"Miranda, Maria. What are these two doing back here?" the man asked. The sisters didn't answer and continued to hide behind Italy and Romano. Italy trembled while Romano held his hand out, protecting Miranda. Romano glared at him.

"Okay, Dracula! What are you scheming?" he demanded. The man cocked his head to the side.

"Dracula? No, No. I'm not Dracula. That's my brother," he said. Romano and Italy raised an eyebrow.

"If you'rea not Dracula, then who are you?" Italy asked.

"I'm Draculie. Dracula's younger brother."

"Never heard of you!" Romano said.

"I'm not surprised. No one knows who I am. Well, there's a difference between Dracula and I. Dracula drinks blood directly from people. I can't. I have to conduct experiments," Draculie explained.

"Why do you need us, then? Can't you just drink anybody's blood?" Italy asked.

"I can. But the reason why I chose you two was because with your blood I can become a country."

"WHAT?! Yo were just using us?!" Romano shrieked, "Then why me and my brother change bodies?"

"It wasn't until after the experiment that I realized Maria mixed the wrong ingredients. You weren't suppose to switch bodies, but because of her mistake you were switch. And now if you two will excuse us, me and these sisters have some interesting matters to discuss," Draculie said. Romano glared at him.

"What are you going to do to them, eh?"

"That is between us, Italian. Now step away."

"You'll have to make me! Besides, we're not leaving until we get our bodies back!" Romano said.

"You don't want to do that. It could be the worst mistake of your life. I'll ask you again: Move out of the way."

"I won't let you hurt them!" Romano shouted.

"Very well. You have chosen your grave," Draculie said. He summoned a large purple ball of power and the room became dark. He shot a bolt of lighting at the brothers. Romano and Italy grabbed the sisters and jumped away. Italy almost screamed as another bolt of lighting shot at him, making him dance around the bolts. Maria gave out a frightened shriek as the bolts danced around them. Romano nearly tripped as a bolt came inches away from his foot. Miranda held on tightly to him.

The two brothers put them down behind the tables and went back into the battle. Draculie gasped as Romano ran directly into him, delivering a punch. Draculie grabbed his arm and twisted it around to Romano's back. Romano screamed out in pain. Italy ran up, leaped into the air, and kicked Draculie off him. Romano held his arm and Draculie wiped away the blood from his lips.

"Are you okay, Fratello?" Italy asked him. Romano rubbed his arm.

"Yeah, I'ma fine. Have any ideas on how we can defeat him?"

"If he's a vampire, he must be afraid of garlic, right?"

"Si, that'a would make sense," Romano said, "But where would you find garlic in a laboratory?"

"I'a don't know. We're probably sunk. If he's a vampire he wouldn't keep garlic in his laboratory."

Maria and Miranda watched with worry.

"Do you think they'll be alright? Draculie is merciless!" Maria asked.

"I hope so. Of course, it's not like we care or anything, right? They're getting what they deserve!" Miranda said.

"But didn't you hear what Romano said? He said that Draculie would have to fight them before they would let him hurt us." Miranda stared at her sister for a long time, but then she nodded.

"You're right, Maria. We should help. Remember how to make garlic?"

"I think so. Let's do it," Maria said.

Romano tried delivering another punch to Draculie, but he stopped Romano's punch. Italy gave a shout and grabbed Draculie from behind.

"You think this is going to stop me? I. Don't. Think. So!" Draculie said as started to burn into flames. Italy shrieked and let go, and Romano stepped away. Draculie started throwing fireballs at them. Romano and Italy were forced into another run around the Laboratory.

"fools! If you think I'm just going to stand by and let you take away my hard work, you're mistaken!" Italy and Romano ducked behind the tables and held their heads low. They noticed that Miranda and Maria weren't there. Confused and worried, the brothers dared to peek out of their hiding place. Draculie stopped his attacks and seemed to be sizzling. The two stared in shock as they noticed he was standing in garlic.

"NOOOO! NOOOO! I'M MELTING!" he screamed as he melted to the floor. Miranda and Maria sighed as he disappeared.

"Alright. Let's get you back to normal, shall we?" Miranda said. Maria handed them the bootles, but the brothers stared at it quizzically.

"How do we get it back in our bodies?" Romano asked, "And how do you know which one is which?"

"Believe us. We know," Maria said, "You must inject it with in a serum."

"You mean, a needle?" Romano asked. Maria nodded.

"Yes. But better let me and Miranda do it. It's delicate. If you inject or drop it in anyway you will not be able to return to your normal selves." Reluctantly, the brothers let the sisters handle the injections.

"No tricks, si?" Romano asked. Miranda nodded.

"No tricks." The sisters injected the blood back into the brothers. Italy and Romano cried out in pain and fell into a deep slumber.

"Yeah, they came by," Switzerland told Germany and Spain, "But I think I chased them away."

"So you don't know vhere zhey vent aftervards?" Germany asked. Switzerland shook his head.

