AN: Well, here we are. The final chapter. It's short, but hopefully sweet! Remember that I'll be doing bonus chapters, so if you want to request anything please leave me a review and let me know.

The circle was drawn. The symmetry, the careful alignment, the loving arrangement of the curves and angles were comforting to Britt. She loved drawing her circles now that she didn't spend all day every day drawing them, carving lines of magic through the planes of reality in a desperate attempt to find one that worked.

But… Even as the circle was spread across the stone floor before her, she hesitated to activate it. Even though she was ready to do the transmutation, dressed in her men's clothes and all, she couldn't bring herself to start it.

Alfred's hand tightened on hers. "Whatever you want, Britt. I'll still date you even if your eyebrows get ginormous again, promise!"

For once she didn't even have the energy to glare, even though that comment had probably been specifically targeted to get a rise out of her. Alfred had some odd ways of trying to make her feel better. "Bug off," she grumbled.

He lifted their intertwined hands to kiss her knuckles. "Aww, don't be like that."

On the other side of the circle, Feli waited, wearing her baggy men's clothes just like Britt and an identical uncertain expression. Ludwig was behind her, trying to stifle the mournfulness on his face. Although they'd been a couple for a week now, it seemed that Ludwig had never managed to ask her to stay a girl for him.

Does Italy know what will happen if she changes back? Britt wondered. She must know that Ludwig won't know how to love her anymore. Well… She isn't all that smart, but surely she must realize he's more comfortable with her this way.

If she was brutally honest with herself, Britt was just as scared of that same thing. Alfred had fallen in love with her as a girl, and she had fallen for him in this form. What if being a man changed that between them? He always told her that he loved her, man or woman, but how true was that, really? How attracted would he be to a body so like his own? And she could no sooner vouch for her own feelings as his. She had no idea how being a man would change the dynamic between them, on her side or his.

And she was afraid of losing him. He'd…he'd become important to her. She had no idea how it had happened, but she'd fallen in love with that burger-stuffing Coke-guzzling git somewhere along the line.

But did she love him enough to stay a woman for him?

After a long moment of pregnant silence, Feli burst out, "I can't do it!"

"What?" asked Britt, a little startled by the sudden noise. "What's wrong?"

"I don't want to be a boy again, ve~!" Feli said, close to hysterics. "I don't want to be a boy! I wanna stay with Ludwig!"

Ludwig's eyes widened. "Feli…"

She turned to him, scrubbing at her moist eyes with an overlong sleeve. "I don't want you to not love me," she sniffled. "Is it okay with you if I stay a girl? You'll keep loving me, right? Promise?"

Britt had never seen Ludwig make the first move. But that's exactly what he did now, drawing Feli into his arms and hugging her tight. "Ich liebe dich," he whispered into her hair. "Yes, Feli, I'll love you. I promise."

"Yay!" Bouncing up on her tiptoes, she kissed him sweetly. "Ti amo, ve~!" Then she turned to Britt. Behind her, Ludwig looked distinctly dazed. "I'm sorry, England, but I want to stay a girl so I can be with Ludwig forever and ever!"

Britt had to smile. "I understand, Feli. I know you'll be very happy with him."

"Me too, ve~!" The auburn-haired Italian girl rested her head on her Ludwig's chest happily as he held her.

Alfred swung their interlocked hands a little. "I guess it's just you, Britt… Or should I say Iggy?"

All the things she hated about being a girl flashed through her mind all at once. The mood swings, the shaving, the painted fingernails, the love of cuteness, the awkwardness of tasks that had once been routine, the dresses, the Francis attacks, the complicated wardrobe, the shortness, the top-heaviness, the hormones, the shock on everyone's face at seeing what she'd become.

For a moment she couldn't imagine wanting to stay like she was. It had been an accident, after all. And accidents were meant to be undone, whether by fixing the problem or atoning for it if it couldn't be fixed.

Suddenly an image swelled behind her eyes—Alfred. That moron. Who did he think he was, making her fall in love with him like that?

She swore. "I can't do it either."

Alfred looked at her. "What?"

"I'm staying a girl for you, you son of a tart," she grumbled grudgingly.

"For realz?" he gasped, eyes widening. "That's awesome!" He scooped her up and kissed her hard.

When he set her back down, her head was reeling, but she managed to glare at him. "You moron," she said, smacking his shoulder.

"I love you," he told her exuberantly, tugging the end of her ponytail fondly. "And I'm totally psyched that you're staying a girl!"

"I…" She sighed a little in annoyance that he was making her say it. "I love you too."

Feli beamed at them. "Looks like we're both girls now, ve~!"

Britt surreptitiously slipped an arm around Alfred's waist. "I suppose so."

Alfred kissed her neck playfully, and she grudgingly let him. Not because she enjoyed it. He was a force of nature, for goodness sakes. He couldn't keep his hands off her.

Feli giggled and grabbed Ludwig's hand. "Imma go change now! I guess I'd better get rid of all my boy clothes, huh?"

"I suppose I should too," Britt sighed. "Let's go, Alfred."

"Yeah! I'll be happy to help you get rid of your clothes anytime!" That earned him a none-too-gentle elbow in the gut that elicited a grunt of pain from him.

The four of them left then, shutting the door on the magical circle that could have made Britt and Feli men again. But fate had had other plans, apparently. What else could explain how their lives had been changed so drastically in such a short time? At first it had seemed a tragedy, but as it turned out, the accident that had been the cause of so much grief and distress had really been a blessing in disguise. In a strange way, it had brought them happiness, and love that they couldn't trade for anything, not even to be men again.

For better or for worse, they were girls to stay.

The End~

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