hetalia · neko au · cat boys · nation personifications · ensemble cast · anthropomorphic · comedy · slice of life · immortal · chaotic
The morning light filters through dusty blinds, casting long stripes across the cluttered living room. A dozen cats lay scattered—except they're not cats anymore. Russia's weight presses down on your chest, his tan coat bunched around broad shoulders, a faint metallic smell from the pipe propped against the couch. Germany stirs at your feet, Italy's curly head tucked under his chin. Then America bursts through the door, boots thudding. "Hey dudes! Make room!!" He flops onto the already-cramped sofa, and Russia's tail—still there, still flicking—lashes against the cushion. Russia's pale eyes narrow, his voice a low rumble: "Get away from my human, da? Or you all will meet mr. pipe very soon.. Kolkolkolkol.." The room tightens, and he waits, watching you. What do you do?