"Nope." Spain wasn't convinced. They had to be near Switzerland's house.

"Do you mind if we have a look around? I want to make sure they went by," Spain asked.

"Well since you asked me, I suppose. Just don't take too long or I might consider it trespassing," Switzerland said.

"Gratsius," Spain thanked.

"Danke," Germany thanked.

Spain and Germany called out for the brothers around Switz's, but no reply came. Spain was about to call it quits when he nearly stumbled down a hole.

"Vhat ist zat?" Germany asked.

"Maybe it can take us to Veniziano and Romano?" Spain suggested, "Tell Switzerland. Maybe he knows about dis."

"Nope. I've never seen this before," Switzerland said later. The three of them looked deep into the hole. Switzerland cocked his gun.

"If someone has invaded my country, they'll have to answer to me!"

"I guess zat means ve're all goink down zhere?" Germany said. Switzerland nodded and mumbled something about 'shooting them all until nothing remains'. The trio umped into the hole.

"Be prepared," Germany warned, "Ve might not know vho or vhat ist up ahead."

"I'm ready to bring back my tomate," Spain said. Switzerland pointed his gun into the darkness.

Italy opened his eyes and saw Maria. He rubbed his head and took a look at himself.

"Am I'a-?"

"Yes, Italy. You and Romano are back to your normal selves," she said. Romano opened his eyes and gasped as he stared at Italy.

"Are we back...to ourselves?" he asked.

"Si," Italy smiled. Romano gave a happy shout. They both shared a happy laugh and smiled at the sisters.

"Gratsi!" they said. Maria and Miranda nodded.

"You are very welcome. But I guess this means goodbye, doesn't it?" They said. Romano and Italy stared at them.

"What do you'a mean by that, eh?" Romano asked.

"I don't think we're the ones for you two. I've realized that," Miranda said. Maria turned away sadly.

"You two have a county to run. And we have responsibilities as well. The truth is. After you left us we found someone else, as well. It just wouldn't be right. They have asked for our hands and we have accepted. So, I guess this is goodbye," Maria said. Romano and Italy hung their heads in disappointment.

"Oh."

"But, maybe one last kiss? Then we can always remember you," Miranda said. Romano and Italy nodded and held the sisters in a goodbye hug, then they kissed. Spain, Switzerland, and Germany entered and stared in shook at what was going on before them. Switzerland interrupted the silence.

"Hey! Did you two dig that hole in my yard?! Where are you from? Have you come to invade me?!" he said. The four pulled away from each other. Maria nodded.

"Yes. Us and our boss. We don't mean any harm. We are going to leave," she said. Switzerland nodded.

"You better."

"Italy vhat's goink on here?" Germany asked looking at Romano.

"They're our ex-girlfriends, Germany," Italy said. Germany and Spain stared in shook. Spain smiled.

"You're back to your normal selves!"

"Yeah, and glad to be too!" Romano smiled.

Later, the five climbed out of the hole. Then the hole disappeared. Italy and Romano shivered. Miranda and Maria really WERE witches!

"I hope I don't see that hole again," Switzerland said.

"I guess we all can go home now, si?" Spain said. The brothers nodded.

"Si. At last we can go home. As ourselves this time," Romano said.

Italy was enjoying a nice nap the next day when Germany burst the door open.

"Italy! Get up for morgan trainink!"

"Bummer..." Italy mumbled. He stumbled out to the kitchen and saw Prussia siting at the table. He smirked at him.

"Hey, Ita. Are you veird again today? Don't forget to take your medications! Kesesesese!"

"Oh, thanks for reminding me, Prussia!" he giggled. Prussia's smirked quickly disappeared.

"But I zhught...?"

"Say what?" Italy smiled. Prussia left to the basement.

"Nothzink." Italy cocked his head to the side.

"Did I'a miss something?"

"It's nothzing. Don't vorry about it," Germany said. Italy shrugged then started to hum.

Romano smiled as he woke up back in Spain. He stretched happily and let out a deep, happy sigh.

Spain knocked on the door and walked in.

"Romano! How are you feeling today?"

"Miserable now that you'a walked in!" Romano glared. Spain only laughed.

"Romano, you are so funny and cute!" he kissed him on the cheek. Romano wiped it away with his sleeve.

"Don'ta kiss me. I'ma not a little chibi no mas!"

"Oh, I know dat. You are just so adorable when you're completely terrifying!"

"I'ma going to punch your face if you'a don't get out'a my room!" Romano threatened. Spain laughed and left without another word. Romano glared after him, but then found himself smiling. Both the brothers were happy now that they were back to their old selves.

Translations.

Fratello= Italian for brother.

Gratsius= Spanish for Thank you.

Danke= A short thank you in German.

Si= Italian for yes.

Gratsi= Italian for thank you.

No mas= Spanish for no more.

Tomate= Spanish for tomato.

I might add another chapter, but I'm not sure yet.