Disclaimer: Spain, Greece, Prussia, and Canada don't belong to me, they belong to Himaruya Hidekaz. :D

"Spain?"

"What?" Spain replied, yawning.

"My cats are hungry."

"... Feed them?" Antonio was clearly annoyed. Turkey had told Greece to go hang out with someone else. Greece, taking his advice, went with Spain.

"I can't. I left their food at Turkey's." He knew this was a careless mistake, he'd never forget about his cats, but Turkey meant immediately. Why didn't he remind him? He obviously didn't mean to forget their food, but he was being rushed.

"Can they wait until later?" Spain had been woken up and he wasn't happy. He didn't have a problem with Greece, though.

"No, they're hungry. They need their food now."

"What time is it?"

"Um," Heracles said, looking for a clock. "Where's the clock?"

"Over th-," he pointed, but mid sentence, someone interrupted him. The door slammed. A kitten meowed.

"It's okay, kitty," Greece whispered, as he comforted the cat, petting it.

"Who's that?" Spain asked, getting out of bed.

"I d-," Greece began.

"AWESOME IS HERE!" a voice yelled from the darkness.

"Prussia," Spain mumbled, annoyed still. He began to walk out of his room, "I forgot my tomato." He quickly walked back to grab it. Greece stared. He brought a tomato with him while walking around? In his own house? He followed Antonio, carrying one cat, and the rest following him.

"Oh, hey, Spain. Whatcha doin'?" Prussia gleamed. He acted as if he didn't know he was here.

"I was sleeping." He answered.

"Oh, I woke you up?"

"No."

"Then if I didn't who did? You said were sleeping?"

"Greece did. How did you miss the batallón of cats?" he replied, adding a Spanish touch to the sentence.

"I didn't see him. And it's dark. So you didn't answer my question. You answered with what you were doing." He replied, being a smart alec. "Well anyway, I hope you don't mind, I brought a friend over," he said, stepping to his left.

"N-no, cat, stop," Greece reached for one of his cats, which was steadily walking towards Prussia, who had Gilbird sitting on his head.

"Hey watch your cat; I don't want him near Gilbird." Prussia sneered.

"Sorry," Greece sighed, gently grabbing his cat.

"Well anyway, Spain, can we stay? Of course we can. We're making breakfast!" Gilbert grinned.

"Canada?" Spain finally responded to Prussia's friend.

"Y-yes." Canada quietly stated.

"Yeah, and we wanna make breakfast."

"Prussia, what time is it?"

"Um five thirty?"

"It is? Really?"

"Yeah. So can we? We can right? Because we're gonna anyway." Prussia stuck his tongue out, taunting him.

"¡Dios mío! I have to get ready for work!" he exclaimed running off to his room.

"Would you happen to have cat food with you, Canada?" Greece asked.

"No, sorry," he apologized.

"So, Greece, if you keep your cat... s away from Gilbird, you wanna make pancakes with us?" Prussia invited Greece.

"Can cats eat pancakes?" Curiously Greece asked.

"I don't know?" he responded. "Don't you have any food?"

Antonio rushed through the room, "Greece, I'll bring you back some food later, okay?" Spain said, opening the door.

"Okay, thanks, Spain." Antonio closed the door. "What is that bear doing, Canada?"

"Oh that's -," he looked down, "what's your name?"

"Kumajiro. Who are you?" he responded.

"I'm Canada."

Greece stared in disbelief, "He can talk?"

"Of course." Canada answered.

"So are you making pancakes with us or not?" Prussia asked.

"Sure."