Eight Mortal Secrets [Hetalia Drabbles] (Completed, to be Edited)

XVI. Pranked- America and Japan

"The nerve of that boy." England growled to himself as he stormed down the halls of the world meeting center. "He thinks he's the best thing that has graced this earth since the invention of the wheel. 'Sup, dude! You know what we should do? We should totally solve global warming by dumping ice in the oceans. Are you listening to me, blimey?'" Arthur echoed what Alfred had said to him in the conference room, mocking the American accent, although it sounded scarily similar to America's real voice.

The idea itself was stupid and would never work, but it wasn't the idea that bothered Arthur. It was America's blatant disrespect for his superiors. England, France, AND Germany all tried to explain to the younger nation that the idea was simply... Dumb, but Alfred was 100% convinced that it was his way or the high way. He went on rambling about how Iceland could produce more ice and shove it into the ocean, which would cool down the ocean, which would cool down the air, which would cool down the earth.

It made Arthur wonder how the United States was even functioning as a society.

"Someone needs to put him in his place. Someone needs to knock him down a notch, show him that there are more powerful things in the world than America. Something mystifying, something... Magical." Arthur's stark green eyes almost sparkled with realization at the last word. "Brilliant, Arthur, brilliant. Sweet revenge is indeed within your grasp." He whispered, grabbing his wand out of his jacket's pocket. "It is just one spell away..."

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"Now that bloody Alfred will get what he deserves." England muttered to himself, peering into the conference room. Some of the countries were starting to leave, but the majority of them still lingered, talking with allies and such. There was no sign of America OR Australia, who had the unfortunate honor of having to suffer along with Alfred. England didn't have anything against Jett- at least, not at the moment- but he had to use somebody. Plus, Arthur liked the idea of New South Wales getting confused on what had happened to their country.

England shuffled inside and had to search for a moment to find him, but finally spotted one of his other younger brothers, Canada. England figured that even if Matthew didn't show it, he would appreciate a prank of this scale towards America, whom always seemed to outshine his much quieter brother.

"Good afternoon, Canada. Did you happen to speak to America before he left?" Arthur couldn't help but flash a mischievous grin as he spoke.

Canada turned to him. He didn't Kumajirou on him, which was... Strange. Instead, his hands where clasped delicately in front of him. The blonde tilted in head in confusion, a small smile pulling his lips up. "I am sorry, friend England, but... I am confused. I am not Canada. I am Russia, da? And no, I did not speak to America before he left... Why? Should I have been asking him the question? Did he need something of me?" Canada questioned with a Russian accent, sending chills down Arthur's spine.

Canada... Was Russia.

Which meant that not just America and Australia were affected by Arthur's spell.

"Oh, this is very bad." England squeaked.

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Shelby knocked on the door of Alfred's house, the four movies cases clutched close to her chest. She had convinced America to have a Transformers marathon with her, and he thought it'd be a good idea to invite Japan. She honestly didn't care who was watching the movies, just that someone had actually agreed to watch the movies. Most people didn't like the movies because Michael Bay butchered the franchise, but Shelby didn't care, she loved them anyways.

The door opened, revealing Alfred. Shelby was a bit surprised at the lack of emotions on the blonde's face- his eyes were half closed, his lips set in a straight line. He pressed his hands together in front of his chest and bowed forward. "Greeting, Shelby. Alfred is busy getting snacks ready. Please, come inside and make yourself comfortable."

Shelby was a bit taken back by this. Alfred wasn't necessarily normal, but she was confused on why he was telling her that he was getting snacks when he was standing right there in the doorway. She also was quite confused on why he was trying to act like Japan- and why he was actually doing a good job. It kind of scared her a bit, how perfectly he imitated Kiku's accent.

"Um... Okay. Right." She muttered, stepping into the house and making her way to the DVR player, where she set up the first movie to be played.

Alfred sat crosslegged on the couch, and Shelby took a seat next to him. Usually, America would try and pull her closer to him, but he made no move to do so now. He didn't even slouch in his seat. His back was perfectly straight and his eyes were staring blankly at the screen as the same music and images played over and over as they waited for Japan to show up so they could play the movie.

Japan didn't show up through the front door, like Shelby had expected; he was already here. He strutted out of the kitchen with a huge bowl of popcorn and clicked start on the DVR. "Hey, Shelbs! Didn't even hear ya come in." He smiled widely. Shelby blinked in confusion. Kiku was talking without an accent and rather loudly. It was very weird to hear. He plopped up next to Shelby and placed his arm around her shoulder, pulling her into his side.

Shelby stiffened in surprise, not expecting Japan to do such a thing. "C-can you not?" She stammered, removing herself from Kiku's hold.

Japan raised a brow. "Is something wrong?"

"Um, yes, it's called personal space, Kiku. I thought you of all people would understand my need for that." Shelby explained.

Alfred glanced over. "I do understand. If I am not sitting far enough away, I can move to the other sofa."

"Al, I wasn't talking to you. And quit doing that imitation of Japan. It's starting to freak me out." Shelby grumbled.

"Wait, but I'm Alfred, Shelbs." Japan stated in confusion.

"And I am Japan, so I cannot imitate myself." America pointed out softly.

The two countries looked at each other past Shelby, locking eyes for a solid 10 seconds, before Japan's mouth fell open, and Alfred's eyes widened.

"DUDE, YOU LOOK EXACTLY LIKE ME! IT'S LIKE LOOKING IN A MIRROR OR SOMETHING! OH MY GOD THIS IS SO FREAKY DUDE!" Japan shouted, pointing at America with a look of pure terror.

"Please, calm down, America. Obviously, something has happened that has caused a mix-up." America stated in a calm manner, despite his disturbed expression.

"Mix-up? Dude, you're in my freaking body!" Kiku exclaimed.

"Wait, you're America?" Shelby pointed at the body of Japan, whose head nodded vigorously. "Well how the hell does something like this happen?" She demanded.

The two countries locked eyes again, before Japan-in-America's body hung his head in disappointment. "I have a sneaking suspicion on who did this."

"Freaking Arthur." America-in-Japan's body growled.

"I have to stop hanging out with countries." Shelby muttered.