I am very very very very very very very sorry that i haven't posted any chapter for the past moths! :( I really am! I was so busy with homeworks and projects and tests and exams that my brain almost exploded! Who ever thought that High school is easy should be tortured! Goodness, I hate highschool! and yes... i was able to fit in watching anime between those than writing my stories... T_T I'm sooo sorry! I have English, that's why my writing isn't at its fullest T_T!
Anyways, enough of my constant blabbing, here's the eleventh chapter of this story! YAY! I'm sorry I didn't make this one longer, so you guys would forgive me, but I didn't have the time. but I worked hard on this one, so I hope this satisfies you guys... until the next chapter comes. T_T! I'm so sorry, again :'(
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No! Don't read that spell!
F. England looks around frantically, trying to find the nearest thing to distract Wales from reading the book. Then, a sly idea came into her mind. F. England lifts her leg up and plunge her heal on to Wales' foot. She didn't do it high though… it would hurt so much if she did.
"OW!" Wales yelps and throwing the book to the air. F. England smirks to herself as she quickly runs to the spot where the book's landing, which is a bit further than she thought. In the end, F. England caught the book in a nick of time.
"Yes!" F. England smiles at herself before taking a piece of paper from the book and shoving it down her dress pocket. She wanted to do this action in milliseconds, enabling any nation from looking at the paper.
To her dismay, F. China quickly sees the object on F. England's hand and became curious. What was that? She thought as she places her finger on her lips. She does not know many things about magic, but an already torn out piece of paper counts as a clue on what the Brit is trying to hide.
"Oy England, what ye hidin'?" Scotland walks behind his sister and cross his arms. F. England sends him a glare and jerk her body to the opposite direction.
"Hmph! Northing your bloody minds would know," F. England scowls under her breath.
"You don't have to step on my foot you know?" Wales groans at his aching feet before glaring at his sister. "Hey, you don't look half bad as a girl…" Wales points out, looking a little shocked. F. England slightly blushes before turning her body to face Wales.
"W-What's that supposed to mean?" F. England stutters.
North Ireland walks up to F. England and place his hand on her shoulder, "he's saying you look cute, isn't that right Wales?" Both Wales and F. England blushes.
Wales gives North Ireland a growl before staring back at F. England, "well, stepping on my foot was not cute at all."
F. England sticks her tongue out to Wales who snorts in return. North Ireland chuckles at his younger siblings before looking behind F. England's shoulder. "What do you have there anyways? Is that the spell to turn the others back or what?" F. England peers at the book closely, furrowing her worry eyebrows at the same time.
"W-Well… it may have one of the spells for it inside the book… but I just don't know about it," F. England mumbles her answer to the rest of the countries. "J-Just to be erm… save, I'm going to reread it!" Her attitude came back again as she grabs the nearest seat and calmly sits down. Well, that calmness breaks once F. America decides to approach the Brit.
"But IIIIIIIIgggggggggggggyyyyyyy yyyyyyy! I don't want to be a girl any longer! It's so… weird…" F. America groans as he looks at F. England with puppy-dog's eyes. F. England, on the other hand, stares at the country with eyes of an elementary student looking at her teacher doing human anatomy; basically bored/I-don't-care looking.
F. England lets out a big breath and opens the book to the first page, "Well, you have to cope with it, America. Unless you want to turn into a cat or something, you should let me reread the book once more." F. America puffs her cheeks and stares at F. England as uncomfortably as possible.
"I don't wanna!" F. America begins to jump up and down like a six year old girl who didn't get her doll as her present. "Being a girl is stressful! I have to twirl my hair every two seconds, press my stomach down most of the time, kick France's ass for looking at my sis' skirt, and worst of all, I have to eat HOTDOGS not HAMBURGERS! I… I think I forgot what a hamburger tastes like…" F. America weeps on F. England's lap as the said Brit kept reading.
