Sweden had a score to settle, and it wasn't just with Finland this time. This time, it was with all the Nordics.

Sweden knew Denmark was drunk and angry and an asshole more often now because of his thing with Ukraine. But last night, when the drunk dickface was having erotic fantasies in his sleep about some 'Belle' girl? Loudly? That just pissed him off.

And lately, Norway and Iceland have been loud too. Yes, Sweden realized that they were young lovers. Teenagers. Horny as can be. But did they really have to be that loud? Norway snuck all over the house and never made a peep, but when it came to night and Sweden wanted to sleep, then he made noises.

And lastly, Finland. Now, this was just tradition. The lovers went back and forth and back again on their birthdays, ever since they started living together. It was just what they did, and that was that.

The night before his birthday, Sweden called up England and had a talk with him. "What? You want to turn them into what?" England squeaked.

"Just for one night," Sweden reassured.

"I can't do that to Finland..." England mumbled.

"That's right, you like him more," Sweden recalled.

"I'm not picking sides, Berwald. Just...don't be angry at me when Finland's birthday rolls around," England mumbled, pulling out his book. "By the way, I'm not sure it will work because I've tried it on America," England mumbled.

"I have researched. If you had an emotional bond to them when at the time, you can't use the spell," Sweden replied. England became depressed.

Finland woke up feeling small. Very small. He sat up in bed and felt his clothes fall off his shoulders. "What the-?" He covered his mouth quickly, then examined his hands. And became very angry. "BERWALD!"

Sweden came into the room, staring blankly at the child in Finland's bed. "It worked..."

"A-ah? Wha-?"

"Aisura?" Young Iceland and Norway ran into the room, staring at young Finland.

"You too?" He grumbled.

"Why did you bring us into this?" Norway huffed.

"Because I was annoyed. And I find children to be cute, contrary to my appearance. And its funny to watch you guys behave like children while I'm an adult. Sure, not the best wish, but still one I'll enjoy," Sweden smirked.

Suddenly young Denmark stumbled into the room, looking pale and sick. He was holding his head with one hand and his stomach with the other. "I don't feel good," he groaned.

Sweden caught the Dane as he fell, laying him in Finland's bed quickly. Finland started to rub the blonde's stomach. "The alcohol he drank last night would be fine for an adult, but children would get violently ill. He's lucky he had a high tolerance level even as a child, or we might have had to take him to a hospital," Finland explained.

"Child?" Denmark asked, confused. Finland showed him the mirror. "Aw, I look like shit...wait, what the-!" Denmark sat up quickly, then clutched his head in pain and fell back into bed. "Augh..."

"Have fun being a child again. What are you, about fourteen?" Sweden asked.

"I dunno, its hard-" Denmark glared at Norway as he snickered when the older boy's voice broke. "Yeah, about that age. Since I'm going through puberty for the third time," He growled.

"Third?" Finland inquired. Denmark gave a jab in Iceland's direction.

"I sowy! I wanna be magic-y!" Iceland replied. Norway blushed. "Hey! Dun you get gwoss foughts in youw head!" Iceland added, hitting Norway with a pillow he found lying on the ground.

"It wasn't gross; it's cute that you're a little boy with your adorable lisp again..." Norway trailed off. "You used to say 'onii-chan' all cute and stuff to me..." He grinned happily.

"Yo! Ice-baby, Nor-dude! How's it ha-?" America stared in wonder at the little countries.

"Say one word, Alfred, and I'll beat you up," Norway glared. Iceland ran up and hugged Alfred's leg.

"Hi Awfwed!" Iceland giggled. Sweden picked the little nation up and swung him around before setting him down on his feet.

"Happy birthday, Sweden...what the heck happened here?" America inquired.

"I turned them into kids," Sweden shrugged, ruffling Norway's hair. Norway glared at the birthday man.

Denmark was laying on the couch, moaning about his head and his tummy, while Finland ate cake and rubbed the Dane's tummy for him.

"Isn't it not as fun because you have to take care of children?" Estonia asked, appearing with Lithuania and Latvia behind America. America yelped.

"No, I find having children around to be very fun," Sweden replied. Latvia and Estonia shrugged. Lithuania smiled.

"I agree!" Lithuania grinned.

"Besides, today isn't about my birthday. It's about my revenge!" Sweden laughed evilly. The Baltics went pale.

"Scary..." Latvia whispered.

"I hungwy! Food! Food! Foooood!" Iceland whined. Sweden's eye twitched, and he went to make Iceland some food. "Noooo! I dun want dat! Ewwww! Somfing ewse!" Iceland ordered when the food was presented to him.

"It was worth it," Sweden reassured the guests. America snickered and nodded.

"FOOOOOOD!" Iceland screamed, facing going red.

"Alright!" Sweden cried, smacking a hand to his forehead. It was a great idea, he reassured himself.

sucky ending is sucky...