Chapter 21 – King or Queen

Something was off. Prussia could sense it. Since they arrived back at Sanssouci, Fritz had been acting weird and a bit distant. Whenever Prussia asked if he was okay, his king would say that he was fine and brush it off as though nothing was wrong. Now, it was the final straw. He wasn't sure why but he wanted to know! But he had to find out what his lover was up to. So, as he walked up to Fritz's study, the nation could feel him getting worried as he took another step forward. He didn't know what he would find behind the doors, but it wouldn't be good. He reached out a trembling hand and he opened the door. Inside was quite the same as usual except...

Prussia's red eyes widened as he looked towards the woman that was standing there, staring at her reflection in the cabinets and looking horrified. For some reason she was wearing the clothing that Frederick was wearing when they had been getting dressed today. He took a hasty step forward into the room.

"Ummm...excuse me? May I ask-?"

The woman spun round and gasped. "Prussia!"

Prussia took a step back. How the hell did this woman know him? "I'm sorry, do I know you?"

"Prussia, it's me; Frederick!"

Prussia's eyes widened again. This woman was Fritz?! No, that couldn't be true! "Vhat?"

"It's me, I'm telling you!" The woman said, storming over to him.

Prussia was confused. He stared at this woman for a couple of seconds and then out on a challenging look. "All right, zen...zen tell me zis, vhat ze exact vords zat Fritz said to me on ze day of his coronation. Ze vords zat made my heart melt."

The woman stared and then stood up straight. "I may be your king, Preuβen, but I am ze first servant to ze state."

Prussia's eyes widened. This... "Oh mein Gott, Fritz...you're a...a voman?"

"Oui, I am."

Prussia looked more closely at the female creation of his beloved king. The features were slightly similar particularly the deep blue eyes that were filled with love for his nation. The long silvery hair that thicker and bushier; it was perfect. And then...

"Kesesesese~!" Prussia guffawed taking Fritz by surprise. Suddenly, the shocked expression turned into an angry one. Fritz grabbed her cane bopped it on her lover's head. "Ow! Vhat vas zat for, Fritzy?"

"For laughing at me in zis state; zis isn't funny at all!"

"Kesesese~, I'm sorry, Fritz but mein Gott! Hahaha!"

Fritz scowled. She slunk back over to her desk and sat down in her chair. After Prussia stopped laughing, he walked over to her and planted a kiss on his – her – cheek. A blush came up onto his face – sorry, her face!

"How ze hell did I get like zis?

"Vell, you might not know...but I do!" Prussia said, after contemplating the idea in his head.

"You do?"

"Yeah, but...I have a feeling you might not believe me?"

"Vhat do you mean?"

Prussia sighed. "Vell, you remember England, right?" At Fritz's nod, Prussia continued. "Vell, he dabbles in a little 'black magic' as he calls it."

"Vhat? Zat's ridiculous!"

"Afraid not, mein schatzi. I zink maybe one of his spells backfired und it somehow changed you."

"But ve haven't even seen England since ze day ve called ze alliance."

"Exactly, so it's going to be a big problem."

"So, vhat are ve going to do?"

"Vell, ve might have to have to sit on it for a vhile, but I'll send Gilbird to zat idiot's house to see vhat he can do about it."

"Very vell. Danke, Prussia."

"No problem...my queen." The albino laughed. Fritz let out an irritated groan as well as rolling her eyes. "Oh, Fritz, come on. Look," And he pulled her over to a mirror by the wall and faced her towards the reflective glass. He stood behind her and placed his hands on his king's (no queen's!) shoulders. "I don't give a damn if you are a voman now or a man before. I just love you for you."

And he planted a kiss on Fritz's smooth neck. Fritz smiled and brushed a hand through her beloved's hair. "I vonder vhat your female version vould look like." She mused.

"Vell she'll be as awesome as me."

Fritz chuckled. "Do you zink ve'd be lovers, if ve vere both female?"

"Mmmm, I'd love to see zat." Prussia purred, kissing his monarch's cheek again and snuggled up, his chest pressed against Fritz's back. He hummed peacefully and soon his hands began to wander.

"V-vhat are you doing?"

"Just having a good feel of vhat my queen's body is like before she is back to being a king."

"Zen vhy don't you go und feel Elisabeth's body."

"Nahh, don't zink I vill. I prefer zis queen's...mein Fritzy."

The blush on Frederick's cheeks became darker. The nation could feel the monarch writhing against him as she tried to wriggle free.

"Keep still vill you!"

"Don't you find zis a little creepy?"

"Nein." The nation said with a grin. "Like I said, Fritzy, I don't give a damn. I love you, okay?"

And he leaned down and pressed his lips against his monarch's. Gilbert couldn't help but notice the difference of how his king's lips and his – now – queen's lips. Fritz's lips felt smooth and yet with a little roughness. But kissing this female Fritz was different on another level. It felt strange, new and yet exciting. Like when he was kissing the male Fritz, kissing his female side seemed...right. And damn she was a good kisser! Slowly, Prussia turned his monarch round and held her close. Her slim arms wrapped around his neck as his wrapped around her slim and curvy waist. Prussia couldn't help but get lost in the moment. His hands slithered up from her waist and along the back. He titled his head to get more into the kiss, to dive deeper. As he traced his hands along his lover's new body, Prussia could feel the curved body becoming broader, a little muscular and tougher. The smooth lady like lips became different altering the kiss a little. Prussia pulled away and looked up a little to see his king standing there in front of him, smiling. Prussia grinned and leaned up to kiss him the cheek.

"Hello, stranger." He purred.

"Hello, liebe." Fritz said, in his gentle tone.

"It's good to have you back, good und normal; even zough you look pretty hot for a voman."

Fritz rolled his eyes. "Yes, vell, it did feel a little awkvard because my clothes felt loose, but zank god you showed up."

"Vell, I vas worried about you!" Prussia exclaimed. "You didn't look right und I...got scared zat somezing bad vould have happened."

Fritz gave him a sad smile. "Vell, it's a good zing you sensed something wrong. Now, come here. I don't vant you worrying anymore over me, okay?"

Prussia scoffed. "I don't think I'll be able to hold zat promise in ze near future."

Fritz smiled and pulled his nation into another loving kiss.

A/N:

Yeah, yeah, I know what you're all thinking. Complete CRACK that was! But meeh, god knows how many I've come across fanart of Fritz being in his gender bender state and slightly freaking Prussia out. I did, however come across an pixiv account of someone who drew a lot of Maria Theresa and Fritz in their gender bender versions, there was also some smut as well, but I wasn't interested in that pairing...no offence to the people that do, I respect why you do and I have no problem with it. But I remember seeing a little comic that they made about Prussia's and Austria's reaction to finding out their monarch sex's had changed...and let's just say Austria's reaction shocked me more than what Prussia's did. Prussia was just flustered. Lol!

So, I thought why not bring this chapter to you to read and maybe have a little squeal and a laugh over it! Hope you all enjoyed it.

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