It was Monday morning. America was about to be late for the world meeting, which was held in HIS country this month. The alarm rang on and off for minutes. America was face down, drooling onto his pillow. Just a few hours before, he had been on top of a table, singing "Firework" by Katy Perry, completely drunk. His friends made America walk home, and let's just say it took him a while.
Americat woke up. Annoyed. His master hasn't stopped the annoying machine from disrupting his cat nap.
Americat stretched and meowed. Looking up at his owner, he shakes his head and jumps onto the bed. His face explodes in to horror, of seeing the wet mess of saliva everywhere. He glanced over at the alarm clock and growled. He walked slowly, creeping over his master, and pounced on the clock.
The meowing and hissing woke America up. "Will you just- oh. Dammit! I'm gonna be late!"
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Hetalia: Nekotalia
FanfictionWhatever country you name, they are here! Join the countries of the anime Hetalia and their totally awesome fluffy cats on an awesome episode! Ve meow~!
