I sat in the corner, with my cat Mittens on my head. I had found a pen on the floor and was now doodling on my arm. Mittens meowed at me and I got a treat from my pocket and gave it to him. He ate it and fell asleep on my head. I was really bored. I was at a meeting type thing for what country I would be. I heard Mittens purring on my head. I realized nobody else had a cat, which I though was extremely weird. I took Mittens everywhere. I looked down at the ground and my mostly red, blue, and black hair fell into my eyes. I was debating writing on the floor. I probably would. Mittens woke up and jumped down from my head and into my lap. He rested his head on my knee and fell asleep again. I might fall asleep myself if they didn't start soon. After a while I picked up Mittens and put him back on my head. I hugged my knees to my chest and rested my chin on them and dozed off. I woke up to Mittens meowing at me. I handed him another treat and he sat in my lap again. I was being quiet which was a little out of the ordinary for me. Normally I would have been standing up and trying to talk to people. But I didn't know anyone here, so I would stay in my corner petting my Mittens who now rested back up on my head. A few people looked at me but then quickly looked away. I pushed my hair out of my face so I could see better. There was a lot of people here and I was getting tired of waiting. There was way too many people in this room. And I swear if anybody trys to pet Mittens I will rip their hand off. I little boy who looked about 12 came over and looked at Mittens.

"You have a cute kitty!" He said.

"Yep." I replied, hoping he would just go away. He walked away probably noticing that I didn't want to talk to him. I looked down at the ground now drawing a swirl on the ground. The floor was cement and was not very comfortable to sit on. I was drawing the swirls bigger and bigger when a guy came in and said we had to talk with the countries. He also advised us to talk to everyone. "To hell with that. I am not talking to everybody." I thought as the countries came into the room. There was a lot of people in the room now, and I was starting to feel my claustrophobia kick in. My breathing became deeper and I tried to calm down. Mittens climbed out of my lap and back onto my head. I pulled down my beanie hat which had cat ears down so it almost covered my weird blueish purple eyes. I had always hated my eye color ever since I was a kid. Mittens climbed up onto my head, sensing that I was getting nervous. I reached up to pet his black fur and he started purring. I had just become more relaxed when a brown haired guy came up to me.

"What is your cat's name?" I heard him ask very quietly. I looked up and noticed he was covered in cats. None of them looked like Mittens.

"uh... Mittens." I replied. He sat down and scooted closer to me.

"What are some of your cats' names?" I asked. He easily had about 20 cats just on his torso. I also noticed he had one on his head. He took it off his head and stared at it for a while. I was starting to wonder if he was going to answer me.

"His name, it is George." He replied, looking at it. It had a half white half gray tail and looked like a Siamese cat. The cat meowed and he placed it back on his head. He sat beside me now and looked at my hat which was buried under Mittens.

"Your hat, it also looks like a cat." He said poking my head.

"Yes, yes it does." I said looking at another one of his cats. This one was orange with a white stomach. Mittens woke up and crawled into my lap. He looked at the other cats and meowed, looking up at me.

"You be nice now." I warned him, poking his stomach. He meowed and I gave him a treat. I handed the brown haired guy a few cat treats.

"Here. I guarantee your cats will like them. Mittens can't get enough of them."

"Thank you." He handed one to the cat on his head and the cat named George ate it immediately. I could hear the cat purring from his head. I pulled up the red ears on my black hat and the browned haired guy watched me.

"What is your name?" He asked.

"Onyx." I replied. "What is yours?"

"My name is Greece. But you can call me Heracles."

"Ok." We chatted more about out favorite types of cats and other things. When he poked my head again.

"Your hat has kitty ears." He said smiling.

"Yep." I replied. Then they all made us into a line and we had to say which country we wanted. I decided I might as well go first since no one else wanted to.

"Greece." I said. I didn't pat attention to the other ones. Then after everyone had said who they wanted we had to get to know our country.