Romano and Italy
Romano gasps for air as he hid behind a crate. He hoped he'd lost Germany. He sighed and wiped his brow.
"Whew, I'a got rid of Germany at least. Now all I'a ave to do is wait here until he gives up." Romano couldn't have been more wrong. Germany was right on his trial, and he wasn't giving up until he found him. Romano heard boots scraping the gravel around him. He trembled. Was Germany here? Did he find him? He slowly looked up. Germany smiled.
"Zere you are. I'm not finished with you yet," he said. Romano froze as Germany reached over the crates and grabbed Romano's collar. The he dragged him out. Romano could only make squeals like little piglets as he was powerless to Germany's grip. Germany smiled and put his hands on his hips.
"Now. Tell me vhere ze real Italy ist," he said. Romano stared at him.
"Y-you know?"
"Ja. I've had my supicions of you since zis morgan," Germany nodded. Romano wasn't sure to be happy or scared at this moment. He figured Germany didn't believe him, yet here he was, asking where his younger brother was.
"I'a don't know how. But I'a told you what I'a think," he finally said.
"Any ideas about how you can get back into your own bodies?" Germany asked. Romano shook his head.
"No. But I'a hope we find the answer soon."
"Romano!" cried Romano's old voice. Germany and Romano turned to see Italy, in Romano's body, running up with Spain following behind. Italy smiled.
"I'a thought I'd find you here," he chuckled. Normally, Romano would have stranggled Italy to death. But instead he burst into tears as he hugged his little brother. Germany and Spain shook their heads as they watched the brothers happily reunite.
"I don't understand zis," Germany said. Spain smiled.
"Italy says he has an idea about how they might have switched bodies," he said. Romano stared at his brother.
"Is that'a true?"
"I'a don't really know, but it's a clue," Italy smiled. Romano almost cried. Soon, they will find out how they turned into each other.
"Do we really have to do this?" Romano asked Italy later that night. Italy nodded.
"Si. If we really want to know how we got into each other's bodies, we have to go to sleep to regain the memories. Therefore, we have to be asleep at the same time, in the same bed."
"Great, another night sleeping with someone who smells like garlic," Romano said as they both climbed into the bed.
"You're the one who smells like garlic," Italy said. Romano frowned and crossed his arms, forgetting that he was in his brother's body for a second. Italy turned off the lamp light.
"Ready?" he asked as he sank deeper into the bed's covers. Romano didn't answer. From underneath the covers, Italy grabbed is brother's hand. Romano almost screamed.
"What's that?"
"It'sa only me. We're going to find the answers, Romano, don't worry," Italy reassured him. Romano began to sweat and he swallowed.
"If I'a don't make it. Will you please hit that stupido German for the rest of your life? And make sure that Spain gets a nice girlfriend so he doesn't worry about me everyday that passes?"
"Romano, we're not going to die. Just count sheep and we're go to fall asleep," Italy said, "Why do you want Spain to find a girlfriend anyway? I'a thought you didn't care about him?" Romano blushed and turned on his side, away from Italy.
"Just go to sleep, eh. I'ma just worried about him," he mumbled. Italy smiled, but didn't say anything more. He closed his eyes and within moments, the two were asleep.
Romano sighed as he opened his eyes. He was laying on a cold metal table. A bright light shun over him and Romano had to block it with his hand. Then he gasped. He took a look at his arm. He felt his face. He glanced over to his brother who was laying on another metal table next to him. Romano smiled. He began to laugh with joy as he noticed that he was back in his own body. He felt for his curl. It was on his right. By then Italy opened his eyes as well. Romano smiled.
"I'ma back! And so are you," he said. Italy looked at his hands just like Romano had done and he too began to laugh for joy. Yet their happiness was interrupted when they heard laughter. Romano and Italy looked around the room. It appeared to be some kind of laboratory. They noticed that they were hooked up to a machine
"Great," Romano said.
"I'a guess this was before we switched bodies. But how did we end up here?" Italy said. Romano seemed a little puzzled too, but he was more happy now that he was back in his own body. There was a set of stairs that led down to the laboratory at one of the corners, and two witches descended down them. The brother's weren't sure if the witches saw them or not. But they acted a bit worried.
"I told you not to mix those potions, now look what you've done. Instead of frogs you switched their bodies. Now you've made him angry," one of them said. She was the taller one, but for a witch she was gorgeous.
"Shut up!" yelled the smaller one, "It's not my fault that we misplaced a few ingredients. He'll never find out anyway. Come morning these two will be in each other's bodies and back to where they belong." Romano and Italy glanced at each other.
"So that'sa what happened. They're the one's who switched our bodies," Italy said. Romano nodded.
"If it's a spell there must be a potion that can change us back." Then a laugherupted from a dark corner of the room. Not only did Romano and Italy jump, but so did the witches.
"So these are the two who we will test for this experiment?" the voice said. He didn't come out of the shadows, only his blue eyes were present in the darkness. The taller witch nodded.
"Yes, I think they'll do nicely," she said.
"Very well, you may start then," he said. The witches nodded and pulled down a leaver. A light began to grow on the machine as the power started up. Then a painful surge went through their bodies and they cried out in pain. The last thing they remembered was the laughter of the man in the corner. His eyes reflected in the brothers' memories.
Romano and Italy gasped as they both shot up. They were sweating and gasping for air. They were still in separate bodies. Romano sighed.
"Just when I'a thought I'a was back to normal."
"That's what happened. There must be some kind of potion..." Italy said. Then he and Romano looked at each other.
"They have the answers," they said. They through off the sheets and dashed out the room to tell Germany and Spain the good and bad news.