The Princess and the Frog

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It was a normal world meeting. The Hundreds Year War was still continuing meaning that France and England were fighting and there was a second part to the Cold War meaning that Russia and America were fighting. China and Japan left to make tea and meditate. Italy was eating pasta. Romano and surprisingly Spain were reading Fashion Weekly. Prussia was annoying Germany while Germany was about to blow a fuse. Yup a normal, regular, ordinary world meeting. Except for England's magic. While he and France were fighting he brought out the wand and actually turned France into a frog. Norway went on a ski retreat and Romania went to hunt vampires or was it to become one with them? Anyways I took it upon myself to change him back.

"Wait. I'll do it before you fuck up even more with your magic," I said taking frog France into my hands before England could try a spell to change him back.
"Whatever," he said while sitting back down.

The world meeting was called off until France turned back to normal. So I had the rest of the day to figure out how to turn him back. I'm not as good as Romania or Norway, but I'm still pretty good with magic. I used all of my magical power to try to turn him back, but nothing worked. It would either burn him slightly or give him another appendage or something.

"This feels like The Princess and the Frog," I mumbled, but somehow France heard me.
"What?," I asked when he was staring at me. I was that look telling you to do something and that was to kiss him.
"No. I'm not doing it," I said while looking away. When I turned back he gave me a pleading look like he was begging.
"Fine," I said before kissing the top of his head. When I did he immediately turned back into himself.
"There are you happy now?," I asked while glaring at him.
He caught me by surprised by kissing me and with a smirk answered, "Very."
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"(C/n), (C/n), (C/n) mon ami wake up," France said while shaking me slightly.
"Huh? Where am I?," I asked while ribbing my eyes.
"At a world meeting. Come on we stopped for lunch," he said while holding out his hand.
"Okay," I said while taking it and getting up.

We were walking to a little café next to the building when suddenly he kissed me.

"What was that for Francis?," I asked while touching my lips.
"Oh. You're using my human name," he said slyly.
"Yeah. We're out in public. Now what was that kiss about?," I asked while slightly glaring at him.
"Well (Name) it's a thank you," he simply said.
"For what?," I asked confusingly.
"For changing me back," he said with a soft smile.
"Wait. So you mean that wasn't a dream?," I asked.
"Non," he said while walking away.

After I got my senses back I ran after him and pulled his sleeve. When he turned around I gave him a kiss.

"You're welcome," I said when he was staring at me confusingly and with that we walked hand in hand to the café.