Spell and effects

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England had finally found the one spell book that he needed and got straight to work. He made a star on the floor and put candles around the room. He got his cloak on too. The spell he was reading was going to give America chicken Pocks that wouldn't stop itching. Once America had apologized he would remove it. He didn't have his reading glasses so it was a little hard to concentrate but he had a good idea of the spell so without trying to translate the Latin he chanted, " spiritus coeli terraeque impedit mentiri veritati effundit quia loquuntur , non prohibere repletus dubio olim vere excusationis apparet, vacuamque rursus loquuntur metus ." England, proud with himself, goes out of the chamber to get some tea and maybe a scone. But what he didn't see was a dark sparkle that floated out of the star, and it made its way outside to find the victim.

The dark sparkle floated and vanished then appeared in America. Then it made its way to the personified version of the country. "I feel like such a moron! I should have considered his feelings about it but no! I have a huge mouth and can't keep it shut! Now he's going to hate me even more!" On the brink of tears America asked. "... Why do I do this to myself?..." He just fell and kept his face stuffed in a pillow so his brother wouldn't see him cry. " Al... You need to stop cleaning! You don't usually but when you do you get all depressed! We have people to do that for us, in return we watch over their leaders to make sure they don't overpower them and stuff." Canada said while pouring his syrup on his pancakes. " bleh." America complained. " I don't understand why it's always HIM that makes me feel like I should dig my own grave. Seeing his face today... I could have broke down in front of everyone seeing how I hurt him..." America looked down. You could clearly see the guilt on his face. He was about to start talking again when something went down his throat. It felt like sandpaper and he HATED it. He figured he just breathed in something wrong and it was gone now. He was about to talk to Canada and say, 'bro this is really making me sad, help.' But it came out as, " Matthew, I'm going to fall back into my depression if my heart keeps breaking like this, please help me..." He said it and covered his mouth. Canada looked at him wide mouthed and over flowed the maple syrup on his pancakes. He instantly got up and hugged America. " I'm so so so so so soooooo sorry Al! I wasn't taking it serious at all! I feel awful, anything I can do to help, just tell me!" Canada was looking like he was about to cry. America tried to say, ' dude you're fine! I don't understand why I said it like that!' But his mouth said, " I hate seeing you cry over me, you didn't do anything wrong! I don't know what's happening but I can't say what I want to." He covered his mouth again. What in hades name was happening to him?

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