A/N: i would just like to say that this was a surprisingly quick update and not to expect anymore this quick oh and if you see a mistake please message or put it in a review for me thank you! (oh and sorry it's so short i have a habit of making them really short my bad!) i also would like to hope that you review it really makes my day! though flames won't be listened to!

(by the way if your wondering the oc's name is grace william since i haven't used her name yet)

disclaimer: i do not own hetalia or the idea of cats though i do have one at home! i own my own character

and there will be a poll on my profile for what you think they will name her but if it's not up when you check either i'm being lazy or you are reading this years after it was made ^_^

~Iris-chan

Oof! I had landed face first on the ground again. I had been trying with minimal success to walk. I wasn't used to being in a cats body. So far I was only able to walk a few steps without falling flat on my face but I guess it was better than before when I couldn't even stand up. I surveyed my surroundings I was under what looked like a wooden stand all I could see were lots of feet moving back and forth on the street. Then something else caught my eye the styles of clothing of the people were outdated and didn't look right. Just then two feet came up to the front of the stand right in front of my frustrated form then the owner kneeled down and his eyes came face to face with mine.

I would just like to say that wooden stall owners are not cat lovers for the man chased me with a spoon out of his stall and to my surprise I actually found I could walk. As I darted in and out of peoples legs I tried to spot a good hiding spot but stopped when I felt a tug on what I guessed was my tail I yowled hissing at the foot that stepped on my tail. That fuckin hurt. When the foot finally moved I had decided that I should try to find a less crowded place so I darted off to the tree line I saw in the distance and sighed in relief as the crowds dwindled in size and completely disappeared when I reached the tall thick trees of the forest I quickly darted in them giving one last glance over my back.

Now the forest is a creepy place when it gets dark young ones just for future refrence. It was shadowy and even with my night vision I was on edge when I saw a light in the distance.

I crawled over dead trees and branches to reach the light. When I finally got to the light I found it was a campfire and there was about five men around it two had brown hair and brown eyes. They seemed to be brothers and a curl each stuck out of their heads. The brother with the darker brown hair was scowling and cussing at the lighter brown haired boy and the man with the blonde hair and blue eyes. the blonde haired one was staring at him while the lighter brown haired boy was waving around a white flag. On the other side of the campfire a red eyed silvered haired man laughed at them his strange laugh carrying across the clearing while a black haired Asian man sat the farthest away from her he seemed to be nervous or uncomfortable or both I suppose. As I watched them I became tired so I curled up in a ball under a dead tree branch and slept.

When I awoke again the sun was high in the sky and birds darted through the clouds. I scrambled up only to find that where the men had been yesterday was no longer inhabited by them. All there were was some charred remains of a camp fire that were already cold and barren meaning they were long gone. My cat shoulders slumped and I randomly chose I way to start walking in hoping I would find shelter soon and maybe some anime mmhm yea…that would be nice.

I felt like collapsing it had been three days since I had saw those men and I was still wandering the forest. Around day two I had finally started to panic of why I was here and why was I a cat. I'm a bit slow on the panicking part if you couldn't tell. My fur was matted with snarls and leaves and mud and I felt all the invisible bruises that were not visible to the naked eye proof I couldn't control my cat body as well as I hoped I could. I was just about to give up when I saw a light in the distance. Some part of me told me not to go to the light but I couldn't stop my feet when they started to walk towards it of course getting about a hundred bruises on the way. When I arrived at the source of the light I noticed a house with candles in the windows. I saw a shadow get up from there spot and start to walk to the door with a last burst of energy I bolted for the door to skirting in and hiding underneath a couch my exhausted body basically collapsing underneath me.

I probably would have slept longer if not being woken up by a voice with an Italian accent.

"What the hell-Why is there a damn cat under the coach!" the voice said startling me out of my half asleep phase and into full awake mode I tried to dash away then proceeded to be picked up by two hands. As I was in the air I got a look at the three faces looking at me. Two with brown eyes one with blue I recognized them as the men from the campfire but somehow I knew that I knew them from somewhere else.

Where? I had no clue.

But then I was turned to face my captor and bright red eyes started back was when I realized where I was making me give out one small 'meep'.

Pitiful, really.

"Kesesesesesesesesesese" Prussia laughed.

Yup, I was freaking sure I was in the Hetalia world.