"Yes?" a (h/c) head asked, having picked her phone up.
"(F/n), love!" England's voice came with a worried tone. "Could you... Come over?"
"Yes, of course! But, did something happen?" she asked, it wasn't often that her boyfriend would call to ask her to go to his house.
"W-well... Yes! B-but I swear it was nothing serious!" the male blurted. "I-i just need a little help!"
"Fine, fine!" the girl chuckled. "I'll be there as soon as I can!"
"Thank you, love!" the brit sighed in relief.
----- Time Skip -----
"Stop it, bloody git!" (f/n) could hear England's shouts as she entered the house.
"Arthur?" she called, moving towards the living room. The sight clearly surprised her: Arthur was in the middle of the room shouting at a small child, the brit was holding up the baby by the back of it's shirt, but the curious thing was... The baby looked a whole lot like Alfred.
"Arthur!?" she called a little louder than before.
"O-oh, (f/n), love... You're here already!" the Englishman stuttered.
"What did you do this time?" the girl sighed, taking the child (who was in the verge of tears) away from England and placing the baby on the sofa. Looking closer at the baby, she noticed a few particular traits. "Arthur! This baby...!"
"It was an accident, love. I swear it was, I really didn't meant to turn that git into a kid!" England blurted, waving his hands in a defensive manner.
"You turned America into a baby..." she mused, her eyes wandered to chibi Alfred's face to see his big blue eyes blinking. "Aww, he's so cute~!" (f/n) cooed, starting to tickle Alfred's belly and causing him to start laughing; Arthur merely blinked at the scene.
"How do you do that?" the brit asked dumbfounded.
"What do you mean?" the female wondered, looking away from the small American.
"The only thing I managed to do was get him to cry!" Arthur complained. Said and done, Alfred's cry was really loud for someone so small.
"See what I said?" the brit complained. "I only need to talk and he starts it!"
"Hm... Maybe he's hungry!" (f/n) mused. "Did you feed him anything?"
"No, he wouldn't let me..." Arthur sighed.
"Is that so?" (f/n) mused in a thinking manner. "Let's try again, then; shall we?" the girl said in a sing-song voice while scooping baby Alfred up.
(F/n) moved to the kitchen carrying Alfred on her lap while being followed by England.
"Do you have milk, Artie?" she asked.
"Y-yes, love!"
"Do you have those cups used for little kids?"
"Actually, I happen to have the one Sealand used when he was younger!"
"Great!" the girl cheered. "Now warm up some milk and hand me the cup, will you?" she asked.
"Of course, love!" the brit nodded, doing as he was told.
After a few seconds, a question of extreme importance came to the (h/c) head's mind.
"Artie!" she called. "How long will this spell last?"
"The book said it was a week. Why do you ask, love?"
"Well then, it seems that me and little Alfie here will be living with you for the next week!"
----- Time Skip - 1 Week -----
Baby Alfred was hugging (f/n)'s leg, trying to hide from England.
"For god's sake, Arthur. Will you stop tormenting the child?" the girl sighed exasperatedly, acting as a wall in between the brothers.
"I will not tolerate his behaviour anymore, (f/n)!" he growled.
Suddenly, a flash of light brightened the room; when the light was gone, America was still gripping the female's leg, but...
"Huh!? Dude, what happened?" Alfred groaned, letting go of the (colour)ette and rubbing his head.
Arthur grumbled; (f/n) chuckled.
"It's a long story, Alfie!" the girl stated.
"I want to know!" the American pouted.
"Maybe someday..." (f/n) mused, walking away from the two males.
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