"Da, some symptoms in being a girl is difficult," F. Russia giggles at her own comment. She then pressed two hands on her chest, "like these for example. They can never shut up." *boing* F. Russia lets go of her breasts which allows them to boing freely once more. The rest of the world, excluding F. England, sweat drop and peer at Ukraine. "Also," F. Russia continues, "my back starts to hurt and I feel kind-of shy and soft when talking to people…again. Kolkolkolkolkolkolkolkol!" F. Russia murmers the last word (words?) to herself. The Baltics cower in fear at the faint dark aura emitting from F. Russia's body.
Belarus, who's watching the whole thing in front of her, nods at F. Russia's comment, "it's hard to get used to your speaking, sister. But oh well, I still lllooooooovvvvvvvveeeeee my dear sister!" Belarus giggles, to her sister's discomfort.
Adding to F. Russia's memorable day, Ukraine pops up in front of her and stares at her breasts intensely, "Hmmmmm… Russia, you're breasts are big." Ukraine then smiles at F. Russia, "but it's not as big as mine! Don't worry, it'll grow big if you drink a lot of milk and eat nutritious snacks! I'm rooting for you!" Ukraine pumps her fists up in the air and grins to herself. F. Russia looks at her sister's face and sweat-dropped.
"Erm… sister… England's trying to fix this whole thing…so… but is yours really bigger than mine?" F. Russia begins to touch her breasts again before looking at Ukraine's. Then, she admit defeat… for some odd reason what so ever.
Suddenly, Ukraine realise something, "Russia, you don't like it when my breasts go 'boing'? I-I-I-I" tears then begins to appear on Ukraine's eyes. Now you notices, the rest of the world thought. F. Russia feels a sense of 'guilt' and panic towards herself.
"Erm… erm… I-I-I meant mine! Yours are fine!" F. Russia states, her hands out in defence. Immediately, Ukraine's tears evaporated and a fresh, happier one replaced them. The big country then jump to hug her sister who feels very squished and… very scared. In front of the hugging countries is none other than the yandere little sister, staring at the two with fierce eyes.
Estonia stare at the two siblings and decided to point (ahem, boast) one of his findings in this perfect time, "you know, now that I think about it, Ukraine and Russia looks almost the same. I mean, don't you think so too?" Estonia turn his head towards the other countries, some nods while others (who don't really care about the situation) shrugs.
"Hmmm… you're kind of right, Estonia. Ukraine does look like Russia the most-" Poland then felt a dark aura forming on a certain little sister. He gulps once then changed his original answer, "-erm… but Russia does have some characteristic as Belarus! .he… help."
F. Italy look at the girls around the room, well, the ones that turned to girls actually. She wanted to pass the time doing something other than watch F. England read out of a very worn and dusty book. Then, an idea popped on his head. Hey, this isn't such a bad idea, veh! F. Italy giggle to herself.
"Erm… guys that turned to girls!" The said nations, with an exception of F. England, turn their heads towards F. Italy, who seems to be very excited about his newly 'great' plan to spend the time. "Erm… since we're girls for the time being, why don't we change our human names as well? It'll be fun to come up with one!" The nations look at each other then back, and when they reached a possible solution, they shrugged and nod.
F. America jumps up and runs to F. Italy, "that's a great idea! Why didn't I, the heroine, think of that?!" F. America joke to herself.
"Pfft, did you just call yourself heroin[1]?" F. England giggle while reading her book.
"So you respond to diss me, not to listen to me?!" F. America fumes at the giggling Brit. "Meanie- wait… what kind of comeback was that?!" F. America clenches her fist tight before crossing her arms. This is so annoying!
"Erm… America-chan, why don't we start with the names change?" F. Japan said warily to her American friend. Fortunately, F. America listened to F. Japan's suggestion and switch to her lively mood.
"Okay then, let's get started!" F. America shouts and pumping her fist up in the air.
