Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia

I know, I know, I'm still way behind on a different story but this idea has been asking to be written for a while and won't leave me alone…

Chapter one

"Honestly you three, can't you act your age just once and stop tormenting me?!" England shriek at three figures as they rushed off his property. The three in question where France, Spain, and Prussia, who either out of sheer boredom or France's urging decided to play a prank of the said Englishman. Even though they ran for safety, all three laughed at the shouting satisfied. They could not help it, between the thrill of another successfully planned prank and England's expression it was just too funny.

After a few minutes to see that England was not following them, they stopped to catch their breath. As they stopped Spain commented, "Did you see his face? It was hilarious! He looked even more like a tomato than Roma!"

"And who was he to tell us to act our age when he was throwing a temper tantrum," France chuckled at the irony.

"He's just way too riled up. He needs to take things a little easier. I mean, we didn't even have to touch him or break anything for him to start yelling at us," Prussia commented.

"To think that just a few household cleaners could make that big of a mess…good thing he likes to clean," France commented.

"How did you know how to do that anyways, Prussia?" Spain asked.

"I saw it in one of Wes' old chemistry books. Definitely more awesome to see it happen then just reading about it."

"Well, in any case that was a good way to spend an afternoon. You guys want to go out for drinks now?" France asked as he checked his watch to see the time.

"Nein, I'll have to pass. Germany's been unawesomely overworked, so I told him I'd wake up early tomorrow and do a bunch of the household chores," Prussia replied more than a little reluctantly. It was rare for him to get to hang out with his friends, but at the same time he knew that it would help his brother to have even a little break from work. And besides, it seemed only fair since it was not like he had anything else to say for himself.

"I'll go with you France. Roma's staying at his own house tonight so it's not like I have anything major to do," Spain answered.

"Alright then, I guess it'll just be the two of us. See you later Prussia," France replied as he wrapped an arm around Spain then waved good-bye to his other friend. Spain and Prussia also said their farewells then headed to their respected places.

"Those bastards, what do they think I am? A play thing?" England grumbled to himself as he vigorously scrubbed at the plastered on mess left from the trio's little 'science experiment.'

"Honestly, those three are nothing more than fully-grown man-children. I suppose I could give them a little slack if they were younger than me but they're all either my age or older! And to think that they all raised some of the other nations…"

England chose that moment to slouch back against a newly cleaned wall. He knew that all three of them could act mature when they wanted to; he had seen it. So why is it that they refused to act that way currently. It was as if having fun was the only thing they thought of.

As he thought of this, he realized that it had been a while since he allowed himself to have some certain fun. And he would need to retaliate for them ruining his kitchen. At last he stood up and commented, "Well, it's not like the mess is going to go anywhere," before he headed into his magic study.

England always kept a few spells and potions dog-eared for such cases. He never knew when someone would need to be punished and hated to let too much time pass from him searching for a correct spell. At last he found one which perked his interest and called out, "Turn them into children? No, that won't do…Aha, I may need to apologize to a few of the others for this, but there is nothing like having to take care of some children to make those three act their age for a little while. Let's see… 'reverts the targets favorite past charge into a child,'…sounds straight-forward enough. Now let's get this started."

With this said he quickly gathered the supplies he needed then cast the spell, only to then finish cleaning the kitchen then go to sleep as if everything would be alright in the world.

Oh, if only he knew how wrong he was.

Short, but more of a prologue chapter…

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