HEY IIIII HAZ QUESTION.

Okay, so the chapter I'm writing right now is a birthday chapter, right? And I've been sitting here writing it and worried that it's gonna be too long and my sis keeps tellin' me, "You'll be fine, you'll be fine!" And so I uploaded everything I had written into her computer to fix and I looked at how many words, and-

5,776...

Words...

And I still have about 2,000 to go...

And so, my question is this! Do you guys want me to split it in two so your eyeballs won't bleed from trying to read it all, or do you want a super mega ultra-lord chapter that will make your eyeballs bleed from trying to read it all? Please put your thoughts below in a review . Or PM me :3

Anyway, it's against the rules to update a chapter without having story, so have this omake type thing!

I NO OWNY HETARIA NOW SHUT UP AND MOVE ON TO ZE READING 0W0


13. Wait, Weren't You Just A Dude?


What just happened.

No seriously, what the fudge.

I don't understand.

How did it turn out this way?

Why are half the countries chicks?

FLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASHBACK

I walked down the stairs as I heard a knock at mine and my sister's front door. "One sec!" I called to whoever was waiting behind. "Hello~" I said as I opened the door to reveal most of the countries standing there. I sighed. "Come on in, freeloaders!" I said jokingly.

Russia smiled his heart-warming smile. "I do not mind if I do!" He said as he sauntered his way through the door and made his own little home in the dining room.

"Aiyaaah! Stop being so discourteous, Russia!" China groaned as he followed behind his companion.

"I concur!" Britain added as he swaggered on into my home after the others. "It really is very rude to just walk on into someone's house like that!" I rolled my eyes at my house guests.

"I invited him in, you guys! So chill!" I said as I went over to the bread drawer that held bread." I just made bread, y'all want some?" I asked as I took three loaves out from their sleepy place.

"Ah! I will eat absolutely anything made by my little sister!" France said as he waltzed into the room grandly and kissed my hand. I raised my eyebrows and smirked.

"Even special brownies?" I asked.

"I would!" Denmark raised his hand and skipped in. "Do you have any on hand?" He asked. I laughed as I grabbed butter and honey for the bread, tossing the bottle filled with the latter at his face.

And now, we were all sitting at the dining room table-we being Russia, China, Britain, France, Denmark, Norway, Germany, Italy, Iceland, Canada and Sam, who decided to join us after everyone was already in- munching on bread and chatting, when I turned to Sam and started blabbing my thoughts to her without thinking. "Hey, you know what?!" I said with an excited look aimed at my sister.

"What?" She asked with underlying curiosity. I grinned.

"If Britain were, like, a chick, don't you think him and France would be AWESOME together?!" I asked. Britain spit out his tea he had just made himself and stared at me like I was crazy.

"What?!" He asked as he dabbed at his dress shirt with a handkerchief. "H**l no! What are yo-"

"OH MY GOSH YESSSS!" Sam agreed with eyes wide pen as France waggled his fancy, thin eyebrows at the Brit in the room. "And if Germany were a chic, then him and Italy are just MADE for eachother!" She said excitedly as Germany paled and stood from his seat.

NEIN!" He yelled at the two of us as Italy looked off starry-eyed at the proposal. "Stop it n-"

"Oh totally! And what about Russia and China with a lady Russia?!" I suggested.

"Of course! And then Sweden and Finland with a girly Sweden!"

"Well obviously! Which leaves Denmark and Norway with a fem Denmark!" I said as I stood on the table and swept both my arms out in a weird way that made it look like I really wanted to hug the air.

"And then Canada and Iceland would just be girls cuz they'd be so freaking kawaii desoo!" Sam said purposefully using faulty Japanese. Iceland and Canada both blushed immensely at the comment.

"Now wait a minute!" Denmark stood from his seat and glared at us. "How would you two like it if we said you two should be guys?! I mean, not like I'm saying I wouldn't be a smoking hot chick, but still!" Sam and I shared a look.

"Sounds hot." We said at the same time. Germany face-palmed, and Britain looked horrified, but I'm pretty sure everyone else in the room agreed.

