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"Hey, all!" The front door slammed open loudly, giving way to a confident looking albino man in a pink tee-shirt and basketball shorts.
Big Sis jumped up from the table- rather, she jumped over it, frying pan in hand- and charged at the albino (while doing some weird battle-shout), who quickly ducked out of the way, the smug expression still firmly planted on his face.
"Stop it, you two!" Roderich rose from the table and walked in a surprisingly slow manner over to the conflict. He grabbed Hungary's arm just as she was about to hit the albino over the head with her frying pan for the fifth time. "Gilbert, what are you doing here? And Hungary… why must you do that every time you see him?"
"Ah, right, ouch…" The white-haired man rubbed the bump on his head, beginning to explain why he suddenly burst into the house. "I just came over for breakfast is all. And refer to me as Lord Gilbert, darnit."
"We already ate," Roderich informed him.
Gilbert looked over Roderich's shoulder at the kitchen table, a curious expression washing over his face at the sight of the cat-boy.
"You… why is Switzerland here?" he looked back at Austria. "Back like old times again?" He grinned, looking a Hungary, who was readying her frying pan again even though Austria hadn't let go of her arm. "So can I grope you again? For old time's sake?"
They all ignored that last part.
"Vash… has lost his memories, Gilbert," Austria explained to the albino.
"Ah… Then why does he have cat ears? Is it time for the Cats' Festival already?" The albino man hustled over to the little blond boy and proceeded to tug on his cat ears.
Vash gave him a confused and mildly annoyed expression as Gilbert continued tugging on the sandy-yellow cat ears.
"Cut that out," Vash commanded him simply.
"They real?" Prussia inquired, still tugging at the ears. "Daaaaay-um. You got a tail, too?" He started pulling the boy's tail, which was the same sandy-blond color as the ears- the color was only slightly lighter than the boy's messy blond hair.
"Yes, they're real," Switzerland pulled his tail away from the albino man, who gave him a deviously curious grin.
"That's so weird? Switzerland's a little kitty!" He laughed loudly and turned away from the table, snatching up the glass of orange-gunk that Roderich was previously drinking.
The albino man walked towards the door, taking a large swig of the orange juice. His pale face was washed over with a disgusted look, and he spit out the orange-gunk in Austria's face.
The brown-haired Austrian gave him a disgruntled look ad the Prussian walked out the door, a confident grin on his face.
"Have a nice day, Roddy," He half waved, tossing the glass, which still had orange-gunk in it, into the grass.
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It was late night already, Vash snuggled up on the couch, with Roderich and Big Sis already upstairs.
"Vashy-kun! It's time for you bath!" Hungary skipped into the room and tightly hugged the cat-boy.
"I-I don't wanna get a bath!" The blond boy had practically shrieked and hid himself under the couch- of course, that didn't help much, because all that fit under the couch was his blond little head, his tail still waving about in the air. A normal cat would have fit under that couch- an 18-year old boy with cat ears would not fit under that couch.
"You don't want a bath? But you're all dirty!" Hungary pouted, crossing her arms.
Vash tried to squirm under the couch some more, not saying a word other than a few whimpering noises.
"Cats hate water," Roderich called from the kitchen. "I thought you knew that, Eliza."
"He's not a cat. He's a boy who looks like a cat," She argued back.
Eventually, they had to force the boy to get in the bath, and soon after, he gave up.
He already asleep, curled up on the couch with the soft blanket covering him, and water still dripping from his sandy-blond hair.
A low creak emerged from the front hallway, and Vash was startled awake, his cat ears perking up. He looked around, but couldn't see anything- it was almost pitch dark, and everything was a shade of indiscernible dark-grey.
He unconsciously wondered why he couldn't see in the dark- cats could see in the dark, but then again, their eyes were different. Their eyes were yellow spheres with a black slit, and not bright teal.
He heard a shuffling noise from behind the couch, but by the time he turned to attempt to spot the source of the noise, a hand covered his mouth.
"Here, kitty, kitty, kitty…," The voice that belonged to the hands chuckled.
Author's Notes! Yay!
Here comes a Prussia, and...
Here comes a CLIFFHANGER! *evil laugh*
Lol at Gilbert tugging on Vash's kitty ears, don't you agree? XDD
Oh, and... yes, I did write that Prussia was wearing a pink shirt. Pink is, like, the most manly color evar! Lol!
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(Lol, can you read it?)
Reviews aren't necessary, but they do feed my ego.