Quick background : Matthew is a genetically engineered cat boy for ownership created by Kiku, Alfred's friend. Since they are close, Alfred was given the opportunity to be one of the first people to own a cat boy. Lets just pretend there's nothing immoral about this ;) This will be multiple drabbles of their lives together and it will eventually be Amecan. Rating might possibly change in the future. Enjoy!

1. Threatening the livelihood of their balls is always a good way to get them to bathe.

"Matthew! Come out, you can't keep hiding forever!" Alfred hollered as he stomped through the house drenched in water. "From now on I'm going to be chaining you to the faucet since you can't seem to stay still for a 5 minute bath! Come on dude, ya stink!" he complained as he continued to wander around the house searching for Matthew.

Today was yet another attempt the bathe the stubborn BABY of a man… cat… whatever! Point is, every time he tried to shove him into the tub he would somehow end up being the only wet one and Matthew would disappear again.

Well today would be different. Today, Alfred was going to win, and Matthew would be so clean he wouldn't even need a bell attached to his neck for Alfred to know exactly where he was because his body would squeak with pure cleanliness at every movement!

"Matthew…" he suddenly paused as he came up with a new tactic. "Matthew, if you don't come out this instant I promise you I'm taking you to take you to the vet and have your balls cut off." Of course he wasn't serious; he doubted any vet would do such a surgery despite Matthew having certain feline features. But Matthew didn't know that.

A terrified squeak sounded the house and the sudden thuds of running feet could be heard as Matthew ran towards Alfred at lightning speed. He obviously miscalculated how fast he was running for he hadn't stopped soon enough and crashed right into Alfred flinging them both into the nearby wall.

"Don't you DARE Alfred! You know I'm not bad; I just hate you trying to bathe me! Let me bathe myself you damn dog!" Matthew whined as he repeatedly jabbed Alfred's chest in an attempt to cause him discomfort.

"I already tried letting you do that! But the last time I let you 'bathe' yourself you came out completely dry smelling like the bottle of Febreze you sprayed on yourself trying to trick me into thinking you showered! That's why I am bathing you right now whether you like it or not" he wrapped his arms around Matthew tightly and flipped them over to crouch over Matthew without letting him go. In one swoop he gathered Matthew up and flung him on his shoulder fireman style and stomped back to the bathroom.

"Aaaalfred, but I don't need to bathe! I'm a cat! Cats don't bathe!" he tried to reason as Alfred finally reached the bathroom and locked the door behind them.

"You're also part human which means you need to bathe, so let's get this over with." Alfred grumbled as he refilled the tub and set Matthew down on the counter again.

After making sure the water was warm he faced Matthew again who was giving him his best depressing stare in his final attempts to spare himself from the bath. Alfred merely shook his head before offering Matthew a smile, "come on, if you can do this for me I'll give you a prize…" Alfred cooed to at least try to make Matthew hate him a little less for this.

Matthew quirked an eyebrow at hearing the promise of a prize, "what kind of prize?" he asked while trying his best to act disinterested.

"Well there's only one way to find out, isn't there?" Alfred answered while plucking out the shampoo and conditioner from beneath the sink. "Come on, you know you want to know, curious cat" he waggled his eyebrows at him mockingly and finally shut off the faucet when the tub was filled.

Matthew debated on just scratching Alfred for mocking him but… he really wanted to know. Damn him!

"Fine… but… come on Al, let me bathe myself? You can stay in here but just turn around and let me clean myself. You'll be here to make sure I actually do it" and I'll keep what little dignity I have left he added to himself.

Alfred grinned and nodded at that preposition, "deal! But if you even try to pull a fast one on me I won't hesitate to actually buy a chain for you" he said before turning around and facing the door. "Now hurry up, and make sure to clean behind your ears!" he smiled to himself at the memory of his mother always telling him that as a child.

Matthew huffed in annoyance but accepted his fate. He quickly got undressed and slipped into the water, immediately feeling all the hair on his body rising in alarm. The quicker I do this the better he encouraged himself as he quickly began to wash himself with the products Alfred had left out for him.

After Matthew finished what Alfred was sure could be awarded as the world's quickest bath, Matthew carefully waddled out of the bath and wrapped himself up in the large, white, fluffy towel left on the counter and sat shivering on the toilet.

"D-d-done" he spat out in obvious anger. Alfred turned around to inspect him from head to toe to make sure he was actually wet this time, and walked right next to him. Matthew gasped as he suddenly felt Alfred's hand behind his head bringing him forward as he buried his nose in his hair and sniffed.

"W-what the hell is wrong with you!?" Matthew gasped as he quickly pushed him away.

"I wanted to make sure you're actually clean, and congrats, you are!" he smiled before ruffling Matt's hair. "Hurry up and dry yourself, I'll be waiting in the room with your prize." And Alfred left Matthew alone and shivering.

"Damn him and his stupid baths and his stupid- wait where are my clothes?" Matthew wondered out loud as he tried to wrap the towel around himself tighter. "That dolt forgot my clothes!" he huffed in annoyance.

He dried himself to the best of his ability before wrapping himself in the towel and stomping out straight to the room, shivering the whole way. The door was already opened so he walked in without a second thought and straight to the closet.

"Hey! Slow down dude, aren't you going to ask for your prize?" he heard Alfred from somewhere behind him. "Let me get dressed first at least! Someone forgot to-" he was suddenly grabbed by the arm and forced to turn around and face Alfred.

"I know, that's part of the prize!" Alfred grinned before leading him away from the closet and to the bed. "Look!" he pointed towards the bed.

Matthew turned to see what he was pointing at and was greeted by… "What the hell is that!? Why in the world would I wear a frog costume!" a bright neon green footsie costume along with a green hat designed to look like the face of a frog was neatly displayed on the bed.

"What? You don't like it? But I've seen loads of pictures of cats in costumes!"

"Do you forget I at least have some dignity? No way am I going to be your dress up doll, I wasn't made for that!" Matthews face was now flushed red in embarrassment.

Alfred looked a bit shocked by his reaction before hanging his head dejectedly "oh…"

Matthew was relieved he wasn't going to be forced to wear such an embarrassing costume until he had seen the look of absolute depression on Alfred's face which caused his chest to ache in guilt. Damn it….

"Fine. Turn around and don't you dare look back until I say so."

Alfred's face instantly brightened and spun on his heel to face away, "Alright!"

Well he recovered much quickly than Matthew imagined… wait… was he faking? That damn- but fine. Fine. It'll only be for 20 minutes tops and then I'll sneak away and get some normal clothes. Honestly, I'm way too nice to him he thought bitterly before picking up the costume hesitantly.

"You can turn around now" Matthew grumbled, facing the floor and refusing to look up at Alfred.

When Alfred turned around he was met with what was arguably the cutest sight he had ever witnessed. Matthew's face was absolutely flushed bright red which was a stark contrast to the bright green plush hat that adorned his head and the fuzzy one piece that clung to him snugly.

"Ooooh, what a cute froggy!"

"Watch it, dog" Matthew warned as he noticed Alfred's hand reaching towards him.

"Aww come on, frogs aren't supposed to be grumpy! Come on, give me a little ribbit" Alfred continued to tease.

"I REFUSE"

It was going to be a long 20 minutes.

And there it is! I hope you enjoyed this first chapter, and there are many more to come. So far I have 15 planned chapters, but there will probably be more as I come up with more ideas. Constructive criticism is always welcomed, as well as suggestions for what possible shenanigans they do in the future. Thank you!