"Anyway! It's not like that's gonna happen anytime soon, so who cares?" I said with a carefree shrug as I went over to pour myself coffee. Although, as I leaned over my happy cup of wonderful, creamy hyper liquid, I couldn't help but notice a weird shadow moving outside the kitchen's window. "What the-"

All of a sudden, there was a huge, red flash of light and the whole room smelled of elderberries. Everybody's cries of surprise could barely be heard past the large sound of sparkles. Yeah, sparkles have a sound. Problem?

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And now, I was flat on my back and horribly disoriented. Groaning, I stood up slowly and took in the room around me. Okay, so I'm the only one who's up. Great. Given that, it means I'm also the only one who can find out who did this to us. Looking to my left, I saw someone standing there whom I couldn't make out, so I let the fog clear.

Upon said fog clearing, I could see someone standing there that I actually DO know, but only in passing. "Romania?" I asked groggily. I could hear that my voice sounded a little different, but it was probably just because a lung collapsed or something. The vampiric country turned to smirk at me.

"That's right, miss assistant! Or should I say, mister!" The country laughed and pointed at me mockingly. I pouted for a bit, but walked quickly forward and grabbed the little jerk by his collar, hoisting him high into the air. That's weird… Why can I do that?

"What are you talking about?! What did you do to us?!" I screamed in Romania's face. He quirked one ashy-blond eyebrow.

"What do you mean? Can't you tell? I swapped your genders!" He laughed maniacally. "Well, not everyone's, just choice few~" He giggled. I stood there a minute longer before running to the closest mirror in the guest bathroom, just to check

It was true! I was a tall, about five-nine, manly, dude-guy! My hair was still it's normal, almost black dark brown, though now much shorter and layered to lay right above my ears and right in my eyes. My eyes were still their slightly muddied hazel and were, surprisingly, still very round and wide, but now had longer, thinner, guy's eyelashes that made them pop. My face was also longer, though a little rounder and softer around the edges then a normal guy's, and carried a certain cuteness to it that was a huge attraction in manga. Looking down to my body, I saw that my clothes were changed, too! How'd he do that? Instead of the ripped skinny-jeans with a skirt and converses matched with an off-shoulder tee and tanktop like I had before, I now had regular ripped jeans with a purple-and-black flannel shirt tied around my hips with combat boots and a slightly too-long graphic t-shirt with a gray scarf wrapped around my neck.

I really look like some adorable little manga guy. This… I thought, though allowed that thought to trail off as I assessed myself a little longer. This… "IS AWESOME!" I finished out-loud in my decently low and ridiculously adorable voice. "I AM SO FREAKING ATTRACTIVE! Can I make-out with myself, you think?" I asked InvisoBill. "Oh well! I guess now I'll just- Huh?" I looked around the corner to see Romania smirking and pointing somewhere near the dining table. Looking in the exact spot, I saw-

"Ugh, bloody 'ell!" I heard England, well, I think England, groan. "What happe-" The country looked down at himse- um, herself? And let out a high-pitched screech. "What in the name of the Queen?! Am I a girl?! SON OF A ! #$% #$ ^ #$ $# $^ ^& $#$##$ $154 316#$% # %!#$%!#$ %$!#$" The country froke out and started cursing heavily as she examined her new attire that was magically there: A pretty blue dress with stockings and Mary Jane's, as well as glasses and two high, blonde ponytails.

"Angleterre? What is the pro-" France stood up slowly, his eyes widening as he did. "Mon dieu! You are a woman!" He grinned and ran forward to the British girl, who ran off in response.

"Ahahha! They are the funny, da?" Russia asked as she stood up. Yep, she! "Oh, it seems that I am being woman, too, da? That is okay!" The beautiful girl in the pink winter coat just beamed as she examined her newly found lady curves.

"Aiyaah…" China stared at the long, platinum-haired girl in front of him. "Russia.. You are… So pretty…" He said with a blush. She smiled at him kindly.

"Thank you." She said, an almost maternal quality to her voice as she enveloped the poor man in front of her, who was still about a foot shorter, which caused for his face to end up in an… Awkward area…

Everybody's responses were similar, with Italy almost killing a female Germany with hugs, Denmark attempting to force herself on Norway, Sam admiring her sexy new dude bod while totally fanboying over the now even more vulnerable girl Canada, and then the last one to wake up was Iceland.

