Boyfriend Scenarios: Hetalia

You Turn Into A Cat

A/N:  Hey everyone, it's nice to be back!  Exams were stressful, and then there were some hitches these past couple of weeks, like a tragic incident in the family, that forced me to take off some time off and then had to play catch-up while studying for exams.  I wanted to post this chapter sooner but there was a person stealing my work on Wattpad (taken care of) and I was just too mad to publish.

Anyways, enjoy this awesome chapter!

Also, when things are like "this" it is you talking as a cat that can only be understood by other cats, and not by humans.

Requested by ANIME

Prologue

Morning, the time of day when you wake up, stretch a bit, and then get out of the bed on all fours-

'Wait a minute... When did I start walking on four legs?'  You thought, looking down before letting out a long screech (technically now a yowl).

You had turned into a cat!

It turns out the spell on the guys didn't wear off, but rubbed off on you, turning you into a cat while he is now a human again.

Let's see how this goes!

America

"Mmm!  There's nothing like a barbecue to help cheer you up!"  Alfred said, flipping the patty on the grill.

You huffed and looked away from your spot on the chair.

"Aww, come one dudette, I said I'm sorry,"  Alfred said with a pout.

"I'm still mad.  If you hadn't broken that bottle I wouldn't be in this situation,"  You hissed.

"Don't worry dudette, I'm going to have extra bacon on yours,"  Alfred said, completely not reading the mood.  "This hamburger will cure you, just like it did with Iggy's cold!"

"It didn't cure his cold!"  You meowed loudly.

"Hey gorgeous,"  Someone said.  You looked around and noticed a male cat you recognized as a neighborhood cat.

"Care for something better than shitty human food?"  He asked.  You tilted your head in his direction.  He pulled out a dead bird from a bush, making you turn your nose away.

"Yuck, no thank you,"  You meowed back.

"Come on ba-"  He was cut off by Alfred pick the male cat up by the scruff of his neck.

"Jeez dude, stay away from my dudette, and take your dead bird with you,"  Alfred said, tossing the cat far, far away, just like he did the bear [See "You Guys Go Camping"].  Alfred then proceeded to kick the dead bird out of sight too.

"Thanks Alfred,"  You purred, rubbing up against Alfred's leg.

"No problem dudette, now let's go cure you with the hamburgers."  Alfred said.  You sighed a bit.