an idea I had when my friend showed me a website. Multiple characters, enjoy.
Disclaimer: PSSH, as if I could own something as fabulous as Hetalia.
"Does anyone have a story, because seriously!" The American, A.K.A Alfred F. Jones, or better known as the United States of America, whinned.
The meeting had gone absolutely nowhere and even worse was the American continuously trying to get a story told to him like some five year old. But before a certain Brit could throttle him for being childish, whinny, and everything else across the sun, a low and somewhat hollow voice broke through the room.
"Did you know that the eyes of a cat are windows to your soul?"
All eyes turned to the Grecian who had spoken. His eye's were half lidded and his head still on the table only turned to the left so everyone could hear him better. He looked as if he had just woken up, and given how he nearly always sleeps during meetings, he probably had.
"They can see other dimensions, they can see your aura, and what's wrong with you." he continued, not focusing on anything, while all attention was focused on him. "A cat knows when you are happy, when you are in bad health, when you are troubled, or when you are hungry. He knows when you are feeling magnanimous, and he knows when you are about to die."
His eyes swept across the room and he sat up, revealing the cats that lay on his lap underneath the table.
"It's fortunate that cats can't talk, because you have a lot of secrets." He took another pause, "The cat knows."
WOO for Greece being creepy.
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-Nick