I did my absolute best to hold in a fangirling shriek when I saw her sit up. Shoulder-length platinum hair pulled up into twin pigtails on either side of her head, with a deep blue headband keeping her other hair down. She was wearing a short, maroon dress with white, fluff accents with a matching little shawl and black shorts underneath, with knee-high laced-up boots brown boots that head little puffin charms hanging off the zippers. So basically, she was a kawaii little school girl.

I stared at the new addition to the genderbend group for a decent while before realizing I probably looked like a total perv and looked away shyly. "I-Indie?" I heard the tiny Icelandic girl stutter out my name as I question. I glanced back at her and giggled at the astonished look on her face.

"That would in fact be me!" I said walking over to stand over the girl, who was about 5'3, making me tower over her a decent amount. "Um, are you okay?" I asked, noticing her holding her right arm with her left hand.

Iceland sat there shell-shocked for a minute longer before her cheeks flushed a bit and she looked away. "I-I fell on the corner of the wall. I think it's fine…" Her soprano voice trailed off in embarrassment of her blunder, but I was too worried to care.

"Let me see." I said coming forward and gently grabbed her arm. She jumped a bit as I took her hand away. "It's alright, I'm just looking." I said flashing a smile up towards her. Her blush grew immensely as I examined the bruise, determining that it wasn't that bad. "Well, you are bruised, and it's nothing major, but you should still probably sit down, that blast was kinda harsh, anyway." I advised calmly. She looked doubtful, but I forced her into a chair anyway, much to her dismay.

"Just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I'm weak!" She protested loudly. "So you don't need to treat me like that! Just let me fix things on my own, alright?!" She glared at me as tears pooled in her eyes, making me flinch in fear that I had hurt her feelings.

"I-I'm sorry!" I sputtered uselessly. "What did I say? I just-" Before I could finish, though, Iceland just got up and ran crying over to Norway, who looked at me suspiciously.

"What did you say to Emili?" He asked coldly as his little sister snuggled closer into his arms. I shook my head and backed off, not wanting to get beat up, before getting an idea and cracking up harshly. Norway raised an eyebrow. "What is funny?" He asked looking at me like I was loony, similar to how everyone else in the room was looking at me, except for Sam who was way too busy 'talking' to Canada.

"I-I j-just realized what's wrong!" I said as I slowly weaned myself off of giggling. "It's the hormones! She's not used to all the girly feelings and started freaking out over nothing!" I giggled just a bit more before being punched in the arm by Iceland, which hurt a lot because, even though she's a chick now, she's still a country. "Ow, w-"

"What is that supposed to mean?!" She yelled, standing on her tippy toes to try and reach my face. "Are you saying that I was over-reacting?! That I was being stupid?! Well f**k you heimskur fu**ing fífl! Ég spurði aldrei að vera dæmdur af þér! Af hverju ertu ekki að taka bara sh**ty litli hausinn og fara kjafti líf einhvers annars, þú sonur tík! Og meðan þú ert á það-"(Trust me. You really don't want the translation for that one XD) Her yelling got a little loud so Italy came over and hugged her, I guess seeing that that would help somehow?

"Hey! Don't be so meanie-mad!" He said cheerily. "Indie said it was just because being a girl is hard! She didn't mean to offend you!" He rocked the small girl back in forth on their feet as he talked. "So why don't we just all be friends again now, okay?" Iceland sniffed and looked up at him with huge, teary eyes.

"Really?" She asked the Italian. "That was all?" Italy nodded and the young girl hugged him close. I sighed and walked away from them, not being able to handle the weird little hug fest they had going on.

"Alright, Romania, why did you do this to all of us?" I asked turning towards the mentioned country. "What was your motive?"

The maroon-eyed weirdo guffawed before looking back at me defiantly. "Isn't it obvious?" He asked as he examined a black and red wand in his hand, the one he used on us, I'm guessing. "It was because SOMEBODY decided I shouldn't be in the story!" He yelled harshly at me with fire burning in his eyes. "This was the only way I could be noticed!"

