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Onward to chapter 8!

~Rose

After Arthur had made a bit of amends with his older brother, time seemed to fly by. It was a few days later now, and he and America were now walking down the streets of London, heading to some place. Arthur didn't really know where. But he liked looking around at all the different things.

Arthur took in the many different sights as he was carried around in America's arms. He could see many different tall buildings, and many different people as they hurried along, there was also strange creatures that were really loud, and big that moved very fast. It was very different then from the vast forest he was used too. England looked up at America with confusion in his green eyes. "Where are we gowing?" He asked softly, as he stayed close in the American's arms, his own grip tight on the stuffed bunny the American had given him not too long ago.

"Hmm?" Alfred looked down at England as he had heard the question. "We are going to the meeting. I have to be there, and…you do too."

England blinked in confusion at America's answer. "What meeting? Why I have to go? Will…Scotwand be there too?" His voice remained soft as he continued to ask questions.

America hummed for a bit before he answered more of the child's question. "Well, the meeting is a big gathering of all of us nations, and we discuss different issues that affect our lands." He then gave a bit of a sheepish laugh. "But we don't really get that much stuff done. We all end up fighting or just fooling around, since the meetings are always so boring." America then stopped for a moment at England's next questions. "Well…you have to go because…you represent England and it's important for you to represent yourself there…" America gave a bit of a sigh as he then resumed walking. "Yeah Scotland will be there too, along with a bunch of other nations…."

England cocked his head to the side as he was still very confused on the whole matter. He didn't know how he would like meeting other nations. Would they be as scary as his brothers were? And What about Ireland and Wales, would they be there too? And if they were would they still hate him? Arthur then let out a bit of a sigh, before he just grew silent.

America continued to walk in the direction of where the world meeting was to be held. While walking he couldn't keep his mind from wondering. He and Scotland had both agreed that they would try to explain the situation of England's current problem to the other nations, but what worried America was not so much explaining it to the other nations, as much as the problem itself. How long would England stay like this? Was there even a way to turn him back? Sure he liked England in his current state, as he was small, and cute, stubborn as he always had been, still had that small frown, and America had learned a lot about the older nation then he had ever had before. But….would he get to see the old England again? The small little smiles, the tiny blush that would appear on the Englishman's cheeks, after he would tease him, his loud voice when he scolded the American. Would American get to see his England again?

America stopped in the middle of his walking and frowned. What did he just think? When did England ever become his? A tinge of pink flooded America's cheeks. But those smiles…and the way England's eyebrows would furrow when he was deep in thought and…What exactly was he thinking? He then blinked as a small voice pulled him out of his thoughts.

"Awe you okay? Why we stop?" England asked a bit worried as he looked up at America, his bunny clutched to his chest. He didn't like the way America looked so…upset? Sad? He didn't really understand what was wrong but he didn't like it.

America looked down at England, with his eyebrows furrowed up, and a tiny worried frown on his face. He then sighed before he gave a small smile. "Yeah, I'm fine. A hero like me is always okay." He then patted England's head, and once again began to walk.

It didn't take that much longer for them to arrive to their destination. It was a pretty large building found in the central part of London. America hurried inside the building, still holding England close, as they just made it inside before it decided to rain.

"Think ye could have made it a little later then America?" A familiar voice gave a bit of a laugh.

Both America and England turned their heads to see the Scottish nation standing in the main entrance room of the building. "Scotwand!" England then wiggled out of America's grasp and ran over to his older brother and hugged his leg tightly.

Scotland laughed and patted England on the head. "Aye, it's good to see you too lad." He then turned his head to America and gave a bit of a frown. "So now that ye decided to show up, are you ready to discuss the situation here?" Scotland asked his voice turning serious. "I have yet to tell Ireland or Wales…they should know as well…" The Scot then gave a bit of a sigh. "I guess I could start of the discussion…unless you wanted to take the floor, since ye know, the whole thing is your fault."

