1001 lovers (Hetalia x reader)

Cats can be Yanderes, too.

The sun has vanished. It has been replaced by gloomy clouds, accompanied by rain and wild wind.

Romania's boat is resting right beside the one you are currently on. In fact, it is so close that if it moved only a couple of inches, it would collide with the neighboring ship.

One by one, everyone jumps onto the Romanians' boat. It is quite a bit smaller than the other two you have been on today, but there is a lot more room on the inside. Romania enters in a six-digit passcode on a device by the door. It clicks, and the door slides to the right, granting entrance. The strange person whom the boat belongs to lets everyone go inside before him. When no one is left outside, he takes a step inside, and closes the sliding door.

The interior design is...well...interesting. It's really cozy, you can't deny that, but all the furniture is either black or very, very dark grey.  The  walls are purple with darker purple stripes. Their really soft, too, unlike most walls.  The material might even be velvet.

You feel something soft brush up against your leg.  Looking down, you see that it is a black cat.  The feline has emerald green eyes and a slender body.  It is very cute.  You kneel down to stroke the cats' fur and it  leans into your hand sweetly. 

You wonder if Greece has seen this cat yet.  So, you pick it up (the cat surprisingly doesn't scratch or claw at you) and try to find Greece.

By the time you find him he is already sitting on a sofa surrounded by at least five other cats. One of them is on his head, two of them are perched on his shoulders, and another couple of them are curled up on his lap. All of the cats are almost identical to the one you are holding in your arms.

Greece sees you and he pats the space next to him on the sofa.  You sit down on the couch with him, and the cat you were holding immediately  leaps out of your arms and onto Greece.

"Thanks for making me feel appreciated, cat," you mumble, although you tried to make it sound like you weren't really upset.

"You're appreciated," Greece says.  "And the cat likes you."

He tries to pick up the cat, but it's claws are sunk into his his shirt.  The cat refuses to be pried off of him.

You laugh a little. "I think the cat likes you better."

"No."

The cat, at last, retracts it's claws and let's go.  Greece hands the cat to you, and it doesn't jump away this time.  You pet it a little and it purrs.

"See, I told you," says Greece.

On the gothic rug in front of you, you notice Snowflake, the pale cat that is ALWAYS around Greece.  She is hissing at the other cats that are trying to jump up on the couch with HER guy.  Normally, she is a quiet little thing and looks like the happiest cat in the world.  But that was when there were no other felines around.  Now, she looks like a rabid animal that has been on every drug in the world.

Romania is walking around, chatting with Britain and Norway (Magic Trio for life). 

"You'll have to excuse me for a minute," Norway says.  "A troll  is calling me."

The blonde closes his eyes and begins to murmur quiet words.

"Norway, your embarrassing me," Iceland mutters.

"Call me big brother, not Norway."

"I won't."

"Are you sure? What if I give you your puffin back?"

Iceland's eyes widen. "But I though Russia killed him..."

"He's not dead, I could get him back for you. If you call me big brother."

"I hate you."

"I'm waiting."

"Fine! Okay!"  The younger brother looks down. "...big brother...See! I did it! Now show me where Mr. Puffin is!"

"I didn't say I knew exactly where he was, but I could help you look."

"YOU ARE NOT MY BROTHER."

Romania slowly steps away from the family feud. He spots Greece with all of his cats, and walks over to him with long, confident strides.

"Hey, could you stop hogging all of my cats,?" Romania asks sassily.

Greece looks at him with an expression that's hard to read. "No."

"Well, I think you should. Your cat there is getting a little jealous."

Snowball is still hissing and trying to claw the other cats eyes out.

"I think your the one who's jealous," Greece says.

Romania is about to start yelling, but a knock at the door stops him.