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BTTXNeko!Reader Part 5Francis and Antonio had gotten home, took one look at you, and started arguing. I mean really?! You were right there; they acted like you couldn't hear them.

"Hey! Zat has always been ze rule. First to see frau gets dibs!"

"Pero, that's not fair, amigo! If you hadn't come home early, I would have seen the chica first."

"ONHONHONHON, we all know zat no matter who sees her first, I will be the one to teach zis belle fluer ze art of loving."

You heard a chorus of 'yeah right' and 'go screw yourself'.

The way they were arguing really was ridiculous. And childish! You wondered how they had managed to stay friends at all.

"This doesn't even m

BTTXNeko!Reader SpainxReader EndingSpain Ending: (don't you trust me?)

"______!" Spain yelled up at you, "Chica! Don't worry, it's not as high as it looks, si?"

You were stuck high up in the big oak tree in the back yard and were currently experiencing the most terrifying moment of your life. It is well known to many, that cats are very quick to climb up trees. It's the coming down that gets them.

"No, nope. I'm good. It's all good."

You felt the branch you were on sway ever so slightly in the wind.

"ANTONIO, SAVE MEEEEE!!!" You screeched. "I'm going to DIE!" You started to scramble around and lock your arms around the branch. Your claws sank into the bark.

"Chica!"

You

BTTXNeko!Reader Part 4"Dude, salami, chicken, and what is thi- French cheeses?!"

You grumbled as you shifted through all the foods in the trio's big fridge. "Stingy Spaniard didn't give me any of this."

You were inside the house alone for the first time and were exploring the place from top to bottom. Sitting on top of the counter, you munched a couple of churros and flipped through Gilbert's ipod playlist.

You'd also 'borrowed' a T-shirt which said something in German then the word 'AWESOME' and some more German, and stolen some clean boxer shorts out of the dryer for comforts sake. They had little Eiffel towers on them. 'Weird' you thought.

As you flipped op

BTTXNeko!Reader Part 3"Mon ami, how does she keep getting into the back porch when we are not opening the screen door for her?"

"I don't know. We just have una gatita intelligente!"

The trio was puzzled as to your ability to do things for yourself almost like a human. They were also wondering who was stealing Gilbert's chocolate milk out of the mini-fridge while Francis and Toni swore up and down that it wasn't them.

Meanwhile you lounged in a lawn chair next to the pool.

Francis glared at you. "She probably tore a hole in the screen or somezing. Stupid chaton."

Everyone knew that Francis pretty much had a vendetta against you. Like you were going to try to m

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 snu

BTTXNeko!Reader Part 1You padded gently along the pavement on velvet feet under the soft glare of street lamps. Your last family had kicked you out upon learning your secret. Well, they had actually called the cops and you had made a run for it. You were currently hungry, homeless, and in need of a home.

Unfortunately, there were no ads in the newspaper for 'free loading cat-girl' (because let's face it, that's what you were), so you just had to make do. You had been observing a family for a couple of days, deciding whether or not they would take you in. There were three males: a French man, a German, and a Spaniard. You figured that if you could get the Spaniard

BTTXNeko!Reader FranceXReader EndingYou marched into Francis room, turned into a cat, and curled up right next to him as was your nightly ritual. You just didn't like sleeping alone. You picked Francis because, well, you were in love with him. You weren't going to lie to yourself; you had fallen for him and fallen hard.

It might not have ended up that way had you not found him crying underneath the big oak tree back when he still though you were a 'stupid chaton'. Even after he had found out you were able to understand him, he still opened up to you and was very kind. However, you could not deny that he was a pervert, but that was just one of his quirks, as he had many.