America blinked before he gave a bit of a huff. "I-I never said it was my fault! Why should I have to take the blame? A hero never causes trouble!"

"Well judging by what ye told me, you were the one messing with the lad's potions, and then you were the one to have caused them to fall on him. It would appear to me that it is you fault."

America blushed slightly before he let out a sigh. "I…I didn't mean too…" He mumbled quietly, looking down at the floor. Then after a few moments he looked back up at Scotland with a determined face. "I'll help explain. You just start off the conversation, and then I'll take the floor."

Scotland nodded his head. "We must be getting to the meeting then." He then took England's hand and led him and America down a long hallway. After taking a right turn, they stopped outside two large, wooden doors. There was a bit of noise coming from behind the doors, a bunch of chatter, yelling, and what appeared to be laughter.

Scotland then let go of England's hand, and looked down at him, before looking back up at America. "I don't think we should bring the lad in yet." He said quietly and seriously. "I think we should discuss it first and have him come in later…"

America blinked for a moment before he nodded his head. "Yeah…I guess that would be for the best huh?" If they walked in with a tiny version of the English nation, it was bound to not only cause confusion, but possibly mass chaos with a stampede of questions, and outbursts. It would be better to explain the situation first, attend to the confusion, and disbelief, and then introduce the problem and ask for solutions after the commotion had settled down.

America then leaned down to England and gave him a bit of a smile. "Can you just stay out here for a little bit?" He asked quietly as he ruffled the boy's hair slightly.

England frowned and pushed America's hand away from his head. He didn't understand what he and Scotland were talking about, but he didn't like being left out. He gave a bit of a huff, before he nodded his head. "Okawy…" He mumbled softly.

"I'll come back for you in a little bit alright? Me and your brother just have to talk to some people first, and then you can come in with us." America gave England another smile before he got back up. He then turned to Scotland and nodded his head before they both walked through the double wooden doors.

England let out a sigh as he watched the two other nations leave. He frowned as he was now left on his own, though he had been through it a lot from what he could remember. England walked over and sat down on the floor against the wall. He hugged his stuffed bunny close to his chest as he decided to wait for America and Scotland to come back like they said they would.

After a few moments, England felt a bit of an eerie feeling, like he was being watched. Arthur then took the time to look around the small hallway he was in. Nothing really stood out. There were a few other doors that led to what he assumed where other rooms like the ones America and Scotland had walked into. There were also a few potted plants that were sitting against the corner of the hall. But looking at the plants closer, he could see blue eyes peeking out and looking at him.

Arthur then froze as he stared back at the eyes. He could feel his fear rising. He continued to stay in his spot not daring to move, not even when the eyes came out from behind the plant and showed that they belong to a young boy. He had blonde hair, along with his blue eyes, and he appeared to be wearing a small sailor like outfit, complete with a small hat. Arthur continued to frown and be on his guard as the boy approached him. "W-Who awe you?" He asked in a low, voice trying not to sound scared.

The boy looked at Arthur for a moment before he put his hands on his hips and spoke in a confident tone. "I'm Peter. And I represent the great nation of Sealand!" The boy then sat down in front of England crossing his legs. "I see you couldn't get into the room either then…Don't worry nothing really great happens in there anyway…" Sealand gave a bit of a huff. "So What's your name?"

Arthur blinked as he listened to the boy. He had never heard of a nation called Sealand before. And so far he did not seem all that bad. He looked closely and could see that he had busy eyebrows, much like himself and his older brothers. He wondered why that was… England relaxed a bit before he spoke. "We…We are not allowed in that room?" He asked softly. "A-And I'm Awthur…And I wepwsent…En-" Arthur started to say but was cut off by Sealand.

"Awthur? That is a strange name…kind sounds like my jerk brother's name." Sealand spoke tilting his head slightly. "And you must be very small since I'm bigger then you….I know! I'll be your older brother!" He gave Arthur a smile. "You can come over to my house and we can play games, and you can meet Tino and Berwald…well, they go by Finland and Sweden, they are in that room right now" He tilted his head towards the two wooden doors. "But later you can see them."

