Scotland was angry.

No. He was angry one half an hour argument and three glasses of whiskey ago.

Now he was not angry he was pissed!

Out of frustration he decided to punch the wall.

Which is when Wales decided to walk in. "Are you ok? I heard you had another fight with England"

"Mind your own dam business!"

"Wow looks like someone pissed" said North Ireland who had just walked in along with his big sister.

"O, not you two North! And Ireland what are you doing here? You don't usually visit me"

With a devious glint in her eye Ireland smiled.

"O, you'll see! Now get ya self cleaned up! I've got big news. BIG!"

Scotland gave her a suspicious glare.

'What kind of news?"

Irelands grin grew even wider and said "Oh you'll see now off with ya!"

North Ireland grew excited "Yea! She's been keeping whatever she's keeping from me for ages!"

Wales sighed.

"I've got a bad feeling about this"

. . . .

Now all four nations were siting round the living room.

Scotland and Wales each in their own arm chair and Ireland and North Ireland on the couch.

"So" said Wales trying to break the tension.

"What did you want to tell us?"

At this Ireland grinned.

"England pisses us all off right?"

At this the other three nations nodded.

"Well I found this new curse and"

"Let me stop you right there!" said Scotland

"We always curse England and nothing happens except he gets his feelings hurt and we get a kick out of it but now I getting bored of these useless curses!"

Wales nodded his head thoughtfully and North Ireland frowned as he thought cursing England sounded fun.

Ireland just grinned again and took a book out of her bag.

When her three brothers saw the book they all gasped.

"Ireland where did you get that?" said Wales with obvious shock and concern.

They all looked at the book as it was an ancient and powerful magic book, a book which legend said toppled the most powerful kingdoms, one book of many each with its own spell books that were locked up long ago and few still believed in.

Ireland just smiled proudly.

"It wasn't easy but long story short I may have stolen it"

"Ireland!"

"Oh, shut it Wales! Scotland is right are small curses don't do a thing I'm sick of our LITTLE! Brother acting like he is better than us all the dam time I'm independent now and he still looks down on me!"

"I don't care what the spell does I'm in! this sounds like fun!"

All eyes turned to North Ireland who had just spoken.

Ireland smiled and looked at Wales.

"Well he's in, what about you?"

Wales then began to look uncomfortable.

"I don't really want to hurt him"

"It won't" said Ireland.

"I have translated the book enough to roughly know what it does and how we can cast it"

"And?" said North Ireland

"Well as far as I can tell it just means he can't tell us what to do and it may humiliate him."

"Well?" said North Ireland looking at Wales

"Ok I guess I'm in too"

"Tell me exactly what the spell says" said Scotland who was being unusually quiet.

Ireland to this opened up the book and began to read.

"Who ever this spell is used upon shall lose all his power no mater how much he once did hold.

He will lose his strength, his courage, and his wisdom. No matter how strong wise or old.

And he will lose his manhood it's self in the mist of this spell"

"Wow" said North Ireland in shock "We got to do it now"

Ireland just looked at Scotland "Well how about it? You in?"

"How long will it take to prepare?"

"5-6 weeks"

"Where will we cast it?"

"I was planning here"

"Does England need to be there"

"Yea. I was planning to hit him and kidnap him"

At this Scotland smiled "Ok, I'm in!"

Both North Ireland and Ireland cheered.

. . . . .

Somewhere in London a man with unusually large and American were talking.

England suddenly shuddered.

"Yo! England you alright?"

"Yes I'm quite all right I just got a bad feeling all of a sudden."

. . . . .

4 weeks later.

England was standing outside Scotland's house wondering what was so urgent that he suddenly called England all the way there.

The door opened and Scotland took a step back to let England in.

"Scotland what do you want git?! I'm a very busy man!"

As England walked in he blacked out as something hard hit the back of his head.

. . . . .

England woke up in Scotland's basement.

He soon realized that he was tried up and in the middle of a magic circle.

England looked around and saw his four siblings standing each at a corner of the room.

"Bloody Gits! What do you think you are doing? I demand you let me out right now!"

"I don't think you are in any position to be giving orders" said Ireland

"And we're doing what we always do! Curse you!" said North Ireland

The four nations began chanting ignoring the yell of a certain English man.

And as they finished the circle began to glow and the room filled with smoke and a bright white light.

. . . . .

England's P. O. V

All England knew was pain at that moment was pain.

Every muscle of his being screamed with pain.

Until he passed out from the pain.

. . . . .

Normal P.O.V

The four nations began to cough as the light disappeared and the smoke cleared.

"Is everyone all right? What happened to England" said Wales

"I'm good" said Scotland 'North? Ireland?"

Both turned to North Ireland who was staring at the center of the room in shock.

It was then that Ireland screamed.

Both Scotland and Wales turned to the center of the room to see what Ireland and North Ireland had seen.

Both were unprepared for what they saw.

In the center of the room.

In the magic circle.

Tide up and wearing England's clothes.

Lying unconscious.

Was a beautiful girl with long blond hair.

The color as England's.

. . . . .

Hope you liked my new story, tell me what you think.

I'm still new at the whole story-writing thing so story if it sucks.