After some confusion in the kitchen, many nations retired to their rooms’ right after dinner, a few others remained around for a few rounds of drinking. The thing is, none of them really knew what had really triggered things.
As they slept, snug in their beds, many cuddling with their loved ones, none of them had any idea just what was happening to
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He blinked a few times. Must've fallen out of bed... Lifting his head meant he was immediately hit by one hell of hangover. Ouch, didn't think I've had it that bad yet.... how drunk was I? He instinctively patted around for his glasses, reaching up clumsily for the night desk. Cursing softly to himself, he supposed they must've fallen of in the night.
He looked around the room, his vision sure felt sharper.... a quick check confirmed that he hadn't fallen asleep with his glasses on. Am I still drunk? He looked at the door, aware of the lack of bed blocking it. Ge... damn, I'm not in the right room even.. alright, calm, probably ended up with Finland again. Vashy is used to that by now. Most important ( ... )
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He seemed to be apologizing for something. Wait-Prussia apologizing? That was even weirder than him waking up as Romano. Unless, like him, that wasn’t exactly Prussia. The way the other was gawking at the mirror seemed to confirm it.
“You’re not Prussia. Who are you?”
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He shook his head, turning to 'Romano'. Well it wasn't weird for him to question it was it? After all Prussia was his wife and all, not unusual for him to notice something was wrong. However... something seemed odd to say the least about Romano too. A lot calmer and collected.
He wasn't sure whether he ought to attribute this to the fact that he was in the confines of his own room now. Or, of course, that he wasn't the only one that morning to wake up to an elaborate prank.. if that was what it was.
"Well.." He couldn't keep his eyes of the mirror while he spoke, his words were seriously coming out of Prussia's mouth weren't they? Odd to hear his voice too like this. So this is what ( ... )
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Ludwig had grabbed him by his shoulders, not all to kindly either. His first instinct was nearly to snap into position, salute and do whatever the German ordered him, Ludwig did have that kind of voice. Just figured that Prussia would've been into trouble this early in the morning. A bit shaken he looked up at Romano, stuttering dizzily.
How strong is Ludwig? He instinctively kicked against his shins in self-defense, struggling against the grip. Damn, it hurt ( ... )
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Norway shook his head. “I’m Nor-“, he started, only to be interrupted by the door being thrown open by a very pissed off Germany. He made a beeline for Prussia, not even noticing Norway. He watched with a bored look as Not!Prussia stuttered confusedly in the yelling German’s grip, and briefly wondered if he should intervene or go put some pants on first. He wouldn’t have given a damn if it had really been Prussia, but as it was, he should probably try to save whoever it was from whatever stupidity Prussia had left them with. Hopefully he wasn’t saving Denmark’s ass or something.
“Hey.” He called over to them with the same bored expression and tone he usually had, that must have looked strange on Romano’s face, “If you’re looking for Prussia, that’s not him.”
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Wait, fucking kill me? Did he go mad? God, what has Prussia done to aggravate people so much?
He was briefly comforted by the fact that Norway seemed to try and explain. Ludwig was a reasonable person after all, sure he seemed mad now, but he was generally a very rational. Yeah, he seemed to be letting a bit of the grip off his shoulders now, even if he was questioning the fact he wasn't Prussia. And he had his doubts, did he just say he'd still beat him up if it wasn't solved, no matter, Ludwig was sane, rational. Yeah, this would be f-
At that point, 'Ludwig' pushed him away, causing him to hit the wall of the smaller bathroom. With hardly having any time to flinch, he opened his eyes to see the large fist heading straight to his face.
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A groan escaped him, now what where they supposed to do? “Whatever, I'm going to stick around you tho,” his gaze still followed Norway. If anything happened to his body...No it wasn't good for him to think of these things, it would piss him off again. Not that he minded beating the living daylight out of people but others might not be so forgiving.
At Norway's question he dared to look at the Prussian. Satisfaction washed over him when he saw the guy holding his nose in pain but he wouldn't show it. “So, you're really not Prussia then?” the respond he had given after that hit should have been clear enough really. Prussia himself would simply get up and fight back.
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He felt some heat swell inside, but restrained his urge to kick Ludwig. Because that wouldn't really do a lot of good either way. And he wasn't that eager to get hit again. And setting fire to him wouldn't really do either, despite the fact his body seemed to try convince him this was the best and most awesome idea ever.
He realized that he had not in fact said who he was when Norway reminded him. At least Romano seemed to have figured out he wasn't Prussia as well, a bit later than he would've liked granted, but at least he did.
"No, I'm not Gilbert." He coughed slightly, tentatively removing his hands from his painful nose again. "I'm Eduard, Estonia." He sighed.
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"West!! hey West!!" he ran to a random direction while not even realising that he really had woken up in totally wrong direction from the room he had gone to sleep in.
He stomped with determination as he passed one room with it's door wide open. He allready went past it when something hit him. There was...Romano!! Hahahha!!
Prussia backed up and leaped to the doorway and laughed!
"HAHAH!! Tomate!! Guess what?!! I have boobs!!" he yelled while looking at his spouse in the room, not realising there were others yet. He was just so set on the fact that he could yell something that awesome to his wife.
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Mmm. What to do now? He thought he'd maybe go back to his own room and put on some of his clothes. They'd probably be too big for the smaller Italian's body, but they'd be his / clothes.
Norway started for the door, but was startled by Hungary suddenly leaping at him. But it wasn't Hungary was it? Hungary wouldn't be so excited about having boobs. Perplexed, all Norway managed to do was stare incredulously in response to the excited nation yelling at him.
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"Hey, Toma--*" he becagan just as his gaze actually went to the other part of the room and his eyes caught something. West! And...whatthefuckinghell himself!! Prussia's, or HUngary's eyes widened as he could just stare at the sight. He...was there...with West and with ( ... )
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