Arthur blinked as he listened to Sealand. Jerk brother? So he had a brother that wasn't nice too? He looked up at Sealand shyly before he spoke. "My…big bwother said that even though he had said mean things…a-and done mean things…t-that he still loves me…that we still bwothers…and to not fowget that. Maybe you big bwother like that too?" His eyes then widened at Sealand's words. "B-But I alweady have big bwothers…"

Sealand gave a bit of a shrug then. "Same here. I have a lot of brothers. Especially that jerk England. He is always telling me what to do, but yet wants nothing to do with me." Sealand then gave a bit of a huff and crossed his arms.

Arthur looked at Peter with wide eyes. Did he hear him right? He had said that he was Sealand's brother…but how could he be? He had just found out about the self proclaimed super nation only seconds ago… "B-But I Awthur…I Engwand…" England spoke soflty, and clutched his stuffed bunny to his chest.

Sealand blinked for a second before he gave a laugh. "You can't be that Jerk! For one you're small and England is tall." He gave a nod of his head as he started to look Arthur over. "He is also a big jerk, doesn't like to have fun, is grumpy all the time, is stubborn, thinks reading the newspaper is fun, always drinking tea, always tells me to eat my vegetables and his nasty scones, and he has messy blonde hair…green eyes…and…huge bushy eyebrows…." Sealand then grew quiet as he stared at Arthur, now noticing how much similar he and England looked alike. His eyes then grew wide with realization. "You're the jerk?"

England blinked and gave an annoyed frown with all of the things Peter was saying about him. "I'm not a jewk! Y-You the one saying mean things!" England puffed up in annoyance, and gave the boy a glare.

Sealand huffed and gave England a frown. "Well I can't help that they are all true now can I?" He asked back with a cold voice. "How did you become small anyway?" Sealand then blinked for a moment before a sly smirk came onto his face. "Hey! You're small now. And I'm bigger then you!" Sealand then gave a laugh. "Which means I'm stronger and you have to do what I say!"

England frowned more at the tone of Sealand's voice, and as well at his words. He shook his head and gave Sealand an angry look. "N-No. I no listen to you. You say mean things, and you not nice, and just because you big that does not make you stwonger." Arthur then crossed his arms and gave a huff and a pout.

"No. I am stronger and I'll prove it!" Sealand yelled back. He then quickly pushed England down and sat on top of him successfully pinning the small island nation to the floor, without a chance to get back up. "In your face you jerk!" He gave a laugh. "How does it feel to be conquered by the great Sealand? Now that I have complete control over you, everyone else will have to recognize me as a nation, and I'll become a great nation just like everyone else!"

England gave a small cry as he was suddenly forced down on the ground. He then let out a squeak as the air in his lungs was crushed as Sealand was now sitting on his small body. He struggled with all of his might to get the other boy off of him, but it was no use. He was too small, and weak compared to Sealand at the moment. It reminded him of the many times his older brothers would pin him down as well. He hated the feeling of being weak and small. England continued to struggle though, determined to not give up. He continued till he was red in the face and panting, with the beginning of tears starting to form at the edge of his eyes. "G-Get off!" England grunted as struggled more.

"Not a chance." Sealand said back giving a smirk as he stayed on top of England. He then lifted an eyebrow as he looked down and saw the stuffed bunny that England was still holding onto tightly. It looked familiar. Like the one he saw at England's house sometimes…just sitting alone in an old room…he remember that England would let him hold it sometimes...not that he needed it or anything! "Let me see that." Peter said as he reached out and grabbed onto one of the stuffed bunny's ears.

Arthur's eyes widened as Peter had suddenly grabbed onto to his bunny. His grip tightened on the toy and he shook his head. "N-No! It mine. He special…" He didn't want this mean boy to take his bunny away from him. It was the one America had given him…and he liked to hold it close…to feel the warm that reminded him of the American's warm arms around him in a tight hug.

