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Seven: Change me back!

"ENGLAND! YOU'VE DONE IT AGAIN!"

England glanced up at the doorway from his cosy position by the fire and his jaw dropped. Standing at the door was quite plainly America. And America was quite plainly a girl.

He, or rather she, stormed up to him and placed his hands on his hips, glaring down at him while England continued to gawk.

"Why are you dressed like that?" England questioned, eyeing his friend up and down, indicating to the denim shorts and checker-shirt tied at the front to show a washboard stomach.

America gave a squawk of embarrassment as he noticed England was ogling him.

"Hey, cut that out you pervert!" He scowled down at the man who had temporarily stopped perving and was looking up at America's flushed face. "Now change me back!"

England stood up so that he was inches from America's face and said calmly, "Sorry America, but I wasn't the one who did this."

America scoffed and stamped his foot, "Yeah right. Oh look. A flying pig! Seriously England, please change me back."

"America, I'm telling you the honest truth, I didn't change you into a girl. Well not this time anyway. I assume that's why you have those clothes on?" England peered down and received a quick slap to the face.

"Dude, my eyes are up here." America muttered, "And yeah, I was sick of you cursing me and changing me into a chick all the time so I needed clothes."

"And you decided on these ones?" England said in exasperation.

"If you got it, flaunt it!" America replied shrugging. England rolled his eyes as he moved past America.

"Indeed." He said impassively, "Well, I'm sorry America but unless you can find the person who put this spell on you then you're just going to have to wait until the effects wear off or the person who did it un-curses you."

England tilted his head to the side as he analysed the American before him. He did look incredibly adorable when he stood there; face flushed a lovely shade of pink, fidgeting on the spot under England's gaze. In saying that America always looked cute when he was embarrassed, male or female. England grinned. Let's make him even more mortified.

Crossing over the living room in two long strides, England slung an arm around America's waist and pulled him close, earning a squeal from the nation.

"What are you-"

His sentence was cut off by a pair of warm, soft lips descending onto his own. There and then, America's quarrels about being a girl died and he just let himself enjoy being kissed senselessly by the blonde-haired Brit.

Outside England's manor, two men stood holding binoculars and tearing their gazes away from their fixed point in England's living room, they high-fived each other.

"That worked out better than expected!" Wales chortled, not quite believing what he just saw.

"Yeah, that was brilliant! Hungary and Japan was going to be so amazed!" Scotland cried, extremely excited.

"Why?"

"Because my dear brother, we just caught the whole thing on England's CCTV cameras, which I have wired to my house. All I have to do is copy them to a DVD and voilà; we have real yaoi action set up, costing only £100 a piece!"

Wales and Scotland looked at each other knowingly but not particularly caring even though they knew that the moment their brother would find out, they would be running, screaming at the top of their lungs, "WE ONLY DO THESE THINGS BECAUSE WE LOVE YOU!"

Oh well.

Hehe! Hope you enjoyed that funny wee chapter! Köszönjük! LucyMoon1992 x