Everybody stared at the country like he had fallen of his rocker a while back before someone finally spoke up. "Chto?" (What?) Russia asked confusedly from the spot where she had China encased in a bone-crushing hug. "What is that that you are talking about?" She pressed with a look that was as lost as anyone else in the room. Romania just stared back passionately.

"There was no other way for me to be in the story!" He told us all with solid conviction. "Mister Chompsy-Flap told me that the author had no intention of putting me in and I had no other choice!" He stared each of us down individually before I finally had enough and backed towards the table.

"Everyone, group huddle!" I yelled to all the others. Everyone gathered around me without hesitation and got close enough to hear me. P"Okay, so Romania is freaking nuts. Agreed?" I asked. After hearing no objections, I continued. "And if that's true then we might not ever be able to be turned back, right?" I asked calmly. Everyone looked around warily before their eyes stopped on Britain.

"W-what? What is it you wankers want?" She asked looking at us all with fear. "What?! Are you thinking I could reverse it?! Well that's not how it works!" She sighed. "A spell can only be undone by the person who casted it and by them alone! There's nothing I can do. I'm sorry." She looked off sadly.

"Aw, my poor Alice!" France grabbed the girl and held her close. "Allow the country of amour to comfort you!" He said as he began rubbing his stubble on her face in a calming manner. 'Alice' shoved him off and started cussing again, but we just pushed the two out of the group and started thinking again.

"So what do we do, now?" The genderbent Germany asked as she continually pushed of Italy. "If she can't reverse it then we might be stuck in these forms forever!"

My sister-brother person sighed heavily, which was pretty attractive given his dark, long hair pulled into a low ponytail and almost gothic clothes that made him look like the heartthrob lonely prince of some haremy shoujo anime. "Can't we just threaten him?" He asked, though was slightly muffled through his mouthful of table. I hit his head.

"Nope. But we can ask him nicely!" I winked and walked back over to the slightly psychotic Romanian. Vladmir? Yeah, that's his name! "Hey Vlad!" I yelled at him, breaking the weirdo out of his delusion.

"Yes? What?" He looked at me from the corner of his eye, as he was busy adjusting his hat. I smiled convincingly.

"Do you think you could maybe turn us back?" I asked with puppy dog eyes. "Please?" Or I will render you unable to move for the rest of your life and shred apart everything that makes you recognizable as a mostly human being~ Of course, I didn't say that! But I wanted too…

Romania smiled at me with closed eyes and raised his wand happily. "Of course!" He said with a flick of the magical device of… Magicalness. And then, once more, we were a struck to the ground from the enormous, red blast.

Coughing, I stood up easily, considering this spell didn't seem to be as strong and only tossed us around rather than knocking us out. With apprehension and worry I looked down at my body slowly… YES! THERE'S BOOBS THERE NOW! OH THANK YOU GOD! I mean, being a dude was kinda fun, but I would much rather be a girl any day!

And now that I was back to a girl, I had my normal confidence back and decided that I needed to give a certain Romanian what's for while France sat in the corner pouting about the fact his little 'Alice' was back to 'Stupid old Britain.' . "Yo, Romania!" I shouted as I waved my hand in front of the brown-haired spaz's face, as he seemed to be spacing out. "Um, I just wanted to see if-"

The crazy-eyed grabbed my shoulders and looked deep into my eyes. "No, it wasn't you! It was me! Please, don't blame yourself for what has happened." I raised an eyebrow and tried to get out of his grip, which was really hurting my already bruised shoulder, but the hallucinating man wouldn't relent! It was almost like he was- Oh, that's probably it!

As he leaned forward to kiss me, for reasons that I'd honestly rather not know, I used the opportunity to grab the remaining pot of coffee from the counter near me and dump it on his head. He freaked and slipped in the puddle of barely warm liquid and looked up at me pathetically, probably about to ask me why I did that, but I didn't let him. "You're wasted, aren't you?" I asked him. He looked at me innocently with his glassy, ruby eyes.

"Well, yeah, but I don't see why that's important!" He pouted as he sat up slowly to try and escape the drink that he was currently soaking in. "What is important is why you dumped the coffee on my head! Why? It was mean!" He said with a sad little face. I smiled kindly, or at least what I consider kindly, and rubbed his head comfortingly.

