Summary: A collection of oneshots surrounding the cats of Hetalia. May contain slight pairings. Cat wise and human wise.
A/N: This one mostly centers around Crumpet (Englandcat). By the way, Alfred owns Crumpet, and Arthur owns Hero. I tend to like stories and pictures that have the cats owned by the opposite person. .u.
Crumpet mewed in annoyance. His tail swished angrily as he stared at the empty dish on the floor. He was out of food. There was no food in his bowl. His slave forgot to feed him again. This was just unacceptable. Something had to be done about this. How could his owner forget to feed him. He actually sat there and meowed loudly for food and what did his slave say?
"Sorry, Crumpet. I'll be back as soon as I pick up Iggy from the airport!"
And he left.
The nerve. Crumpet didn't even know what an "Iggy" was. All he knew was that he was hungry and he wanted food. Now. He walked around the house, deciding what would be a suitable punishment. Perhaps he should sharpen his claws on the couch again. Or maybe take a little climb on those pretty little curtains that covered the window.
Maybe he should go use his slave's bed as his personal litter box! Go piss on everything he loved. But before he made his desicion, he stopped. What was an Iggy anyway? He thought for a minute, trying to remember where he had heard such an odd word. Was it food?
...Maybe? He was really hungry...He meowed loudly, wanting food. But of course, his slave was gone to get this thing called "Iggy". He tail swished more and more before he sat down at the front door and waited.
Before long, he heard the sound of that metal death trap his slave rides in. Then the slam of a door. The foot steps approaching the front foor. Crumpet crouched down and got ready to pounce.
The door opened and he jumped. But at the same time, something else jumped too. Crumpet was pushed down and pinned by a much larger and furrier cat. He recongnized the annoying scent anywhere.
"HERO!"
Hero meowed happily and climbed off of Crumpet and looked up at the two humans who entered the house. Crumpet was disappointed and even more irritated when he remembered that "Iggy" was the nickname of his slave's special eyebrowed friend. He let out a low growl as he watched "Iggy" scold his cat for jumping on Crumpet.
...Maybe pissing on everything didn't seem like such a bad idea.
A/N: My cat always treats me like I'm his servant. I truly believe cats think they are the ones in charge. So that explains Crumpet's attitude towards Alfred.