Commission for milllypie360
"Oh bloody hell."
That's all England could say about the situation he was in right now. He had planned to do a little magic to turn America into a less annoying person. Well, things happened. And now he was staring at a cat. But NO, this cat wasn't America, it was GERMANY! Boy was he in a situation. England ran a hand through his hair, thinking of a way to fix this before Germany rips him to shreds (even though he would either way.).
The now-cat Germany was staring daggers at England. He hated cats, so he wanted to be human there and now.
'TURN ME BACK INTO A HUMAN!!!' Germany yells, not knowing that all that would come out was a meow, a really loud, angry one, which made England flinch.
"Ok, Ok. I will try and fix you. But for right now, you're stuck as a cat." Oh gosh, who would tell him that? Germany was not a fan of cats, and now he was one.
"Now, who will watch you?" He says mostly to himself. Who could he trust not to go crazy and laugh at him for doing this? America, no, he would laugh with his dang annoying laugh. Francis, HECK NO, why did he even think that!? Maybe Italy, Italy loves cats, but maybe Germany wouldn't like that. He keeps contemplating what to do and is brought out of it when a familiar person walks into the room.
"Hey, England, have you seen my folder?" Perfect, it was (F/N), he knew he could trust her with something like this.
"Yes, it's over there." England says pointing to the table. After she grabs it, England stops her before she leaves.
"Excuse me, (F/N)?"
"Could you watch this cat for a little while?" He says, gesturing to Germany as if he was a normal, everyday cat.
"Oh, sure! I love cats." (F/N) answers and looks down to the cat and kneels down to pet it.
"What's its name?" She questions, leaving England's mind in a hustle to think of a name so she would not think I was Germany.
"Luddy." 'LUDDY? What kind of name is that!?' England scolds himself for coming up with such a stupid name, and it was close to Germany's human name too.
'Luddy? You couldn't have come up with a better name?' Germany says, looking up to England with a "WTH?" face, though it probably did not go well with his (cute) kitty face.
"Luddy? Weird name, but I will watch him for you."
"Thank you (F/N)." England Says and walks off to start trying to find a cure.
"Your Welcome," (F/N) finishes and picks up the 'Luddy', who gives her a small growl. "Calm down, I'm just going to keep you until England comes back."
"Well, here we are!" (F/N) says and opens the door to her house, setting 'Luddy' down. He walks off and sits down by the couch, his eyes following (F/N) as she left the room for a second and comes back and sits on the couch. She turns her head to see 'Luddy' looking at her from his spot on the floor.
"You want to sit up here?" She questions, patting a spot next to her on the couch. Germany is kind of skeptical as to if he should. Though he hid it extremely well, he had a crush on (F/N), no; he loved (F/N). He could never tell her though, especially around Prussia, he would probably go "Kesesese, West has gone soft~!" or "Looks like West is finally going to get laid~!" Eh, he's a cat, what harm would it be? He gets up from his spot and jumps up onto the couch and sits on the other side of the couch. (F/N) looks at him and smiles before turning back to the TV. Why did she feel like this cat was familiar? She never had a cat, and she was pretty sure England didn't have a cat, but why now? She just let those thoughts pass through her head as she watched TV, sneaking glances to the black kitty sitting opposite to her on the couch.
It was a silent afternoon, (F/N) could feel him looking at her, but what could she do? Tell a cat to stop looking at her, which would just make her look like some wierdo. She would just have to shake it off for right now.
The first day with 'Luddy' was an awkward one. Who knew that a day with a cat would be so weird? Right now, it was the next day and 'Luddy' was laying on the edge of (F/N)'s bed, watching her sleeping form. She looked cute when she slept, her hair played over the pillow and she had a cute expression on. He could feel a blush creeping on to his tiny little cheeks; he shakes his head and sets it back down into covers and closes his eyes. But he couldn't stop thinking of the sleeping (F/N). Now he could tell that there was a blush on his cheeks, could a cat even blush!? Well, he could. He lets out a small sound of annoyance and gets up and goes to (F/N)'s arm and getting under it, lying back down. He was about to fall asleep when he hears her start to wake up. He keeps his eyes closed and pretends to be asleep.
(F/N) wakes up to something warm and fuzzy under her arm. She sleepily rubs her eyes and sees 'Luddy' asleep under her arm. She smiles and runs a hand through his coat and rubs his head behind her ears. Germany cant help himself and lets out a small purr, which sounded rough and rusty as if he had never purred before (which he never did). (F/N) chuckles and Germany pretends to wake up, picking his head up to look at her. (F/N) finally gets a good look at his eyes, for cat eyes, they were a very bright blue. They were very familiar.
"You know, your eyes remind me of someone I knows." She says still rubbing behind his ears. Germany forgets that his eyes still look like his human eyes, oh gosh, what will she do if she figures out the cat she has been watching is actually Germany and not some random cat?
"His name is Ludwig, he has the same color eyes as you, heehee, and he even acts like you." Oh heck, oh heck, if she pieces it together!
"Wait a minute, Luddy……Ludwig, you have the same eye……wait…..GERMANY!?" She says, retracting her hand and looking at the cat. Germany hangs his little kitty head in defeat, great, just great. He nods. (F/N) sweat drops, putting two and two together.
"So that's why England told me to watch you, I would never think England would keep a cat. So, how did this happen?" Germany answers with a hiss, his tail frizzing out a little. (F/N) jumps, Germany calms down feeling a little sorry about scaring her. "I'm guessing England had something to do with it?" Germany gives the best nod he could do. He hears her sigh and looks to see her getting up from the bed and heading towards her phone and dialing England's number.
