December 2, 2010
Title: Stocking
Characters/Pairings: America + Americat


Alfred whistled a Christmas carol under his breath, decorations and garlands draped over his arms and shoulders. His cat trailed behind him, trying to swat at the stuff trailed on the floor behind him. Dumping all the decorations onto the couch, Alfred looked down at his cat and rolled his eyes.

"No. You can't play with the decorations!"

He picked up the cat and smiled at him, setting him down away from the decorations. He really needed something to distract the cat… Going to the kitchen, he got some canned tuna and put a little bit of it in a bowl. His cat was immediately at his side, purring and rubbing against his leg.

"Yeah, yeah, I know you want this." He set down the bowl and then went back to decorating. It was only until almost fifteen minutes had passed by that he realized he hadn't heard anything from his cat in a long while. Alfred looked around and didn't see the cat anywhere. Maybe he had gone to sleep somewhere?

Alfred shrugged and grabbed his stocking, surprised by how heavy it was. Peeking inside, he saw his cat had crawled inside and fell asleep. He laughed and gently pulled the cat out of the stocking, scratching it behind the ears.

The cat purred and nuzzled him, making Alfred smile. "I'll get you something for Christmas. Now let me decorate!"