Japan looked up at the familiar face. His older brother China. But China did not smile, nor frown. Japan was petrified, he had been raised within strict rule from China. There were very hard lessons learned in the past, and he swallowed the lump in his throat. He did not want to repeat it.

"Little brother…is that you? How did you get to be so small…and why are you out here…alone?" China raised an eyebrow, and then brought his attention to the other four nations who were just as surprised as him.

"Whoa dude…look at him…talk about micro nation…haha…" America nudged England in the ribs. "Sealand has this one beat now…haha!"

China glanced over to America with a foreboding glare. Alfred quickly closed his mouth and hid behind his older brother Arthur frightened. Turning his attention back to the boy, China knelt down.

"Nihon…what are you doing? How did you come to be in this state?" He lifted his finger to the boy's chin and waited for an answer. Japan did not answer, but whined slightly, as he was very shy with everyone around. China was not happy with the silence…and he was not a patient nation. "HONDA! Come, come…tell me how you came to be this way!"

The boy shivered and looked around, he had to figure out a way to get back to Germany's house, but with China right there, and the other nations, he would not be able to succeed in his escape. He stood up, and rubbing on leg against the other in his thin little night shirt, he went to speak, but suddenly out of nowhere, he heard a rustling in the bushes, and a terribly upset voice.

"Honda, Honda…Honda there you are!" It was the voice of Italy, and he ran to his friend after seeing the child scared and alone…or so he thought.

Feliciano ran to Japan's side and embraced him, but soon realized he was not alone, and in the company of many other nations. Germany too ran out from the brush and stopped short laying his eyes on the Allied Forces. He cast a glance to China, and then England. America smiled smugly, as did France, and Russia just stood with a creepy grin.

"Ugh…the Allied Forces! What…what are you five doing here? Invading?" Germany went to move forward and then something hit him…not a force, but a memory.

He knelt down, and held his head…something was not right.


"Where are you two? So help me…Gilbert, Ludwig…come out from where you are hiding. I will only count to ten…and the two of you had better come out."

Little Gilbert and Ludwig hid under the bed, far and safe from Vati. They had rough housed in the living room, and had broken a few things. Running and hiding was the only thing saving them from the their Vati and his powerful palm. They whispered quietly to one another.

"Gilbie…Vati is really mad…he is gonna…(sniff)…he is gonna spank us!" Ludwig whimpered as he held on to his brother's hand. Gilbert turned to him while they lay and reassured him.

"I am not afraid of spankings Ludie…Vati is not going to find us…he can't even get us while we are under…arghhhh….ahhhhh NOOOOO Vati!" Gilbert yelled as he felt a hand grab him up by the leg. The same thing too happened to little Ludwig.

"Nooooo, Vati…let us go…please Vati!"

Both boys were apprehended, and punishment was to be commenced…


"Hey! Snap out of it Germany…you want to tell us exactly what is going on here? Why the hell are Italy and Japan little kids? What kind of prank are you pulling?" Shouted England as he stepped forward next to China.

Japan and Italy still holding on to one another looked around. They were both frightened, and did not know where to turn. Germany sighed and stood up. He shook his head wondering why the hell he keeps having these lapses of memories. Shaking his head, he looked up at the nations before him.

"I don't know how this happened. I woke up one morning, and they were both turned into children…I am working on resolving the matter. In the meantime…why don't the five of you go find something else to conquer…as you can see I have a bit of a situation I must handle." He cast his eyes at Japan.

The boy put his hands to his face, and sniffed loudly. China saw this, and cocked his head. Then looking at Germany, he cleared his throat.

"What is the problem Germany…other than these two being children…what has Honda done?" China's parental/brotherly instincts were kicking in. He had for the most part a relatively easy time raising his little brother, but there were times when the child would simply behave in a way unfit, and China would have to take action.

"Uh…well…" Germany felt bad for a moment, and looked down at the little black haired child. Japan had indeed upset the nation, and looking for him, getting worried about his whereabouts certainly made the nation feel like some kind of repercussions were to happen for the boy, but now he was beginning to feel regrets. China just stood waiting.

"Come now Ludwig…what has he done?" Wang crossed his arms over his chest and tapped his foot. The other nations stood in silence and watched the altercation between two opposing teams.

"He…he ran away while I was making the two breakfast. I hadn't noticed it right away…because I was busy, but the moment I did realize I made it my point to find him, and…and…" Germany suddenly getting angry because now he had been troubled, and the Allied Forces just made it worse. He turned to the little nation. "I was going to lambaste the hide off this brat!" He went to walk to Honda, when China stood in front of the two.

"That won't be necessary Germany." Casting an eye to Japan, China walked over to him. "Little brother…you know better than to run away! Many times have you been told…I would not think you would disobey and go off on a little hide, and have Germany go and seek you."

"But…but he…he didn't have any milk tea…and I didn't want cocoa…and…and…"

"You ran away because of that?" Germany gritted his teeth. Its not like he was especially happy that he had to bear the brunt of taking care of the two little nations, but now for reasons like not being able to have a simple beverage, Japan had risked being exposed and possibly hurt by his running away.

