Hetalia Cats の小説・ストーリー

There, I found her with not only the cats, but two children who were currently pouncing on each other. Portia and the kittens were watching from a safe distance high above as the young girls pounced, hissed, and pounced again. “Where did you find more cats?” I asked. “These ones seem feral.” “Girls, can you stop for a second? These are my nieces, Fiona and Dahlia. This is my husband, Olivier.”

Well, even if surprises and daisies might be good things, I didn’t need the addition of Hitler to know this was bad. “I did not sleep with Dracula! Tonsil hockey doesn’t count,” her voice shivers as she dares to peer out once more. The door is still half open and ‘Van Helsing’ is paying attention to the street than his hostage. “How in your perverted brain does me getting laid fix this,” her choke is audible. “I have so had a one-night stand, and it has nothing to do with this, and everything to do with you naming me a back luck cat!”

One of Brittany’s friend reasoned out. “But I’m not my mother.” Catherine shot back and Brittany and her friends started persuading Catherine to dance with them or have a demonstration at their ballet class. But as Catherine was about to reject, Chester appeared out of nowhere. “Hey guys.” Chester said with a cunning smile. “Uhm for correction; We’re not guys, we’re girls.” Brittany shot back and Chester’s brows were almost knit together as if he was confused. “Sorry, I thought you and your friends were guys.” Catherine and Lyra don’t get on where Chester got that statement from as Brittany and her friends doesn’t look like guys, especially, that their figure is in an almost perfect shape.

Nicolas opened the bedroom door and held Zenya's hand, leading her down the stairs. The house held more than fifty wolves and all the she-cats from his pack. He grinned and looked at the hopeful eyes, all looking at his mate. "How could we not know this?" Amy spoke into the hushed room. Vorlyk answered, "The South American cats may know." All eyes turned to Esta when she spoke, "They hate wolves more than humans. If they think we know, every she-cat life they control is in danger."

Something Gato, his amazing grey African wild pet cat clearly have no respect for, as she casually jumps on the bed and curls herself up all over the picture of the giant lion face and closes her eyes to sleep. Sergio brushes his teeth and joins her on the bed.

The alpha chuckled. "Can we adopt a cat too? " The omega tilted her head. "A cat? Do you like cats? " "I love them! " The girl beamed. "Don't you like them? " Keiran scratched his neck. "Umm… not really to be honest because you know, cats and dogs hate each other… so it's my instinct to do that. But don't worry, I can do anything for you. Even if it's a cat or a tiger, I'll give you whatever my beautiful wants,"

Corbyn warns, turning her back around to face Trent before he leans closer than I would to the Alpha’s little captive, “don’t be so unreasonable.” “Unreasonable?” She half screeches, angling away from him as she turns her attention back to Trent, “If you want to, go be with her,” she points down the hallway behind her, “then go.” Her chest is heaving up and down as her brows pull together and a low growl is coming from Trent. The blade passes over each finger as it flips in my hand and all I can picture is lodging it in Trent’s throat right now. Not yet. Not unless he forces my hand. My little pet is playing a dangerous game right now, but my gut tells me she’s got this handled.

Lucien laughed. "Harpy? Old?" Horatia's voice was embarrassingly shrill and she clenched her fists, ready to punch him again. "You've had what? Three seasons? You're practically ancient, my dear. You even have the cats to play the part." Lucien looked to the drawing room door where Muff sat idly licking a white-tipped paw. The cat paused when he caught the two humans fixed on him. "Mrreow?"

I assure him, but his frown said otherwise, he's not happy about a little being around. "Okay," he says, not meaning it really. The rest of the drive wasn't that long, I connected to my alpha asking him how things are going, we were almost there. 'The kitten agreed for us to become her cg' Mathew, my alpha tells me the best news ever.