He di

Neko!ReaderXxXxPrussiaIt all started that day......The best day of my life.

~~~~~~Prussia's P.O.V~~~~~~

I was walking back home. Cold. Tired.....Wet.
It's all West's fault! I didn't mean to show Toni and Francis his pictures of Feliciano.
It was an accident. Really! Why would the awesome me lie?
Why did he have to kick me out of the house. It's raining cats and dogs out here!
All of a sudden someone or something ran into me.
I fell to the ground. If I wasn't wet then, now I am.
I looked at the person/thing that was on top of me.
Woah! It has ears!? When I said it was raining cats and dogs I didn't mean literally!
It lifted its head up and what I saw next

Nordic5xabused!half-neko!child!reader chap.5 final

Previously~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Walking at a brisk pace, you and Finland try to fight against the storm.
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Water rushed over your feet, and now you wished you had shoes and a jacket on. Rain had now thoroughly soaked you and Finland as you two were trying to find Hana. "K-kitten! We should head back!" Finland suggested as rain pelted you two. You give your head a determined shake. "No! Just beyond that river I saw is where Hana is! We must be getting close!" You yell over the storm.

Finland looked doubtful and tired. You also had your weariness and doubts, but you pushed them aside. 'For Hana...' you

BTTxReader: My Dearest Friends "Saying 'he was a racist' isn't an opening argument eyebrows!" Francis snapped beside you, standing up slightly in his seat. "I'm not satisfied and my partner is not either!"

He looked towards you expectantly but you simply froze for a second. Luckily at that point, Arthur, who was sitting across from you, stood up and shot a glare. "Well if you'd let me finish, I can actually support my argument you frog!"

Sighing, you looked at Elizabeta, sitting across from you with a similar expression. "I'm not even going to try and get a word in edgewise. I highly doubt that either of us will get heard."

Nodding, you tuned out for a few secon

Nordic 5 x Abused! Half-neko!child!reader Chapter1

Previously:

Blackness swallowed you whole, leaving you numb and relieved.

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"Is she dead?"

"She's still breathing, asswipe."

"So....she isn't dead?"

You could hear the 'smack' of a hand hitting skin, followed by a muffled 'mph'. Daring to look, your eyes flutter open. You squint as a bright light hits them, blinding you. Your vision clears, and you could plainly see two men gazing down you. One had baby blue eyes, bright and alive with curiousity. His hair seemed to defy the grafity, sticking up oddly in a wierd, bright blonde tuft. The other man had deep, blue eyes, well guarded and only showing the hi

BTTxReader- Nap Time"Come on! Get up, you lazy asses!"

"Nnnnnng…."

"Uuuuuuhhh…."

"Errrrg…"

You sighed, pulling the covers off of your three roommates, "It's two o'clock. Way past time to wake up."

"Nein, _____. It's much too early." Gilbert muttered, snuggling up to Antonio, who lay beside him, for warmth.

"Oui. You could get in the bed with us, Cherie. It would be nice. We could have sex and zhen sleep until midnight like always." Francis chuckled perversely.

"Always? What universe are you living in, Francis…?"

"A better one than yours, apparently."

"Si, chica." Antonio put in, trying to shove Gil away, "Siesta time is muy importante."

"Come on, _____

BTTxReader Part 2BTTxReader
Bad Idea Part 2
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It had to be the hottest day of summer. You were sprawled on your bedroom floor in a yellow tank top and black shorts. The radio crackled on. "And todays forcast. In the high 90's for most of the day, creeping into the 100's by this afternoon."

You groaned. That meant you were going to be stuck in the house all day. At least the A/C worked. Kinda. It had a bad habit of sputtering and giving out only to turn its self back on.

"Why are you on the floor chica?" Twisting your head you smiled up at Ant

BTTxReader - Wouldn't Be The Same

You hammer on the first bedroom door you come to. You thought you were used to living with the infamous trio by now, but sometimes they just took it a little too far.
The door gets pulled open and the Spaniard of the trio stands there, grinning, “Good morning, chica. What could your beautiful self possibly want so early?”
You cross your arms and glare at him, ignoring the fact his shirt was off and his grin was just too gorgeous.
“Toni, where are they?” you ask.
“…what?” He genuinely looks confused as to why you’re so angry, but you had learnt that he could put on a good act if he wanted, too.
“You

Gilbert's endingBTTxReader

Gilbert's ending.

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The sound of water running woke you up. rolling onto your side, you came face to face with a scrap of paper.
Squinting you picked it up and flipped it over.

Dear, _______
We've gone out for the day. Gil is still home. There are fresh churros in the kitchen.

It was signed with a tomato and a rose.

Smiling you swung your legs over the edge of the bed. The little signatures reminded you of how silly your room-mates could get.

The phone rang.

Sighing you picked it up.

"Hello?"

"WHERE IS THAT JACKASS." A familiar voice hi

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by ~WhisperingWatermelon, Nov 30, 2012, 2:12:19 PM
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He was ignoring you, and that just ticked you off. Alright. It was your fault, but he was to blame too, right?! With his adorable face and gorgeous red eyes and exoti- sorry! You hadn't meant to let your mind lead you on like that.

The reason that he was ignoring you was that you hadn't turned into a human or talked to him at all lately, and it was starting to worry your three housemates. This was attributed to the fact that you were undeniably attracted to the Prussia man and had grown to love him over the course of your stay. You just didn't trust yourself to keep your mouth shut or your lips to yourself in that form.

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Unbeknownst to yourself, the three guys had devised a little scheme to get you back to normal. They would ignore you. Being a cat, there was nothing that you hated worse.

They all pretended not to see you. That is, they were, until you whipped out your super cuteness attack, and Toni and Francis were back to petting you and giving you attention. The only person that you couldn't seem to convince was Gilbert.

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"Mrow."

"Mrow."

"Mrow!"

You sat right on Gilbert's lap and pestered him as he played video games. He tried to look around you, but you kept your face in front of his so that that he couldn't see the screen. Eventually, he plopped you down on the rug and kept playing.

"Frrrrrr~." You flopped over on your back and asked for tummy rubs.

Ignored.

You cutely pawed and played with his shoe laces.

Nope.

You jumped onto the back of the couch and butted you furry head against his.

Not even close.

What was it gonna take to get this guy?! You'd already purred and asked for cuddles in every way possible. You'd even assumed the penguin position as a begging tactic! You missed your Gilbert.

You were prepared to give up for the day until you spotted just the tiniest most inconspicuous smirk Gil had ever let past those albino lips. He was doing this on purpose. And he thought it was FUNNY!

That's it, Now or never. You had to know.

You stalked toward Gilbert and growled. You jumped onto his lap and stared at him. Were you really going to do this?

Gilbert seemed to notice your change in seriousness because he turned off the game, put down the controller, and glared back at you. Gilbert frowned and, a sad look flooded his maroon eyes.

"Vhere's my ________?"

That's it. You couldn't take it anymore. You changed into human form and pressed your face up against his in a passionate kiss. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders as he froze with disbelief. It barely took him a moment to gently take your face in his hands and return your affections.

You both had a hard time pulling away from one another, but when you did, he looked at you in wonder.

"You vanted my attention, liebe, you've got it."

"Gilert!" You yelled.

He looked at you bemused and still a little dazed. "Ja, liebling?"

"Ich leibe dich!" You said in his native language, before squeaking out of embarrassment and burying your face in his shirt.

Gilbert laughed and pulled you away from him. "There she is!" He teased. "There's my ______!"

He nuzzled his lips against your your before whispering,

"Ich liebe dich auch."

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