BTTXNeko!Reader Part 2

"Kitty, kitty, kitty! Aqui, gatita!"

You hid in a patch of sunlight under a tomato plant. You were angry at Antonio for ignoring you earlier in favor of some dumb blonds that Francis had brought back with him. He had then forgotten to feed you due to the intoxicating effects of alcohol consumption. In another words: he was drunk. Every Friday and Saturday.

And if there was one thing that you did not stand for, it was being ignored.

"Gatita, lo siento! I have tuna!"

Tempting, but no. Try again, Toni.

Just then, Toni found you in the bushes, much to your displeasure. He held the can out to you, and you turned your head up and away in a snubbing gesture.

"Pero, le encanta tuna!"

Mr. 'Awesome' (NOT) came out, practically reflecting sunlight with his albino skin, making you squint.

"Toni, stop yelling at that stupid katz!"

See? Totally not awesome.

"Gil! See if you can get la gatita to eat some food!"

"I am not doing anyzing for your 'gatita'! Zat is all ve have heard you talk about for ze whole week. Get rid of it!"

You hissed and smacked at his ankle.

"Ouch! Shliebe!"

As Gilbert hopped around on one foot, something soft and fluffy tumbled off of his head. It landed right in between your front paws. It looked at you and you stared back with a predatory expression. So this was the foul fowl which helped to deny you entrance to your glorious mansion.

You noticed that everyone froze. You realized what this looked like. Gilbert's beloved bird companion had fallen into the claws of a hungry, ill tempered, quite nearly feral feline. So you did the one thing that would earn you brownie points with the hateful Prussian. You snuggled the poor thing. It was really quite adorable anyway.

"Wha-what are you doing?!" it chirped. "I am the awesome Gilbird. I do not cuddle!"

"But your so cuuute!" You purred back.

It ruffled its tiny wings and climbed on top of your furry, (h/c) head. You sprinted into the bushes and lay down in a patch of sunlight with Gilbird cozy between your front paws.
For being so against cuddling, it didn't seem to mind. You supposed hanging out with the incorrigible Prussian twenty-four/seven could be rather exhausting.

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"I svear to you, Toni! I she eats mien awesome Gilbird, I will eat her!"

"Amigo,I'm sure they are fine, just calm down."

The tomato plants parted and Toni, and Gil were greeted by an adorable and equally unlikely scene. You and Gilbird were snuggled together in a patch of sunlight, sleeping away a quiet afternoon. After that day, Gilbird was constantly out front playing with you. Antonio had also managed, with much coaxing, to get you to eat that can of tuna fish.

But what's even better: you had just earned your way onto the back porch. This included the pool (which had previously been blocked of to you by the pool cage), the ping pong table, and the outdoor mini-fridge. Life was good, and it was only going to get better.