Thank you for reading chapter one~ I am aware my stories are short and very simple so I am going to try and enhance them and make them double their length or longer in the future so sorry for how short they are, Multiple stories will be uploaded at once of many different series but please be patient if your waiting for a certain series. Commenting and replying on what series and stories you are craving will go a long way as I work with priority stories that are high in demand or otherwise I will work with what's in the mood at the time. Thank you and I hope you enjoy this series.

The usually calm Germany was staying silent and calm but inside his brain was unable to handle this situation, sitting across from him at the secret world meeting was England sorting his paperwork as usual as though he was meant to be present. Luckily no other country had arrived yet being an hour before the meeting was meant to take place ...maybe there was a hope to lose him somewhere while the meeting was going on. "You know Arthur zere is zis problem zat I think you could be of some help...mein uhh...desk needs cleaned up and your ze best at zat" Ludwig proposes the idea with confidence and strict, ordering eyes. However Arthur only glared back with shining eyes peering out of his dirty blond hair, he wasn't taking this poor excuse of a distraction.

Just as Arthur was about to step up in retaliation at the German when the unlucky American who walked into the room caught sight of the entire situation fast enough to feel the tense atmosphere thick enough to almost see. " Wha!? Iggy what the hell are you doing here? did we all vote on having food poisoning this month?! " Ludwig only glared and stood up to the american to shout the loud mouth to keep quiet but it was all too late

" YOU! you were working with everyone even though you knew it would hurt me! " Arthur instantly assumed from the american's attendance and marches over pointing a scolding finger to the american's nose currently hidden from a hamburger. " I didn't do anything I swear!? what are you talking about?" the american's gaze was slowly trailing off Arthur and to Ludwig in the back gesturing a cut throat action and points to the door for the meeting room next door " oh wait Arthur, no we aren't doing anything here we are only coming to check if we left any paperwork after Francis left some" .

England only glared and looked back to the German as he just stopped making gestures " ...I know what's going on here and I don't like it". Finally giving up he huffs and leaves the room to simply get his answers and revenge through spying and striking when the furnace is hot so to speak.

Following these events Arthur took his place in the basement the janitors use and peeks up through the venting from the meeting rooms usually overheating with bodies in warm business suits. " I knew it, Francis is the leader in this" the spy grumbles with a bad timing "hon~hon~hon" in the background of the meeting room.

" Well this is the menu gentleman~ " with delicate fingers the Frenchman outstretches his hand leaving the meeting room menu's into the middle of the table " they will all be fabulous oui~...hmmp?" hearing a bass grumbling towards the vent he notices its empty and takes no other action towards it.

" oh sorry I am late gentleman I was just preparing the dinner selection~! " A cheery Arthur appears walking through with a silver palate plate on each palm as he walks around gracefully like they weighed nothing and set the food down over Francis' menu's.

"que pensez-vous que vous faites ?!" Francis trembled thinking in horror * what disgusting ...vile...stomach turning... crab cake...wait what?!* Blinking for a few moments the pervy blond went to rub his eyes making sure he was seeing clearly " you...cooked crab cakes? for real? not black or anything"

" IT'S A TRAP! " Alfred screeched tumbling over his chair and pointing to Arthur rudely " HE MUST HAVE POISONED THESE!?" Britain only smirks with arms folded and eyes closed secretly confident that half of the nations are geniuenly interested and sampling the cooked food. " well how is it gentleman?" The magician finally questions opening his revengeful eyes that finally leave the others to plant sights on the cautious and slightly angry Francis.

" Mein gott!? zhis isnt really zhat bad!? I am i getting sick or something" Ludwig looked to his allies to his side with eyebrows knitted in worry and stress over this sudden transformation of his taste buds. " Ve~ lets have this at the meeting, can we doitsu~?" piped the little Italian clutching onto the German's powerful bicep. " vell...I guess I cant say no to you" with a heavy sigh he looks to the other meeting members and comes to a decision in a huddle making the Frenchman feel bullied and replaced, his one meeting quality was being taken away from him and he was only watching in horror as his rival smirked in an evil, resentful manner never leaving the sights of France's reaction.

"mais ... mon menu" was whimpered out the French lips followed by a frown. Growling his bites his lip and looks to the Englishman " how did you even know we would be here! guys your not paying attention to what's important, isn't it scary he even knows we are here?!" finding any way to avoid Arthur taking his friends and cooking reputation in one low blow.

" oh you think I am being rude here, excuse me but you did this right under my nose after telling me you cared about me, YOU were the one plotting to annoy me and present your food in a foreign meeting to insult my capabilities! I am not taking it anymore okay! I might cook for all the meetings now" Laughing a deep, hearty tone with hand on either hip England glares at the other blond with an evil smirk and almost magical and powerful eery green eyes.

Gasping the Frenchman detected a hint of unnatural methods of this transformation. Magic of course! He decoded in his head " You used magic didn't you! that's not natural! I told you to never change yourself using magic but you went out and did it anyway!"

" Well you went against my wishes and prepared foot at my banquet..." sticking a snobby nose in the air the former Briton takes his leave to the group gathered and spreading compliments and amazement his way. " Your right to be mad" a whisper finds itself to Francis, it was none other than Alfred " Its creepy...its like its the opposite of himself, he must of really felt bad about himself to go this far to impress others, did you piss him off or something francy pants? Cause we need to end this" heroic eyes landed on Arthur's sinister smile within the group leaving slight bile in his throat " he is creeping me out...lets go and search his house for a way to fix this"

France was staring at Arthur slightly longer than the other with a frown and hands curled in fists " if only I told him this was a surprise meeting to set up a surprise Francis had in plan for the little nation" this plagued his thoughts believing that answer would have stopped the magic damage that was already caused, he has to stop this but would need the help of the magicians Arthur worked with, they would know what to do. Leaving content on his plan to fix this mistake he bites his lip enough to draw a faint sign of blood in worry " I hope i can fix you Iggy, I loved you the way you were".

Well left it at a fluffy cliffhanger and yes the magic trio will be featured in the story so get excited Norway and Romania fans, I promise ill make you happy with their personalities and characters. Again I do not own Hetalia or any of its characters this is only fan made from my own personal love for the anime/manga and if you don't enjoy the couples or the story then please don't continue to read. This fan fiction will contain yaoi and multiple of my others involve Mpreg so please not hate messages. More of this series and others will be uploaded soon so thank you for staying with me~

Kirklands.