
And with that, he placed a kiss on America's soft burger-tasting lips.
-Back to normal world-
"It might have taken a while, but we'd still be together I reckon." England finished explaining.
"Guess you're right." America sighed.
The two looked up at the clouds for a little while longer. Then America sat up and turned to England, making England turn his head as well.
"Hey England?" America asked.
"Yes America?" England sighed.
"Do you love me?"
"Of course I do. It may have taken changing history to realise that but we're finally there and believe me, I won't let anyone else have you, nor will I let anything happen to cause you harm. I love you and that's how it's going to stay."
"Right back at ya, limey boy."
The End
*Sniff sniff* I really hoped you enjoyed it! This was my very first Hetalia fanfiction but on the way I've been creating various oneshots and I've started two new stories! One is called Key to the Heart which I mentioned in the last chapter and the other is called Café Cosplay which was mentioned quite a while back now. I will also eventually be releasing a fanfiction soon called As long as we're brothers so please keep your eye out for that!
I would be very happy if I didn't have to say goodbye to you all and that I might see you again in one of my other fanfictions. I'm sure that would be enjoyable for us all!
Please remember to review and tell me your idea for the bonus chapter! If you've forgotten the theme, I'll tell you again!
This bonus chapter will be set in the other world where France is America's brother and Canada is England's. In this world, anything can happen so I want you to create a scenario for it that I will put in the bonus chapter. It can be using any pairing you like so please remember to use your creativity! If you want, you can even bring in some historical elements though if you do that then you may have to help me out a little. Good luck!
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Sayonara minna-san! (Though hopefully not for good)
~Neko