Betcha' didn't expect this huh? Well you probably did but whatever... :D
~Prussia's POV~
I heard a scream and jumped up. It sounded somewhat like Birdie but it was higher in pitch. Running upstairs, I heard my name and some crying. "Birdie?" I asked, poking my head into the room. No. "Birdie?" I asked again, looking into the bathroom. Impossible! "ARTHUR!" I yelled, wide eyed.
~England's POV~
Upon hearing my name called I rushed up the stairs. "What the bloody hell?!" There stood Gilbert with a sobbing girl at his feet, the girl looked fami- bloody hell it's Matthew!
"You turned Birdie into a girl, you dumbass brit!" Gilbert growled. I sighed looking down at Matt.
"Matthew, are you alright?" I asked calmly.
"Y-Yes." s/he squeaked.
"It'll wear off soon. About a month most likely." I said knowing immediately what had happened. I had most likely made the wrong potion and had turned him into a girl.
"A-A month? That's too long, eh! How did this even happen?" s/he looked worried.
"I may have made the wrong potion...." I whispered ashamed.
"Figures. Good for nothing dumbass brits always ruining other pe-ow!" Gilbert started but I cut him off with a smack.
~Canada's POV~
"Guys.. stop fighting please, eh?" I asked desperately trying to keep the peace. I should have never trusted black magic, it never turns of right.
"Birdie...what are we going to call you?" Gil asked cocking his head.
"Maddeline?" Mama suggested. I nodded, at least it was close enough to Matthew.
"Sounds good to me." Gil said smirking and looking at his phone. "Hey Arthur, I think you should go..Francis has been texting me all morning about keeping his Angleterre from him for way to long."
Mama's face flushed and he nodded quickly. "Yes, well I'll be off then. Enjoy your day you two." turning away from us he rushed down the stairs and out the door.
"Th-That was weird, eh." I stuttered still getting used to my slightly higher pitched voice.
~Prussia's POV~
I nodded looking down at...her...Birdie really should be better covered. I mean not that I mind her being dressed in boxers and a towel wrapped clumsily around her torso. "Kesese~ Birdie, shouldn't you be better covered? A perverted man like me might get a little...excited." I said smirking at her blush.
"Yes I sh-should, eh." she stuttered blushing. Her blush increased, however, when she stood and the boxers fell down around her ankles. That did it for me, I grabbed her wrist pulling her closer.
"I think you should even that out, ja?" I asked ripping the towel off of her.
"Maple! She yelped covering herself with her hands. "N-No Gilbert. I'm not in the mood right now. Maybe later, oui?"
Damn that stung. But I guess I should wait for her. "Ja, sorry Birdie." I said softly, helping her with her towel.
"It's okay Gil..we can do that later." she said with a seductive gleam in her eyes.
"Ja. But we are going to do something a little different. Go get dressed, ja?" I said smirking a little, thinking of the awesome fun we would have tonight. She nodded quickly and hurried out to find something to wear.