"I just want to look at it. Give it here!" Sealand commanded and proceeded to tug on the toy, trying to pry it from England's hand.

"I said no! England shouted back his grip still tight on the toy, not at all willing to let go.

Sealand and England continued to pull back and forth on the toy, not at all noticing that the small fibers that held the stitching together was straining. Then after one lat, rough pull, there was a loud ripping noise. There was silence as Sealand held onto the stuffed toy's right ear, while England held onto the rest of it.

France sighed as he sat next to Canada at the large meeting table. Nothing really important was happening at the moment. Germany was busy scolding Italy for trying to some how suggest that pasta could establish world peace, Romano was hitting Spain on the head yelling at him, Prussia was in the back explaining how awesome he was, while China was trying to ignore the stares Russia was giving him, and other nations were talking amongst them selves, either fighting or laughing. So far it was a pretty normal meeting. France ran a hand through his hair and sighed as he let his mind wonder to the conversation he had with Canada not too long ago.

Matthew let out a sigh as he stood in the hotel room door way staring at the French nation as he lay down on the bed with a sullen expression on his face. He walked over and gently sat down on the bed. "If it is bothering you so much…then you should do something about it Francis…We both know that you did not to do right in the past…or even now. But there is still time to fix it…"

France let out a sigh and looked over at the blonde as he had sat on the bed. "You do not understand Matthieu…I can not talk to Angleterre when he is like that…I just can't…"

Matthew blinked with confusion. "What do you mean?" He asked quietly his eyebrows upturned a bit, and a small frown pulling at the corners of his mouth. "You can not talk to him when he cries? But…when I was young and would cry…you would always comfort me. Make me feel warm and stop my tears…" Canada trailed off as he looked at the French nation waiting for an answer.

"It is not the same mon cher." France spoke quietly. "With you…I could tell you everything would be alright. That I would be able to help, to be able to give you that comfort you needed…" Francis then took in a deep breath. "But with Angleterre…how could I have told him everything would work out…when it would not. That would be giving the child false hope non? It would make him believe that everything would work out when it wouldn't…"

Matthew tilted his head to the side, a deep frown presenting it's self on his face. "But…you could have still comforted him couldn't you? And didn't things get better? I mean…England became one of the strongest leading nations later on…and his brothers soon stopped bullying him didn't they?"

France slowly shook his head. "I…I could not bare to comfort him when he was in such pain…to know that his pain would never fully go away…" He then blinked and looked up at Canada a sad smile pulling on his face. "Is that what you really think? That everything got better for Angleterre? Sadly you are mistaken mon Cher…"

"W-What do you mean?" Canada asked a bit hesitantly. He did not like the sad look in the older nation's eyes. What else could have happened…?

France took in a deep breath, before he spoke quietly. "There…was a time when his frères were not picking on him as much…he spent most of his time with me then…" France gave another sad smile. "I can still remember him following me around with that little scowl he always had on his face. He would try to copy me…and in a way looked up to me…I could see why, as my people started to move their way into his land…" France then ran a hand through his hair. "Angleterre then started to get stronger…and it wasn't long till he conjured his brothers…but that is also when he decided to go to war with me…that terrible war…the war that caused us to drift apart. He…He killed one of the greatest women who I have ever known… I can still not look at him the same…"

France then ran a hand through his hair again. "There was many wars after that that Angleterre had suffered in…and not long after…He had gained a powerful position in the world…and he had gained many colonies…that including of L'Amerique…and for a time he seemed so happy…To have someone so close." Francis's eyes then grew dull. "But L'Amerique left…I helped him to leave…and soon Angleterre's other colonies followed soon after…and then his own brother Ireland left…with only his northern half still being under England's control…" France then looked at Canada with a serious expression. "How can I comfort someone when that much sadness had come into their life? When everyone leaves him…? When he has felt so much pain?"