"Because both coffee and liquid on heads are good for hangovers, so I thought it might help with your drunkenness!" I told him factitiously. His eyes were downcast and he had pulled his knees up to his chest, contemplating what had just happened. I bent down to his level to see him better. "Feeling sober yet?" I asked in note of his expression

He looked at me remorsefully and nodded slowly. "Da, I am. Thanks…" He rubbed his head a bit and centered his eyes back to the ground. I laughed and held out my hand, which he took thankfully.

"C'mon, it's time to stop warming my floor with your butt!" I said pulling him up in one steady jerk. He smiled and was about to head out the door when Denmark stopped him by way of stepping in front of the back doorway.

"Wait! You just change half of our genders all of the suddens and you are just expecting to be walking out without an apology?!" The now male Denmark exclaimed. Romania shrugged and pushed passed Denmark.

"Was it really my fault?" He asked conceitedly. "I mean, in reality it was the alcohol's! Last time I go drinking with Germany, I guess!" He said with a laugh and point in Germany's direction, who got all blushy-like and looked away guiltily. "And on that, I guess I will be going now! I will see you all around!" He said with a wink and show of his one pointy canine before zapping the ground at his feet with his wand and transportalizing away. I shrugged at the sight, used to weird crap like this, now, and turned back to the others to find Sam standing on the table not unlike I had been earlier.

"Well, I hope we've all learned an important lesson in drinking, today, kids!" She exclaimed like a summer camp counselor. "That and appreciating the gender God made you!" She said making it sound like a moral lesson. She jumped off the table and landed next to me. "Good job, little sis!" She said slapping me on the shoulder as show of good sport, which actually turned into a show of great pain, at least on my part.

"Um, ow, Sam!" I winced and laughed whilst pointing to the placement of her hand, which was sitting comfortably on the shoulder Iceland punched me on, which hurt even more now that I was girl and couldn't take a hit as well. She removed the persecuted hand slowly and grimaced.

"Crap. Sowwy, Ind!" She said with look of regret and a rub of my head. I was about to tell her it was okay, when I saw Iceland's look of regret from across the room and aimed my calming words towards him, instead.

"It's alright, Iceland!" I called over to him. "Just a little sore, it's not your fault!" I assured him. He didn't seem to listen though and just looked off emo-ly. I sighed, but decided against dwelling on the matter and, instead, pushed on both Russia's and China's backs, seeing as they were closest.

"Okay. Everyone out. I want to sleep and I trust none of you." I said plainly as the whole little platoon who had crashed my house shuffled out of the room. France tried to object, but I just pushed harder until everyone was out. "Have a good day!" I yelled to them all as they got in their cars. I turned about to find my sister slumped in a chair, frowning. I went over to her and sat on the arm of her chair. "What's wrong?" She looked up at me sadly.

"I liked me as a guy, Ind! I was really hoooooot!" She whined and hugged me around the middle as I laughed at her stupid face.

"You don't mean that!" I argued her point. "You're just upset that you can't find a guy as hot as you were!" I said with an honest expression. She mulled over my words for a second before doing that weird head-shoulder-wiggle thing that people do that mean 'Yeah that's true.' You know what I'm talking about, right? Just try to imagine it.

END SHTORY.

NOW THE TRUE ENDING.

I walked up to the shemale. "I are rove you!" I exclaimed.

"Omg, doki doki, sempai!"Icy replied.

So we ran off and got married and all was good.

The end.


Okay, so maybe that wasn't the true ending, but that's what my sister wrote and we were laughing at it non-stop because we kept adding it to the end of whatever I wrote and it always ended up fitting perfectly ^u^

So anyway, I hope you enjoyed it considering that even though it was random and weird, it was actually part of the story (/;^_^) But you have to pretend that it comes after the birthday chapter(s) okay?! Cuz that's where it would be in real time XD

Anyway, thank you for reading and thanks to guest-chan for reviewing, as well as the several new followers for following! You're all awesome and I wub you squishy much OWO

Now go forth and multiply(The nerds around you because we all know we could use some more friends)!