Japan went to back away, but there was very little he could do. He looked up into the angry eyes of both Germany and China. Germany went to step forward again to the child, pulling back the sleeves on his green uniform, but China would not allow it. He was going to make his younger brother learn, and no one else.

Approaching the boy, China apprehended him by the ear and walked over to a large stone boulder. He sat down and brought the child to him, resting his hands on his shoulders, and looking him square in the eyes. The boy sniffed, and bit back his lip, and then looked around. He knew China did not care that there were the other nations around. Making a firm reminder of what needed to be done was the most important factor right now.

"Nihon…do you remember that time when I took you to the Forbidden City, and I asked you to stay close because it was so large there?"

The boy nodded his head. They took a little trip one day to see the sites, and for China to teach his brother about the Chinese culture. But the City was so large and vast, and being a curious little nation at the time, he had wandered a little too far. It took most of the day, and part of the night to find his brother, and once he did, China was not at all pleased.

Japan quickly looked around again and saw that Germany was looking right at him. Feliciano who was still scared for his friend and held the German by the legs and embraced them. America and the others just stood and watched. Poor little Japan swallowed again, and looked back at China.

"Brother…I am sorry…" This was all the child could say, as his hands slowly went down the side of his shirt, and he covered his little bottom.

"I'm sorry too Kiku…now come, let's get this over with." He extended a hand, and the boy begrudgingly took it.

China helped the child across his knee, and pulled back the shirt, revealing the small little backside. Whimpering slightly, Japan held on to his brother's pant leg, and breathed in a deep sigh. China held his hand out, and then with a swift motion, delivered the first smack to the little boy laid over his knee. Japan clenched his fingers into a fist, and gripped at his brother's clothing. The first smack had indeed hurt very much.

"I am going to count little brother…so that you know…I am serious about this never happening again."

Japan could not do anything but comply in his position. Once China knew that his brother was aware, he continued.

"Yi (Smack)…Er (Smack)…San (Smack)…Si (Smack)…"

"Ahh….Brother…I am sorry…(sniff)…stop…it hurts!" Japan kicked his legs back and fourth, but his brother was not having it. Wang's hand came down, making the boy cry out more. He cast a glance to the other nations and looked at the expression of America and England. He could see the two talking closely.

"Haha…does that bring back any fond memories Alfred?" England turned to his brother, and smirked. This in return made America turn red in the face.

"No…stop it Arthur…I don't want to remember ever being in that position. It was…it was terrible."

"But surly you can't forget…it happened so often…such a blimey little runt you were." England turned back to the scene and crossed his arms over his chest. "Nothing like good discipline for a misbehaved child."

China had not relented, and as his hand came down, the little boy over his lap had tears streaming down his cheeks. Japan knew it was far from over. When he was raised by China, his older brother always performed a thorough spanking on the child.

"Wu (Smack)…Liu (Smack)…Qi (Smack)…" China stopped with his hand raised in the air and turned to look at the boy. Japan was crying so hard, he was not making sense with any of the words he was saying towards his brother. Feeling slightly upset, China insisted he continue. "Only a couple more little brother…"

As he was about to finish, Germany stepped forward with his hands clasped together. China looked up slightly annoyed as he was interrupted.

"Germany….?"

"China…eh…I think…I mean, I believe he has learned his lesson…I mean…don't you…"

"Tingzhi! I do not need you to tell me what to do Mister Germany." His hand came down again on Japan's backside, and the boy emitted another cry. "Ba (Smack)…Jiu (Smack)…Shi (Smack)."

The last slap was given, and still holding the boy on his lap, China rubbed the boy's lower back, and whispered to him gently.

"Come now Nihon…it is over."

Japan was let down from China's lap, and the boy immediately ran to Germany grabbing at his legs. The blond nation looked bewildered and leaned down holding him close, and then looked back at the other nations. China stood up pulling down his sleeves, and still angry, he responded to the boy's behavior all in all.

"We will leave you…until this mix up is settled and the two miniature nations are back to normal. I am still very confused as to why they would have turned into children…but maybe that is a good thing Germany. Just keep them under your thumb." He gave the crying boy a stare and then turned to walk away.

The other nations, England, America followed China. Russia stood smiling, and turned on his heel to leave with the others. France stayed standing, and looking at both boys.

"Such wee little boys…oooooh Germany. I have ze' cutest outfits that they can wear and…"

"FRANCIS! Come on!" Shouted England, and France tensed up with a frightened expression. He nodded to the three Axis nations, and ran to catch up to the other four nations.

When the Allied nations left, Germany was left with one crying little nation, and another that was about to become annoyed because Italy became bored when there was nothing to do, and he would usually pester Ludwig. This would usually happen when the nation was an adult as well. Extending a hand out to the two, he cleared his throat.

"Well…I suppose we can head back to the house…I am more than sure I can expect the two of you to behave while I prepare something to eat…and make sure the both of you stay in one place. Right Japan?"

The boy only shook his head amongst the sobs, and held a hand to his sore little bottom. The three walked towards the house, and went inside. Evening would come around, and of course tomorrow was another day.