Canada was silent as he took in all of the information France had told him. He then took in a deep breath and let it out slowly, before looking at France with a serious look. "But that's just it Francis…" Matthew spoke softly, and gently. "He has felt all of that pain…and suffered so much…but it was all in the past. And if you take the time to comfort Arthur now…to tell him everything will be okay, because now it will be, it can make everything better." Matthew then offered the Frenchman a gentle smile.

"Oi! Listen up the lot of you!" Scotland called out, dragging France out of his thoughts and causing him to turn in the direction of the Scotsman's voice.

"There has been a…um a incident that has occurred and America would like to address it first before we start with the world meeting…" Scotland then waved his hand at America before he took his seat between his two brothers, Ireland and Wales, who gave him suspicious and confused looks.

America then stood up and cleared his throat as all of the eyes of the meeting room where turned towards him. Thought they all had on unamused faces, more then likely expecting him to talk about his hero nonsense like he always would at the meetings. "Well…The problem is that England is-" America was cut off as there was a loud childish scream. All heads turned towards the wooden doors as the sound had come from outside.

"I hate you!" The childish and familiarly accented voice shouted out with compete anger.

America blinked as he could tell the sound of that voice. "England?" America followed by a large group of nations ran to the door to see what the trouble was. America was the first to arrive to the doors and quickly swung them open, to see Sealand pinning down a very angry Brit who seemed close to tears.

"I said I was sorry!" Sealand shouted back as he continued to hold onto the ripped off bunny ear. "I didn't think it would rip!"

"You wuined him!" England cried out in a frustrated, and angry voice. "I-I hate you Seawand! You big jerk!"

"I am not the jerk. You are!" Sealand shot back.

America blinked as he watched the younger nations fight for a moment. He didn't like that Sealand was on top of England and had made him so upset. He took a step ready to intervene, but stopped as France was quick to take action.

France quickly wrapped his arms around Sealand and pulled him off of England. "Get off of petite Angleterre! What do you think you are doing Sealand causing such trouble?" He then set the micro nation down on his own two feet but gave him a stern look.

"I just wanted to see the stupid toy he had…" Sealand mumbled as he looked down at the floor knowing that he was in trouble.

"You wuined him!" England shouted again as he got up, now free from the hold Sealand had on him. He then gave a heated glare and Sealand before he looked down at the stuffed bunny in his hands with a saddened expression.

"I said I was sorry!" Sealand stopped his foot and crossed his arms in front of his chest, giving a pout.

France looked at Sealand and then over at England. He gave a sigh, before he reached out and took the torn bunny ear form Sealand's hands. He then gently took the body that England was holding too. "Here…let big brother France fix it…" He said softly. France then took off the tie he had been wearing for the world meeting and wrapped it tightly around the stuffed toy's ear, successfully tying the ear back onto it's head. France then handed the stuffed toy back to England with a tiny smile on his face. "There. It is fixed, and he also has a stylish bow so he can be just as belle as me." The Frenchman gave a chuckle. "Now you two can make up non?"

England blinked as he was handed back the fixed toy. He held it close to his chest before he looked back up at France. He then glanced over at Sealand before he walked over and stared down at the ground, shuffling his feet a bit. "I…I…sowwy…" Arthur then walked back over to France and hugged his leg. "Thank you…" He whispered quietly and gave him a shy, gentle smile.

America blinked as he watched all of this unfold. He couldn't help but feel a slight twinge in his heart as England smiled at France. He should have been the one to give up his tie to save England's bunny. He should have been the hero and received that smile. And why did France care anyway? Didn't he just leave England when he needed him most? "Oh so now you help him huh France?" America couldn't keep his anger down to keep him from commenting.

France blinked before he stood up and gave America a glare. "Oui. Is there a problem with that? You are not the only one who wants to help petite Angleterre…" France said coolly.

America clenched his fist and continued to stare the French nation down. "So where were you then when he was crying and calling your name? Oh that's right. You were doing what the French do best and running away!"

"Alfred!" Canada put a hand on his brother shoulder to show him that he had stepped out of line. "Calm down. What the heck is with you?"