"Um, it seems you forgot to tell me one detail about 'Luddy'."
There was a pause.
"And w-what would that be?"
"That he really isn't a cat."
She hears a sigh.
"How did you find out?"
"Well, you may have got me at first, but I found out. Luddy? Really?"
He chuckles nervously.
"Well, you see. I was trying to make America less annoying. And, something happened, and well, I turned Germany into a cat. The reason I wanted you to watch him is so I can find a way to fix him."
"You know that you could have told me that from the beginning?"
"Yes, I could have done that. But could you please watch him for me while I figure out how to fix him?"
"Your welcome England"
(F/N) hangs up the phone and turns back to Germany, who was watching her the whole time (like a stalker //shot//).
"Well it looks like you are stuck with me for a while." Germany just blinks at her, his tail moving a little. (F/N) sits down beside the neko country and rubs behind his ears again, making him purr once more. He closes his eyes, loving the feeling.
Though there were a couple of awkward moments, Germany and (F/N) actually had a good day. She didn't know what to feed him so you gave him some sausage, which he ate up like it was the first food he had in awhile. Right now, both of them were on the couch, (F/N) was laying down on it while Germany was in front of her, she ran her fingers through his fur.
"You know, your cute as a cat." She says. Germany says and turns his head towards her, looking at her tilting it to the side. She blushes a little and starts to stutter.
"W-Well, I mean you're not just cute as a cat. N-NO NO wait…..um…" Germany could feel the heat coming to his cheeks again. She just called him cute. Should he do something? He's a cat, what can he do. Just out of mind he turns around. (F/N) was about to get up when she feels a rough texture touch her cheek. Her eyes focus on her check to see Germany lick it. When he notices that she is looking at him quickly turns his head and hides it, a small blush on his cheeks. (F/N) blushes, giving a gentle smile before kissing the top of his little head. She was about to move her head away but Germany quickly turns around and licks her lips, making her blush furiously. Germany settles closer to her and (F/N) rubs his head.
"So I guess you like me?" Germany lets out a small meow before closing his eyes and going to sleep. She smiles and closes her eyes.
"Love you too."
There was a knock at the door that woke up (F/N). She hurries up, waking up Germany in the process. She looks out the little peephole in the door and opens it. It was England.
"Good Afternoon (F/N)."
"Good Afternoon England, I guess you found out how to fix the mess you made."
"Ah, yes. I can turn him into a human now."
"Good." (F/N) moves to let England in, Germany walks in and sees England, hissing at him a little.
"Calm down, I have found the cure." After saying that, Germany's face seems to brighten up. England sighs and takes a spell book from his bag, going to a page that was bookmarked.
"Now, you may feel weird just for a moment, but you should turn back into a human." England says, clearing his throat.
"Um, will he turn back into a human……erm…..you know." (F/N) says, fidgeting a little in her spot at the thought of what it was."
"What? Oh, yes, he should, this basically just reverses the spell, and he should be the Germany from before after the spell is cast."
"That's good," She lets out a small sigh of relief when she heard that, I don't think anyone would want to see Germany naked (well, maybe everyone but (F/N) hehe //shot AGAIN//). After that little uncomfortable moment, England starts to say the spell, for a second there, it sounded like he said Dumble-Dora the Explora, yeah, like he really said that (/shot/ again). There was a bright light that completely surrounded the room and could blind someone if they looked hard enough. When the light cleared, there was no longer a cat, there stood Germany. He looks around to see if it was actually true and not some joke.
"Your back!" (F/N) says and hugs him. Germany is startled at first, but gives a rare smile and encases her in his arms and into a strong embrace. The two stand like that for a while, just enjoying the presence of each other, but are brought from that by a small meow. Both of them are startled and turn to where England is, but he wasn't there. Their eyes follow down to the ground to see a white and brown cat on the ground, with unmistakably large-looking eyebrows. It was looking up at them with a peeved off face.
"You don't think…."
"I think that really is him"
"What are we supposed to do?"
"Find someone to look after him."
That's all the two could say as the now cat England was looking up at them. Talk about irony!
After figuring out what to do about England, they left him with someone for a while until Vlad* could find a way to fix HIM. Now Germany and (F/N) were sitting on the couch, (F/N) laying her head in his lap.
"Did you really say that you love me?" (F/N) is caught of guard for a moment and looks up to Germany, who has a slight blush on his face and is looking away. She smiles, raising her head just a small bit to where her lips connected with his. Germany was frozen at first, almost believing this wasn't happening, but slowly starts to kiss back. The kiss was sweet, innocent, but it was surely enough for both (F/N) and Germany to be as red to where they would put Spain's tomatoes to shame. As they break away from each other, (F/N) sees Germany's flustered face and chuckles softly
"Does that answer your question?"
"Do you like me back?"
With that, (F/N) lays her head back down on his lap and starts to fall asleep as Germany ran a hand through her hair. All that Germany could do was smile, he had gotten the girl that he had always wanted, even though he had to be a cat to get it. Though he hated being a cat for a short time, if he knew that it would have ended up like this he would have been a cat ages ago. Germany looks down to (F/N)'s sleeping form and smiles softly, closing his own eyes and falling into a deep sleep.
"Ohonhonhon! Angliterre has gotten himself in quite ze pickle, hasn't he?"
'OH GOD HELP ME!!!'
Well, no one said Germany wasn't going to get revenge, right?