Feline Feelings {Rusame}

What happened?

Canada's POV

I drove America and his cat home, I was think of a bunch of names for the cat and told him some. Swiper, Achilles, Blue, he does have blueish fur after all, and a few others but all he did was nod. He would always talk with me, always tell me what's what but he's just staring out the window, thinking. "Bro, you doing alright?" "Mhm." I sighed and hit his shoulder. He looked up at me, the cat seemingly indifferent, "Dude, seriously. You need to pay attention more. What were you thinking about anyway?" He sighed. "Russia, atleast about what happened to him." That was when the cat perked up a bit. "You know Russia, kitty?" I asked the cat relaxing, maybe I jumped the gun but I still feel like the cat knows more than he's letting on. I brush it off, "Well, what are you gonna do about it?" I questioned. He thought then said, "I'm going to his house." I was a bit shocked, he never would have worried about Russia to this extent, going to his house. "We have to get home, you might want to tell dad." I said, "He might not be okay with it." He sighed. "I'm going without telling, I don't care what happens, I'm just worried." He said, I sighed. "Fine, I'll drive you there." I hadn't noticed before but the cat had been listening and staring at America the whole time. "You think that cat can understand you?" The cat looks at me, then America. "Yeah, it's kinda cool though." He chuckled, I guess he's right. "We should teach him to write." I joked. He nodded, and we talked the rest of the way as I turned to head to Russia's house.

America's POV

I can't believe Canada noticed the cats apparent understanding, although, he ain't to sneaky about it. We eventually arrived to Russia's house and we both went to the door. I knocked, and Belarus answered. "Hey America! What are you doing here, and with Canada?" "We came here to see Russia" Canada answered. Belarus's face went from a bright smile to a distraught look. "W-We can't let anyone see him r-right now. H-He is quite sick." "Bel, we're worried for him, I don't care if he's sick, I want to see him." I said, Canada placing his hand on my shoulder, the cat jumping on my head, making Bel laugh. I push right past Belarus a see Ukraine. "I need you to leave, NOW!" Ukraine practically yelled, making me jump back. "Ukraine, I need to get past you, I have no idea what happened to Russia and I'm starting to worry." I stood up for myself. Ukraine seemed to be taken aback and look towards Belarus and back to me. He sighed, "Alright, I'll show you to Russia's room" I thanked him, the cat sat back down on my shoulder.

No ones POV

Belarus started to shake from fear, Canada noticed this and put his hand on her shoulder, Belarus looked back at him and looked down. "What happened Bel?" Canada asked. Belarus hesitated and then spoke. "Just go with America." Belarus stated, still looking down. Canada followed America and he stood there, they saw a empty room that the cat was walking around in, empty bottles of vodka littered the floor. America spoke up, "What happened?"