No one was able to text and warn Dreamz about what was happening to the countries when they arrived at Cooper's house for a picnic.

New Zealand answered the door, but instead of letting Dreamz in, he stepped out and sealed the door behind him.

"Uh, Coop, are you okay?" Dreamz questioned, raising a curious brow.

"I just thought I'd warn you... Jett is not... Himself." New Zealand took a bit to find the right words. "By that, I mean... Well, he's Poland."

"Um, excuse me?" Dreamz inquired, their eyebrows furrowing.

"I don't know exactly what happen, but he came over after the world meeting and he was Poland. Long blonde hair, darker green eyes, the whole deal. The only reason I knew it was him was because he wasn't talking with a Slavic accent and Ned was on his back." Cooper explained, his soft voice making it easy for them to converse without anyone being able to overhear them.

"Okay... That's definitely one of the stranger things that have happened to him... how's he taking it?" Dreamz wondered.

Cooper's lips pulled into a small smile, his face so innocent and child-like. "He doesn't know."

Dreamz blinked, before letting out a short laugh of disbelief. "Well why haven't you-"

"I haven't told him because it's too funny to ruin." New Zealand explained. "Hence why I wanted to catch you before you came in. I don't want you to tell him. His ignorance is entertaining." He stated.

Dreamz shook their head, now caught in a fit of giggling. "Cooper, you're evil."

He shrugged. "I have my moments."

With that, the two stepped into the house, and Dreamz discovered the hilarity that was Jett as Poland. The country sat on the couch, sprawled out fully as he laughed at the TV show he was watching. It was miraculous how he hadn't realized he was no longer technically Jett, for Poland's uniform was a dark green, opposed to the tan clothes he usually wore. But he still had Jett's facial expressions, which meant that Poland's eyes were wide open, rather than half-closed, and despite his more feminine features, Australia's movements and actions made Poland's body appear far more masculine.

Australia-as-Poland caught sight of Dreamz and instantly popped up, jogging over to met her. "Hey there, shelia! I was beginning to wonder where ya were!" He stated. Poland's voice sounded strange with Jett talking through him; there was no more likeness to a Valley-girl style of speech and his accent was gone. It was sorta unsettling. Jett wrapped his arms around Dreamz. After giving her a friendly embrace, Jett let go, smirking at Dreamz playfully. "So, what should we do while the grubs cookin'? A game of football?"

Dreamz loved the idea of seeing Jett try to play football as Poland. "Uhh, yeah, that sounds like fun. But how're we gonna play with only three people?"

"I have a friend coming over. He'll want to play." Cooper smiled.

"Comin' in clutch there, Coops! Alrighty, let's get the ball out and juggle 'round a bit before this friend of Zea's arrives, a'ight?" Jett decided, clapping his hands and rubbing them together excitedly.

They went out the back, where Australia still seemed to lack the ability to realize that he wasn't actually in his own body. Even when he was kicking around the football with black military boots that did not belong to him, he didn't seem to notice. In some ways, that was more entertaining to Dreamz than what his reaction might be if he was to realize what had happened.

From the front of the house, the sound of a car door slamming shut rang out and Cooper politely excused himself to let his friend in. A few moments later, Cooper walked back out with Jett.

Meaning, the body of Jett.

Poland-as-Australia seemed rather proud of himself for the makeover he had given himself. Jett's usual uniform was gone, replaced with a aqua blue crop-top that seemed to make his half-open green eyes pop. He was wearing a black and aqua plaid skirt, with knee high black socks and shiny black flats. His hair was styled differently; instead of being gelled back and neat, his brown hair hung down and framed his face similarly to how Poland usually styled his hair, although Jett's hair was much shorter. However, the Australian's signature cowlicks still remained perky.

But, what disturbed Dreamz the most was the fact that there was no bandaid on his nose.

It was bare. It was a normal nose, sure, but it made Dreamz uncomfortable, seeing such naked nose on Jett's face.

Australia-as-Poland stopped his juggling game with Dreamz, turning to the guest. "Hey, mate! How're ya-"

His eyes widened.

"Wait a bloody minute.

...

...

WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?"

Poland-as-Australia cackled with laughter. "Omg, I wish you could, like, see your face right now. Oh, wait! You totally can!" He teased. Jett's voice sounded strange with Poland's accent.

"Feliks? Where- how- why did you dress me up like that! I'm not a shelia, I'm a bloody buck, mate! Do you know a penis is? Yeah, I have one!" Jett raved, his new found pale complexion becoming red with anger.

"Yeah, I know. I saw it." Feliks winked, before laughing. "No, seriously though, I never want to switch back. I have not had a figure this great since Lithuania and I were married."

"Wait, if Poland is me, does that mean..." For the first time since Dreamz had arrived, Jett actually took a second to assess the fact that his skin was pale, his clothes were different, and he was smaller. "AM I BLOODY POLAND?"

"Well that took you long enough, genius." Dreamz laughed as Jett took off into the house, every swear word he knew being muttered under his breath as he went to find a mirror.

Feliks flipped his now shorter hair. "Some people simply can't handle being Polish. It's like, something you have to be blessed with at birth or it becomes too much, you know?"