Hetalia Canada x world

Nyo! Canada x England

One morning, Canada was walking to his office with his Tim Hortons coffee. He arrived to the break room and set his coffee down, soon going to the bathroom. A mysterious figure walked up to Canada's coffee, snickering to itself.
"This is gonna be funny.." it whispered.

It took the lid off of the Canadian's coffee, pouring in a pink liquid. As quick as possible, the figure closed the coffee and ran off. A few minutes later, the Canadian returned and picked up his coffee. He sat down at his desk and took a sip of his coffee... Poof!

"H... Holy maple?!" He squeaks. Canada was.. a girl?! He had long blond hair with a red tint, a slim waist and wide hips with a fair size of tits.
"W-what the freak?!" He squeaked. His clothes where now to big for him, flopping over his shoulder. Matthew quickly grabbed the clothes and held them over his shoulders, making sure to hide his cleavage.
"What the maple do I do?!" He thought.

"Okay, don't panic, Matthew.. deep breaths. Who could help? Hm.. oh! England's good with magic!" He thought, quickly getting up and running to England's office. He knocked on the door.

"Uhm... E-England...?" A whisper voice called. England put down his papers and looked up, seeing two little hands at his doorframe. The Brit raised his eyebrow, wondering who was there.

"Hello?" He called out.
"U-uhm.. i-its Matthew..." The voice whispered.
"Poppet? What's wrong?" England asked, getting up. He was a little worried.
"U-uhm.. I-i had a little.. situation." The Canadian said sheepishly.
"Huh? What do you mean, Matthew?" England asked, curious to what Canada was referring to.

"W-well..." Canada whispered, walking into England's view. He held his arms up, looking down at his feminine body, then back up at England sheepishly. England blushed furiously, seeing his little brother and son figure in a girl's body. He quickly shook the blush away, now looking more confused.

"Canada..? What happened to you..?" He asked. Canada whined, seeming frustrated.
"I don't know! I-i sipped my coffee and poof! I was a girl!" He squealed.
"R-right.. do you still have the coffee?" England asked, inching closer to the Canadian.
"I-its in my office.." Canada whispered.
"Right then, lead the way." The Brit said, following Canada to his office. Once arrived, Canada handed the cup to England, quickly pulling his oversized clothes back onto his small shoulders. England took the lid off of the coffee, swirling the drink and smelling it.

"Hm, I think I know what happened. Someone put a genderbending potion in your drink." He English man said, putting the coffee down and crossing his arms.
"W-well does it wear off?" Canada asked nervously.
"It does, but after 24 hours." England sighed.
"So your going to have to be a lady for a while."

"Oh maple..." Canada sighed.
"Not to worry, poppet, I'll keep this a secret." England reassured.
"Can we just say I was sick today?" Canada whined.
"Sorry, but no. That could cause more problems. Oh! I have an idea." England smiled.
"Just say that your Canada's assistant."
"Do you really think that could work..?" Canada asked, trying to hold his clothing over his cleavage.
"Yes. But first, let's fix those clothes." England said. "Follow me." He said, starting to walk out of the building. Canada quickly followed, stumbling on his big pants. England couldn't help but chuckle, making Canada blush of embarrassment. They arrived outside and England quickly got Canada into his car.

"Where are we going?" Canada asked.
"A tailor." England replied, driving to a little shop. They parked the car, quickly getting out and walking into the shop. Canada followed nervously, holding onto his clothes. They walked in and where greater by a little old lady.

"Hello! Welcome to my tailor's shop. Oh! Mr. England, I haven't seen you for a while!" The little old lady smiled, getting a smile from England in return.

"I suppose, anyways, I'd like to get an outfit for her." The Brit said, putting his hand on Canada's back, making Canada squeak. The lady looked at the nervous Canadian, tilting her head.

"Who is this?" The woman asked.
"Oh Uhm.. this is my Daughter uh... Madeleine." England said, earning a quick glance from Canada. The lady smiled in delight, quickly taking Canada by his shoulders.
"Wonderful! What a gorgeous young lady! Follow me, I have the best outfit for you!" The lady said with a smile, waddling to a changing room with Canada. England sighed and sat down, rubbing his temples.

(I'm switching Canada's pronouns to she/her)

Around half an hour later, Canada walked out. She was wearing a little blue dress, buttoned up. A white blouse with a black tie, a long red coat with a few maple leaves at the bottom. She had white socks, going up to her knees and little black shoes, her hair in two low poney tails with little maple leaf pins and a red Beret. She smiled at England's earning a gentle smile in return.

"Wonderful. You look amazing, Madeleine." England remarked. The little old lady walked out, proud of her work. England walked over to Canada, patting her on the head as he walked to the cash.

"How much will this be?" The English man asked.
"She was such a delight, it's free." The little lady said, smiling at Canada. Canada smiled warmly in return.
"Alright then, thank you for your help." England said, putting his hand on Canada's back as they walked out. Canada spared a quick glance at the shop owner, smiling and waving goodbye. As they left, England smiled at Canada.

"You where a delight, hm?" He teased.
"She was such a nice lady!" Canada giggled, walking to the car. The Canadian suddenly stopped, confusing England.

"What is it, poppet?" He asked. Canada smiled and quickly hugged England, catching England by suprise.
"Merci, England. Your really the best." She whispered, hugging her older brother and father figure. England couldn't help but smile, hugging Canada back.

"It's my pleasure, Canada. Now we should get back to the office, hm?" He suggested, smiling down at Canada. The Canadian girl smiled in return.
"Sure thing. This is gonna be interesting..."