This is based on a story I read, "Gerita Prank Gone Wrong" or something like that, but this time, it's not Italy affected! This may or may not last for a few chapters, depending on how I'm feeling.

Alfred was fast asleep. That is, until an inhuman scream of horror woke him up.

The slightly older nation bolted up and ran straight for Matthew's room. Except something was...different.

"HOLY SHIT, YOU'RE A GIRL?!"

Matthew raised a dirty blonde eyebrow. "Take a closer look at that meme."

And there came Cade's anguished scream.

"Bro???" Alfred turned around, to see his brother -no, sister- staring at the ground, one arm covering his bare chest. That's right. Cade sleeps shirtless.

"Fuckin' hell." she swore softly. "All three of us?"

Alfred took the time to find a mirror. And he nearly screamed. 

"We're all girls!!!" 

Matthew blinked, sitting up. "Yeah, well, no shit, Sherlock."

"Hey!" Alfred pointed at Mattie. "Fuck you, Watson!"

"Ohhhh this is bad, ohhhhhh this is bad." Cade repeated.

"You alright, South?" Alfred asked her.

"If we aren't guys...then we can't use our human names as they are." Cade said softly. "How 'bout this? Alfie, you're Amelia for the time bein'. Matt-a-bubbles, you're Matilda. An' I can just be Cadence."

"That works." Amelia agreed.

"But now I can't call ya Alfie." Cadence whined.

"Cadence, shut up." Matilda snapped. "We've got bigger issues."

That's right. There was a world meeting today.

"Wait a minute- don't tell me we're late!" Cadence scrambled to her room, hastily pulling on a shirt. 

"Cady, it probably doesn't even matter." Amelia chided.

"Shut the heck up! I have the anger of a thousand Southern women right now! An' I feel like a bad bitch, not gonna lie!"

The Southern scramble to get ready continued. Amelia helped her twin while Matilda just fell asleep.

There will be a part two to this, so relax and enjoy the new chapter!

~ Cyanide