It was a calm and sunny day, quite tranquil, as the happy-go-lucky Feliciano was skipping along. The sun was up in the middle of the sky; high noon. There were hardly any clouds, and the sound of nature filled the atmosphere. Feliciano seemed so eager to go to a world meeting for once in his life, this time being held at Alfred's place. The world was a calm place at the moment. No major wars, no major mishaps, no major conflicts, nothing overly bad was happening. He hated coming to a conference and seeing only negative things being talked about (even though that's what they're mostly to discuss about). Even at that, most of the things were boring things, like economics, or socio-political talks, and who'd want to chat about that all the time? Feliciano kept thinking pleasant memories to himself, that he would get to reconcile with everyone, since this was the first major meet of most of the world's nations in a long time. He was kind of in a quick hurry to get there however, since the last time a major world meeting happened, Feliciano was very late for it, and got scolded for it by Ludwig.
As he skipped along, he noticed four kids playing in the park that was adjacent to the sidewalk he was hopping on. Being the curious (and easily distracted) person that Feliciano was, he walked over to see what the kids were playing. He walked now, slowing down his skipping, and the grass underneath his feet made noise as he suddenly went from cement to grassland. As he was making his way over, Feliciano noticed that the kids were making quite an uproar over something.
"I wonder if poking it might make it move?"
"What is the deal with it anyways?
"Hehe, try throwing rocks maybe!"
The kids then leaned forward and bent over themselves to pick up rocks from the sand-based part of the park they were in, when Feliciano gasped as he saw what they were trying to play with: an innocent, sleek black cat, who looked quite frightened and hurt from the situation. He blinked from the shock that children would hurt an animal this way. Feliciano slightly jogged over with a face of determination. "Hey, what do you think you're doing to that kitty, huh!?" he said sternly, in a loud enough voice that got the kids' attention, their heads and ears perking up.
"Um... I..." one kid tried to explain, slowly dropping the rocks. Before he could continue, one of the other kids ran away, with the three others sprinting away as well, running in the other direction of the park. Once they were out of sight, Feliciano cheered himself on and having a mini-celebration, since he really never made anyone run away before, even if right now it was just little children. Suddenly, he stopped, remembering that there was an injured cat on the scene. He bent down to pick the cat up and cuddled it in his arms, rocking the noir cat back and forth, gently petting the areas where it wasn't bruised up or painful for the feline. He looked up at the sky, and smiled. "I'm surprised that actually worked, eh Kitty? I can't believe I made them stop and go away!" he announced, now looking at the kitten, who looked back at him with a confused, even inquisitive nature, and the cat tilted it's head as Feliciano said that. After a brief sigh, he looked back from the cat back to the clear sky of the bright blue skyline.
"Are you meaning to tell me that you thought that might not have worked?"
Screeching, Feliciano threw the cat directly straight up in the air as he started to freak out, wondering where the voice came from. "W-What? Where did that voice come from? Am I-I hearing things again!?" he screamed, almost in tears it seemed. After meowing and howling for its life, the cat finally landed right on Feliciano's head, plummeting both of them to the ground.
He looked up at the cat who was staring at him once the cat managed to sit down, with Feliciano lying on the sandy floor of the park. "Oh... I'm sorry kitty... I thought I heard a voice." He said, petting the feline's head gently which was very close to his own head. "I promise not to freak out and throw you in the air like a freshly-made pizza ever again, okay?"
The cat blinked, and rolled it's eyes. "Well good, you gave me quite the scare there."
"Ahh!-" Feliciano screeched once more, immediately sitting up straight and scooting back a few metres away from the feline rapidly. He stopped screeching as he suddenly gasped for air.
"Calm down you silly person..." the cat groaned. "I mean you no harm. Why is it that people seem to freak about about animals with speech anyways?"
Feliciano couldn't keep his mouth closed, as he was still in shock from the events that just took place. "N-N-N-No! Animals don't talk! Animals graze in the wild, away from humans, not have a conversation with them, or God forbid, eat their pasta with them!" he cried out, making the sentient kitten roll her eyes once more. At that particular moment, her forehead began glowing a little yellow crescent moon on it, sparkling in the reflection of Feliciano's eyes, which were fixated on it. The cat spoke again. "Listen, I hardly have time to explain, and it'll probably sound like mumbo-jumbo at first, but hear me out. Ahem. My name is Luna, and I come with a mission. Right now, it's to find Sailor Moon, and... goodness me, I think I finally found Sailor Moon! You!" she exclaimed with a bit of hope.
He looked at her with an eyebrow raised. "Umm, Sailor Moon? I'm sorry, that's not my name! My name is Feliciano Vargas. Vee!~" he triumphantly said, talking to a little pet. Luna walked up closer to him. "Is there somewhere we can speak in private? I think I know how to convince you that you're Sailor Moon. It just has to be..." she said, thinking to herself at the same time afterwards, this has got to be Sailor Moon... he even has the same curl as he once did! I'm positive I have the right person. Feliciano gasped all of a sudden, interrupting her thoughts, as he started remembering the world meeting was starting shortly. "Oh, um... actually, I have a meeting to attend to! A very important meeting! O-Oh no, I can't be late again!... I'm sorry little Luna, but I really do have to go!" he got up with much haste, and after he dusted his blue jacket off and neatly ran his fingers through his hair, he began to run in a direction, back to the sidewalk and continue in his run now, to not be late. Before she even had a chance to talk and reason with him, Feliciano ran off with God's speed, apparently determined to not be late. Luna could only stand there as she saw the man run off.
"Hmm... maybe he isn't the chosen one. But, I've been searching too long for Sailor Moon, I have to take chances." She murmured to herself in her thoughts, standing up and lightly jogging in Feliciano's direction. "I'll have to follow him where he goes and observe his behaviour. I'm sure I'll get a private chat with him sooner than later."
Feliciano, after several blocks of blood, sweat, and tears trying to run to Alfred's place, he panted to the doorstep. "Okay... I'm only-" he looked at his watch, and he opened his mouth with an alarming voice "- fourty minutes late!? O-Oh no, I better get in, fast!" he panicked, as he opened the door to the house, apparently unlocked.