A/N: I'm not sure what the accepted nekotalia cat's names are, so I just gave them somewhat random names.
We reached his house a little bit ago, I have to admit it's a lot neater than I thought it would be. The outside was a faded tan color, the kind that gives you the impression it used to be a bright color. I really like those people who color their houses, our castle was always too big to be anything but stone and wood. There were some small windows, lacking glass, and a door that looked older than Gilbert. The house wasn't in a clearing like most houses, but nestled into the forest like a cave.
He didn't have many pets, just a small brown kitten, a rough-looking white cat, and some chickens. When I asked him the name of the kitten he laughed at me. " Name a cat? That's ridiculous, who would name their domestic pet? Especially a cat, they're independent. It's not like it would value the name or anything.". I looked at him for a few seconds, wondering how he could be so dumb. " Naming an independent yet domesticated animal, hmm, like a chick?" I asked, staring at Gilbird.
Gilbert had a confused expression at first then scowled. " Oh shut up, you're just jealous you don't have an awesome chick like I do. You don't even have a pet, huh?". I turned away from him to pick up the kitten and pet it, a female I decided. I always wanted a furry pet, something you could snuggle with when you were cold, and cry on when you were sad. I studied the kitty. She had the usual feline features, whiskers seeming long because she's young. Her eyes, large and green, stared back into mine, as if she were studying me, too. I felt somewhat of a bond with this kitten, I guess because we're both stuck with Gilbert, although she could probably leave whenever she wanted. In fact, I wonder why she's here...
A little rumbling sound came from her, different from purring, and she mewled, still staring at me. 'Ah, she's hungry'. The thought caused mine to rumble a bit too, and I snuggled her close, laughing. Her purr was loud for her size, it made me laugh even more.
" So, have you gone crazy, or what? Did the cat tell you a joke?" He laughed obnoxiously at his own comment then sobered up. " Uh, have you ever had a pet?"
" Well, sort of. There were wilds cats that wandered around the castle's grounds and things that resembled dogs. Also, we had horses and sometimes birds would stay here. I never really had a domestic pet, though." I frowned, thinking about it. The one cat I tried to pet had run away slowly, looking back every once in a while as if trying to lead me away. Miss Charlotte never would have let me, though.
I snuggles the kitten some more, enjoying the fur and rough tongue on my cheeks. If I could name her... I wonder what I would call her. I wouldn't want it to be anything like Gilbert, and I don't want to give her one of my nicknames. I think I might call her Sepia, because of her fur shade, but there's so many colors in there I'd be able to call her rainbow, nearly.
" Do you want this one? I don't really care for cats other than Moritz here-" he scratched behind the white cat's ears-", so it's not like it'll get attention otherwise.".
" Heeey, I thought you don't name cats! What's up with Moritz?" I exclaimed, laughing at his immediate change of heart.
" Well, I figured if you plan to name every living thing, I might as well give him a manly name before you call him Monika or Fluffy or something else embarrassing.". He looked down at Moritz and wouldn't make eye contact.
" Monika's a nice name, but I don't think I want to give her a human's name. She's kind of a sepia, mahogany, brownish color, so I'm thinking Maho or something." I lifted her up to look into her eyes, a bright green shade."Hmm, Cica maybe, or even Bianca." I smiled, warmth flooding through me. "There's so many options, I can hardly decide!"
Gil just rolled his eyes and sighed. "Clearly you have never been in charge of something. Yeah, there's a bunch of potential names. Bianca's a human name, though."
" I think Bianca is the name that's staying~." I nuzzled the kitten. " Bianca Bianca Bianca. Your name is Bianca."
He laughed at me and continued inside the house. The inside had walls a similar color as the outside, and was surprisingly not messy. " I know what you're going to say, shut up, I like to be able to walk comfortably through my room." I picked up a sheet of paper and immediately put it back down. Who draws women without clothes on and keeps it around their house like a book?!
He led me to a room with a bed, candle, and a window. "You'll be sleeping in here, enjoy. Not exactly castle-quality, but it's what you get. Hope you can cook breakfast~". The look on his face was cheerful but serious, so I figured I'd be responsible for our food preparation for a while. I guess it would be easy to get used to this, at least until I'm found.
Oh gosh, life. Sorry it took so long for this update, I wasn't sleeping and there was some arguments and whatnot, pretty much a ton of stress that I'm finally starting to relieve. The next update will definitely be sooner, and hopefully less fluffy. Though *hinthint* being around someone for a long time tends to inspire you to like them more. At least, that's what I've seen. There's still a huge weird twist coming up, but that's not for at least 3 more chapters. I think this story will have a total of 16 chapters(including intro), so yeah. Anyways, enough babbling, thanks for reading, I'd be very appreciative if you would review, and have a nice day/night~!
PS: Not sure if I'm supposed to say it every chapter or what, but I don't own Hetalia, not in any way.