What you see is what you get!

AUTHOR'S NOTE: *=Russia as Lithuania, ^= Lithuania as Russia

"Big broooothheeerrrr...."

"Oh n-no..!"

"Let's get MARRRIIIEEDD!!"

Ivan Braginsky (AKA Russia to others) sat in his room, hiding in constant fear—er, painful discomfort because of his mysterious & eerie little sister, Natalia Arlovskya (AKA Belarus). She, once again, was trying to get Ivan to marry her. Everyday Natalia would stalk him unconditionally & Ivan had to stay in his room until she went home. This happened a lot.

"Go home, Belarus!" cried Ivan, hoping she'd take a hint & get lost. A few thumps from behind the door were heard & then Natalia's footsteps faded away. Ivan sighed in relief; maybe she wouldn't come back. EVER. 

"Slava Bogu..." mumbled Russia as he shakily got out from under his bed, "I think it's time I did something about Belarus." He grabbed his metal pipe & headed off to find a solution. "Da! I've got it! And the man able to pull it off can help me!" giggled Ivan as he ran out the door with a smile on his face. 

*London*

England was in his basement about to practice his black magic spells, when a frantic Russia burst through the door. "Dobroye utro, drug!" Ivan shouted.

'Damn it!'  thought Arthur Kirkland (AKA England, but you already knew that), "What do you need, Ivan?" asked Arthur, clearly exasperated. "I need your help with Belarus!" the Russian explained in a rushing voice "Can you put a spell on her please, comrade?"

"Hah! Belarus is not the friendly, approachable type!" chuckled Arthur dryly.

"Aww, please?? I can't stand her pursuing anymore, is there any spell of yours that can get her to leave me alone? Even for a little bit?" pleaded Russia sweetly

"Hmph, yeah I got a few—-but what's in it for me?" replied England smugly

"Well what would you like?" questioned Russia

Arthur thought carefully & his jade eyes lit up in excitement.

"At the world meeting, I want you to announce that the United Kingdom is the best in the world!" Arthur answered

"Well that's not so bad—"

"AND! Sing my nation anthem at my leisure whenever I say!" Arthur sneered snarkily

"You are a cruel one, comrade England..." said Ivan while smiling & Kolkolkol-ing

"Ehehehe, never underestimate an Englishman!"

"But, I will do it. What type of spells do you have?"

Arthur pulled out a large leathery book, filled with ancient spells. There were many that piqued Ivan's interest but none that would last long.

"What about the Opposite Spell?" Arthur suggested

"What will that do?" asked Ivan

"It'll give the spell victim an opposite personality & behavior."

"Nyet! This might make Belarus super perky & she'll be just as weird as Ukraine!" mumbled Ivan

"Oh, okay." Arthur sighed, wondering how a perky sister could freak out Russia. "How does the Loner Spell sound? It'll make the victim more reclusive & aware of others feelings."

"No, no. It would feel as if I were Belarus & she was me. Poor Natalia would avoid me all day long." explained Ivan in a somber tone.

"Hey! Do you want me to help you or not?! I haven't got all day, git!" snapped England impatiently