Short chapter. I'm sorry. It's getting late over here and I wanted to get this uploaded.

I don't own Hetalia, obviously.

Matthew looked over to the clock, which now read 9:35. Gilbert most likely wasn't going to be over until 12, or 1 the latest. He was usually on time with these kinds of things, so Matthew had a pretty good idea of when he'd be there. She needed to think of how to explain everything, though. That was going to be a bit hard, and awkward, even. She began to wonder, why this had to happen today of all days. Or even ever.

Matthew looked down at the new body. She never really needed to look at the female body, and never really took much interest in it, being gay and all. She began to wonder if anything else was different. Well, she figured she'd have to shower sooner or later, and decided that sooner was probably a better idea.

Making her decision, Matthew stood up from the couch, trailing off to the bathroom once again, listening to her feet pat against the light wooden panel floors, switching to tile once she reached the washroom. Her washroom was pretty decent. Even though she had lived alone most of the time (Alfred would occasionally make 'stops' at her house, visiting for possibly a week, usually), her house was fit for two, maybe even three people. It wasn't too big, and not too small. Just right.

Matthew sighed, quickly stripping off her clothing. She just wanted to get this all over with, really. She found it pretty awkward to be doing this, but it was probably less awkward than she thought. She decided to take the opportunity to look in the mirror, not to check herself out, but just to take a look at the new body. If she had to get familiar with it, now would be the time, since she didn't know when this stupid spell would wear off, or how.

Her hair was about a good two inches past her shoulders now, more wavy than ever, and still with that stray curl sticking out. Her chest was a little bit bigger than the last time she had looked, probably at about a B cup now. She began to wonder why everything was growing so quickly, but then she reminded herself that it was Arthur's dumb magic, and anything could happen in a short amount of time. She just hoped that the growing of certain areas would eventually stop.

Matthew slightly glared into the mirror. Her figure had obviously changes a whole lot, but could probably be covered up easily with an overly-large shirt. Her waist was a bit smaller, her hips a bit wider, and she was a bit shorter. Her arms and legs were even a bit more slender, and her lower parts had even changed.

Sighing, Matthew stepped away from the mirror, took off her glasses, and turned the shower on, happily stepping into the warm water.

.-. ._.

After a very long half-hour, Matthew had finally stepped out of the shower, running slender fingers through her hair. Washing up felt very awkward to her now, but at least she felt clean now. She knew that her hair grew a bit while she was showering, and she even felt that her chest grew. She began to wonder why females wanted this. Breasts just seemed like a huge, unneeded trouble.

She slowly wrapped a towel around her small body, first only wrapping it around the bottom half, then thinking, "No, that's not right.", then making it cover her top half, as well. After that, Matthew picked up the dirty clothes, putting them in the hamper that was in front of the toilet, and then grabbing her glasses.

Matthew walked up to her room,dropping the towel and stretching. The shower felt pretty nice, almost relaxing even. She walked over to another door, opening it and taking out a few pieces of clothing and throwing them onto her bed, sitting down next to them.

She slipped on a grey shirt, first. Slightly tight in the chest area, but it was still good. She then slipped on a pair of boxers, and a pair of pants. They felt odd to wear. The pants hugged her hips tightly, but draped loosely around her legs. She actually had to cuff them up at bottom to avoid stepping all over them. At last, she slipped into a light green fleece pullover hoodie. Green wasn't really her colour, but it was comfortable and warm, and actually a little too big.

Letting out a loose sigh, Matthew flopped down onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling. The ceiling was a cream colour, and the walls were a dark blue, quickly transitioning to red near the floor. The floor was just wooden-paneled, just like downstairs.

She decided to look over at the clock to check the time again. This time, it read 10:20. Matthew yawned, thinking that maybe a nap before Gilbert came over would be good.

Matthew made her decision, and brushed through her now-medium blonde wavy hair before switching her phone from low volume to medium, setting an alarm for 11:30, and then snuggled up on her bed, falling into a light sleep.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Again, sorry that it's short. ;-;

But anyway, I have a question.. Do you think I should stop calling her Matthew for now? What are some name suggestions? I'm thinking Madison, or something. I'd like some feedback, please~

And don't worry, some actual PruCan will be introduced in the next chapter! As well as the cure for Matthew's genderbent problem. Hehe.