"Westerners…" F. China mumbles to herself while looking at F. America as if she was a clueless child… which she… may be.
"Okay, I already named myself… erm… what was it again? Oh, yeah! Felicia Vargas!" F. Italy giggle to herself. Hungary over heard the name and rushed to give F. Italy a big hug.
"Kyaa! That's a really cute name, Italy!" Hungary states with a big grin on her face.
"Felicia… that's not a big change from your male human name, Italy-chan," F. Japan comments. She then sees her pin on the edge of her eyes before gently fixing it. Oh dear, it's going to be messy again. Hmmm… I wonder how China-chan placed this sakura on my head-… sakura? Wait, that's a good name! F. Japan then gave up on the flower and divert her attention back to the names, "for me, I think I would call myself Sakura Honda, or Honda Sakura in my country," she then gives everyone a small smile. Taiwan sees this smile and took an opportunity to hug F. Japan.
"Aweee! Japan-chan, you look so cute! Plus, that name fits you completely!" Taiwan giggles.
F. China scratch her head at the thought of choosing a new name for her girl self. Then, a brilliant name pops up from her head, "Chun-Yan Wang… that sounds like a good name for me-aru!" F. China smile to herself and giggle.
"I agree sensei. It sounds like it would fit you!" Hong Kong gives F. China a thumb up of approval.
"Hmmm… How about Anastasia, Russia?" Ukraine gently asks her sister, who stares at her with confusion. "Anastasia sounds like a really good name for you! It's cute too!" Ukraine jumps up and down on her place.
"No, I think sister's name should be Nadya! It's sound better than Anastasia!" Belarus demands, arms crossed.
"But it also resembles Anastasia Romanov! I think it's a very suitable name," Ukraine contradicts as she stare at her little sister with hope.
"So you want her to die? Remembering that the last girl of the Romanov dynasty died plus making the dead girl her name makes it worse! Didn't you think about that?" Belarus comments while staring daggers at her sister. Ukraine then felt tears forming on her eyes.
"B-B-But… I-I-I didn't know!" Ukraine falls to her knees, "I forgot! I-I'm such a bad sister!" Belarus rolls her eyes as she watch her eldest sister cry. Again with this… Belarus thought.
Belarus then turn her head to her other sister, "Sister, what do you think of the name Nadya-" Belarus stops her talking as soon as she sees her sister's face. The Baltics look at her questionably before looking at F. Russia. Then, they too are shocked.
Confused at why everyone stopped talking, Ukraine turn to see her second oldest sister. To her amazement, F. Russia has small drops of tears on her eyes and her face is completely flushed. F. Russia's hands are close together and are form small yet delicate fists. In other words, she seemed to be scared or timid about something.
"Erm…" F. Russia quietly mumbles, "y-you shouldn't talk about Miss A-Anastasia like that… s-she's very nice a-and… erm… it's w-w-weird talking about h-h-her…" All the nations, except F. England, look at F. Russia, who seems to be fiddling with her fingers, dumbfounded. They're used to Ukraine crying like that, but F. Russia?! That's a whole different story!
Belarus looks down on the floor and stares at it as if it's her enemy. She didn't mean to say about her sister's queen like that… wait, has Russia always acted like this or is it only F. Russia.
"Russia, I'm so sorry! I-I-I-I didn't know that you're… I'm so sorry!" Ukraine jumps to her feet and hugs the tearing Russian while also crying on her shoulder. Belarus felt absolute jealousy over her eldest but didn't want to show it. Usually, she shows it, but with her other sensitive sister, there's no hope of her being in F. Russia's good side.
"Erm… E-England… I-Iggy… can you read the book quickly? …It's starting to get really creepy here…" F. America comments as she begin to poke F. England's knee. F. England then suddenly stands up and make her way towards the centre of the room. She then hold the book up with her right hand and look at the crowd of countries.
"I've reread the whole book and I think I have the right spell for this," F. England simply say.
