Sorry for taking a while to get this out but I had a bad case of writer's block for the drabble I wanted to write. So I worked this one out instead. Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, much to my displeasure.

At Least We Know It Works

There was a bright flash of light as Romania and Norway finished chanting. They cautiously approached England, who was lying in the center of the room. He was on his side where he had fallen during the middle of the spell.

"England? Are you alright?" Norway asked as he knelt next to his unconscious friend. There was no response.

"England? Come on… say something." Romania gently shook England's shoulder. It took a few seconds but he was rewarded with a low groaning noise. Both friends sighed in relief. Slowly England opened his eyes and sat up. Norway set his hand on his friend's shoulder and looked into his face.

"Are you alright?" Norway's face and voice had not changed but England recognized his concern. He tried to answer the question but could not seem to get any noises that sounded like human speech out. Romania stood up.

"Good thing we thought this might happen." he chirped. He moved to a table at the side of the room. Romania rummaged about on it for a second before coming up with a small bag on a loop of string. He returned to his friends' sides and put the charm around England's neck. After a moment England managed to speak. "I'm alright chaps. Just a little disoriented." The two sitting next to him relaxed a little. Norway took his hand back and his shoulders moved a fraction of an inch. Romania smiled again and relaxed a little more visibly.

"You up to getting to work?" Romania asked England.

"Yes. Go ahead." he replied. Norway fetched a notepad from a table and came back over.

"How did you feel after you drank the potion?" he asked. Romania chimed in "Yeah, did you taste it at all?"

"No. I didn't taste anything weird when I drank the potion in my tea. I didn't feel anything in particular afterwards either." England replied.

"And how did you feel during the spell?" Norway asked as he wrote notes from what England was saying.

"It started off alright. I realized that I couldn't move a few seconds into the incantation. There would be no way to run even if I had wanted to. Then, about half way through the chant I felt some pains…" England trailed off as he saw his friends tense up. They were about to speak when England added "But it wasn't so bad! I didn't feel the need to scream or anything." Romania and Norway relaxed again.

"Those pains started up along my spine, in my head and in my limbs. I collapsed as I started to feel bloody dizzy and blacked out soon after hitting the floor. I don't remember anything else until you blokes were waking me up. I felt sort of sore and disoriented right after getting up. That's mostly gone, I just feel a little out of it now." England concluded his report. Norway finished his notes and nodded.

"Nothing we didn't expect." he said.

"True! We kind of expected a lot worse. This went better than we could have hoped for!" Romania smiled. England smiled back and relaxed a bit more. His smile disappeared as Romania reached out and ruffled his hair.

"Hey! Stop it you git!" England yelped as he batted away the offending hand away.

"What? I was curious if your hair was as soft as usual!" Romania laughed as he replied.

"Oh belt up!" England hissed as he tried to put his hair back in order. "Is that all we needed to know?"

"It would seem so." said Norway.

"Then could you turn me back to normal? I really don't fancy being a cat forever."

Romania and Norway glanced at each other. Romania grinned wide enough to show off his fang. Norway let loose a small, rarely seen, smirk.

"We should wait a bit to see if there are any latent effects." Norway's voice held a trace amount of amusement.

"Yeah. Don't worry! We'll turn you back eventually." Romania was trying not to laugh and failing. England just sputtered out outraged gibberish and puffed up.

"Run." Romania finally laughed. Norway nodded and they took off running out of England's basement with the thoroughly pissed off Scottish fold on their heels.

Thank you to the people who followed and reviewed. A big thank you to my beta Demoiselle Rouge! If you guys have any constructive criticism, suggestions, or comments please leave a review. I'm a new writer so any feedback is sure to help even if it just motivates me to actually write. TTFN!