"Oh crap. If it turned red, the spell must have defected. Which means-"
He didn't finish his sentence. He scrunched his eyebrows in confusion. His voice was weird. Not in a bad way, but it sounded... feminine. Like tinkling bells. He had a sneaking suspition he knew what happened. To confirm this, he looked himself over. He gasped as he reached for his hair which was long and curled like a princesses. And, the last time he checked, he wasn't supposed to have breasts.
"NO! CRAP! ARRRG!" England yelled, pulling at his (or her?) hair. "Why? Why couldn't I have been a frog, or-or a fly, or something less disturbing than a girl!?"
He paused. "Wait. I had Italy and what's his face over when the spell-crap."
He(She?) almost forgot. Then he realized, that they're probably girls too.
(Arthur is now a she okay?)
"Italy? Canadia?" She whispered.
The two mentioned groaned in pain and sat up. His suspitions were correct. Italy and Canada were both females.
"Wha-What happened?" Canada said. She looked down at her body. She squeeked.
"Mama mia! Mia fratello is not going to be happy!" Italy said.
"England! What did you do?!" whimpered Canada.
"It wasn't my fault! The spell defected! On the bright side, we could have turned into something a lot worse. Like a cat."
"What are the others going to say?" Canada whisper-screamed.
"We're just gonna have to-"
And the door opened.
"Hey Germany! Hey Prussia!" America wailed opening the brothers' front door.
Germany and Prussia sat in the kitchen, eating. Germany stopped.
"What the hell do you want dumpkoff?" he snarled.
"Well Iggy said that him, Italy and what's his face were going to his house for twenty minutes right?"
Germany nodded slowly.
"It's been six hours."
Germany and Prussia both stood up. Prussia had a look of worry that replaced his usual smirk.
"Something is definetly up. Let's go get them." Germany said. Standing up he grabbed his jacket and ran for the door. "Let's go." America and Prussia followed suit.
The trio stood at England's door. Germany rammed his shoulder into the door and it opened, breaking the lock.
"Guys where are-"
He stopped. Three women sat on the ground, dressed in what seemed to be England's, Italy's and Canada's clothing. Germany opened his mouth in shock. Then he noticed a large curl coming out the side of one of the girl's hair.
"Italy?!" He said with massive disbeleif.
"Uh, hi?" she squeeked.
Germany turned his head towards England, shaking with anger.
England rubbed her head and sighed. "We have a lot of explaining to do, don't we?"
Germany nodded slowly.
This was going to be interesting.