F. America stare at her older sister in disbelieve, "wait! Wait! Wait! You've read the whole book? In ten or fifteen minutes?! You're not serious are you?" F. England gives her a smirk before shrugging.
"It took a little longer because of some people who seem to be talking," F. England eyes her former colony then the Italian girl. After that she gives a loud sigh and flips to the page containing the 'right spell'.
"Erm… I don't know if it's right… but-"
"Lemme read this," Scotland swiftly grabs the book from his, now, little sister and reads the lines written on the book. His eyebrows furrows before transferring looks between the words and the now-girl country. He lets out a loud sigh before grabbing a stick-looking-thing from the back of his trousers. He then holds the stick up high before striking it down.
"Sit cita mundi pulvere, ne solem fulgere, diei memoriam intelligitur omni-" Scotland was soon interrupted by a loud sound from a certain loud person.
"Oy, what are you doing? Why are you making weird noises from your mouth?" F. America loudly asks, looking at the Scotsman with curious eyes.
"America-chan, I don't think you should interrupt someone when they're talking," F. Japan quietly said to the American.
"Da… but he seems to be chanting weird words… can you maybe speak Russian?" F. Russia, who seems to be over the whole accident, calmly asks the Scotsman to do…erm… her "suggestion".
"Yo, you sound so weird! Talk in German, at least some of us could understand!" Prussia snickers under his breath. Hungary then slaps the back of his head with her beautiful steel frying pan.
"Does it have something to do with Sealand? If it is, then can you recognize me?" Sealand smirks as he pumps his fist up in the air. Soon, everyone joined in the conversation for no apparent reason what so ever. Seconds later, a very angry Scotsman starts to go beserk.
"I was chanting the BLIMEY spell! Now lek what ye've done! Somethin bad's goin to happn!" And, to Scotland's wonderful prediction, a bright flash of light outshone the sun's glow around the room.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !"
Seconds later, the bright light dimmed down and the room is now back to the brightness it once was. Some of the countries look at their own body, just in case something happened to them, like what if they turned into a cat or something. After the countries finished checking themselves and some even checked others, everyone sighed in relief. To their surprise, the countries that turned to girls are still girls. Some of the countries groan at the unfinished success and slumped their shoulders. Magic is not with the countries at all… well, since most of them don't really believe in that stuff.
"Well, at least everyone is still in their gen- wait! W-wh-what happened to my voice?!"
... how was it? Was it good? Bad? Horrible? Ugly- okay, please don't say that. But you could review :D
yay! Something big happened! Wahooo! I wonder what it could be? 2ps? New Nyotalia? Mochi? 2p Nyotalia? Catalias? Chibis? So many choices! but yeah, they turn to something... and "they"? Also, what is F. England trying to do? Can Belarus and Ukraine decide on F. Russia's human name? Isn't F. Russia so cute? How can F. England read so fast? and what spell was Scotland chanting before he got interrupted?
Oh, before I leave you guys, someone from previous reviews asked me if I should maybe write their human names than F. England or somthing. I don't know if it was clear before, but I'll just explain for fun, kay ;) The reason I don't do their human names is because I don't really use human names in many of my Hetalia fanfics because I'm just not used to countries calling each other by different names... I'm not also very focused on that general area. The reason why I made them say their human names is because it's really fun for them to make their own and for me to type it :) Also, some of the human names, I made for that country. So far, all of the human names I typed in this chapter are from Himaruya, not mine. But on some of the characters, it's picked from fandoms or I made it... just a head up here :P
Oh, and I write F. England than England because everyone's used to the 'England did this' or 'England smacked France' that other readers, including myself, imagine the male England doing it not the female England doing that action. So, that's why I put the gender before their name. It's easier for me... but I don't knwo about you guys. If there's a majority vote about the 'F. America' or something, then I could maybe change it. :)
Hope you like this chapter :D Cya next time :D