"Non. It is alright Matthieu." France said back in a dark tone as he stared at the American. "He can not help being a hot headed stupid American, and can not see that I am trying to help petit Angleterre."

"What? Say that again you wine bastard!" America shouted back his anger fueled by a stronger different emotion he didn't understand started to rise.

"Enough!" A thick German accented voice shouted, causing everyone to jump and fall silent. Everyone then turned to look at the tall, stern looking, blue eyed, and slicked back blonde hair personification of Germany.

"America! France!" Germany called out once he had the other nation's attention. "Enough of your useless fighting." He then folded his arms across his chest, his expression remaining stern, but with one eyebrow lifted up in confusion. "What exactly is going on here?"

America let out a breath before he spoke up. "This was what I was trying to explain earlier. England…um has turned into a child…" He then motioned to Arthur who was looking at all of the other nations with a wide, curious stare.

England shivered a bit as all of the eyes were directed at him. He didn't like how everyone was looking at him with wide shocked eyes. He didn't like feeling there stares or the tense silence that followed with them. Arthur then let out a squeak as he was suddenly pulled up into a tight hug by a brown haired young man, with a curl on the side of his head.

"Veh! England is super cute!" The Italian nation cooed as he held England tightly in his arms, despite the island nations squirming. "He is so small, and tiny, and not at all scary like he used to be!" Italy let out a laugh, before he looked down at England with a smile. "Would you like some pasta little England?"

"Hmm England has gotten so small…" Russia walked over with his violet eyes shinning. "I would like to know how that happened…England would like to tell me da?" Russia asked as he leaned in closer to the island nation.

"Leave him alone Ivan!" America shouted out angry and scared of the tall Russian's intonations.

"Well he does make a point America-san…" Japan spoke up quietly. "I would like to know how England-san got so small as well…"

"He fell into a bunch of his different potions and has changed into a child…" Scotland spoke up as he stood with his brothers, who were staring at the small form of England with shocked expressions.

"So magic is the cause of all this?" Wales asked looking at his older brother.

"Aye…and it was all of America's fault." Scotland said nodding his head.

"Hey! I said I didn't mean too!" America said back crossing his arms and giving a kicked puppy look to the Scotsman.

"Well this is quite unusual aru…" China said as he came up looked over England closely. "Does he remember anything from before he was changed?"

"No…he only remembers his past self…" America spoke quietly as he answered China's question. "And…well the main problem is that I…I don't know how to change him back…"

Germany looked at England for long time before he looked up at America. "Does having him this way affect his land in anyway?"

America blinked at Germany's question and then gave a bit of a shrug of his shoulders. "I…I don't know. I don't think so...I mean we are hear in London and so far nothing bad had happened right?"

"But something could happen…" Japan spoke up once more. "How long has England-san be like this? If this change has been in affect for a long period of time…who is to say that it will not have an effect on the land? Or the people for that matter? And if England's land was to change that could affect all of us later on… And what if the change becomes irreversible?"

America took on a worried frown. He had never thought about these possibilities. What if what Japan had said is true? What if England would stay this way…and the land would revert back just as England himself had done…? "What do we do?" He asked quietly and trying not to show his worry.

"We change him back as soon as we can." Germany said sternly. "We can not allow for England's land to be endangered and later effect the rest of the world."

"But how do we do that?" America asked his voice rising slightly. "I don't know how to change him back, and the weird potions he had are all gone and they mixed together when they fell on him…"

"I think I might be able to help…" A quiet voice spoke up.

Author's notes: So guys how did you like the chapter? Sorry if the last part seemed kind of rushed...I will try to improve on that in the next chapter. What are those new emotions that America is feeling? And who is the mysterious nation who claims they know a way to help England? And will they be able to help England with the problem of the change being permanted and causing England's land to revert back to it's past state? Hmm lots of questions yes?

Anyway I hope everyone enjoyed this long chapter, and I hope to be able to update again soon. As always message and reviews are always welocmed, and very much apprechiated! :D