I still don't own Hetalia. Thanks for reading and reviewing and stuff ^_^ Sorry this took so long, I had writers block. Also sorry this is a little shorter than normal.

Germany

Germany had been in this strange place for about three days now. He was beginning to notice more differences between his world and this one, besides gender. For a start, Italy could be very scary at times. Although that could work to his advantage. Japan was immensely girly. He'd met her on the second day, She was every bit as polite as his Japan could be. He hadn't expected Italy and Japan to be so small as women, he'd asked them if his female counterpart was as well, Italy had burst out laughing.

The thing he noticed the most was how badly behaved his dogs were. They tore around the house at high speed, they ate his trousers (He'd ended up having to borrow some clothes from Ukraine, who looked very similar to the Russia he knew) they chased cats, they ate his breakfast and they rolled in what he could only hope was chocolate.

"Leave it" Germany growled sternly. He held an end of one of Prussia's socks, Aster had the other clamped between her teeth. He couldn't recall a time in his whole life when he saw a Golden Retriever look that stubborn. Her brown eyes were almost challenging him to defeat her at this new 'game' she had invented.

"I said, leave it!"Germany repeated. The dog gave a harsh tug on the sock.

Germany threw his weight back so Aster wouldn't win this tug-of-war. The sock tore and the dog sprinted beneath the table, sending things flying off of the coffee table with her tail as she went.

Germany scrambled to his feet only to hear a loud distress call from the basement.

"Berlitz, Berlitz no! Leave her alone!" Prussia screamed

Germany stood still, did he retrieve what was left of Prussia's sock? Or go and save his big sister from another one of his dogs.

He decided to save Prussia. He charged down the stairs and into Prussia's 'lair'. Prussia stood on top of her bed with a bird cage held aloft above her head. Berlitz circled the bed, seemingly having remembered his training not to go on the beds. "Berlitz!" Germany yelled. The dog's ear swiveled but the dog didn't turn.

"He's not listening" Germany called frantically at his sister.

Prussia narrowed her eyes "Of course not, His owner's voice is higher than yours!" she exclaimed, her own voice at shrieking point from the stress of the situation.

He supposed that made sense, if they were used to a higher voice being the one they had to obey then perhaps if he tried to imitate that voice...If he looked stupid then there was only Prussia to see.

"Berlitz, sit" Germany chirruped. The effect was instant, the dog did not sit, he lay straight down on the floor. The only down side, besides Prussia's cackle and proclamation that the event was going straight on her blog, was that Germany's voice hurt.

Nyo Germany

Germany wasn't entirely sure what she should be doing with herself while she was waiting for the meeting. She'd eventually decided to train, she felt much better when she was running. She'd considered asking Italy if he wanted to come too, but she didn't know whether he was used to training at that time in the morning, He was different from her Italy and what's to say he wouldn't get angry with her if she woke him up? Nothing that's what, although he had been very nice to her. She did, however, wake her brother up.

"Prussia, Prussia, Julchen, Prussia!" She whispered, shaking his shoulder roughly. She hadn't meant to call Prussia by her sister's human name, but desperate times called for desperate measures. "Prussia!"

"I'm sleeping" The Prussian groaned, snuggling down into his duvet.

Germany folded her arms "I've trained with my sister every morning for most of my life, come on" she commanded in annoyance.

Prussia rolled over to face her. "Okay, okay. I just wanted a day off"

They were out and running within half an hour. Germany was pleasantly surprised to find that the scenery around her house was the same as always. Prussia didn't seem to be any where near as tired as he had made out he was. "Do you train with the Germany who belongs here?" she asked.

Prussia looked over to her "Yeah," he muttered "It started when we were kids"

Germany smiled fondly, remembering her own sister barking orders at her when they were barely old enough to hold a sword. Their mother had watched in amusement, or Germany thought it was amusement, Germania had rarely moved her face.

They completed the circuit and sat down for a drink of water.

Germany

Within an hour Germany had regained control over his unruly dogs. He didn't like using the high pitched voice, but if it got results it got results. Prussia still clutched the bird cage as she walked around the house. Germany assumed it contained Gilbird. "West, oi!" Prussia called, waving a hand in front of his eyes.

"Hmm?"

"Come on, out of daydream land" Prussia exclaimed, jabbing his jaw with her finger.

"Sorry, I was thinking about Gilbird" Germany responded

"Gilbird?" Prussia asked, putting the cage down on the table and opened the door, after deciding that the dogs weren't going to eat her beloved pet.

Germany nodded "That's your bird's name, isn't it?"

Prussia shook her head "This is Julchen"

Germany frowned "No clever twist on your own name? My brother is called Gilbert and-"

Prussia held her hand up for silence "There's only so clever you can be with a name like Julchen, so I named her after me"

"Oh"