[March 24] Stupid cat.

[Adriaan van Dijk]

Abandoning all else, Adriaan took his shirt off. At least then he could avoid seeing the disastrous state it was surely in. Instead, he flexed his pecs. That always made him feel better.

He winced when he saw the dirt on Belle's hands, but decided it was best to let it go.

At least the cat was back, even if it was in the hands of that vicious Romano bitch. He walked over, still grumpy, and patted it on the head.

[Belle Rousseau]

In that one moment, she can almost feel her headache beginning to subside, thinking that maybe she settled the two down enough for them to get on with their lives...

That is before her brother decides to strip. "...."

Is almost disappointed by the lack of sparkles on his skin. Look around, Broer...no one is dazzled.

[Antonio Fernandez Carriedo]

Oh but that's where you're wrong, Belle. Antonio was dazzled momentarily but then distracted easily from Adriaan's glowing pectorals because there was a kitten in Romano's hand. Their frowny faces almost made them look like twins! (If Romano had whiskers, a pink nose and black fur all over his face anyway.)

"He likes you, Romano!" Antonio started scratching the cat's back. He couldn't even be secretly jealous for long over the fact that the cat had chosen Romano over him because the two of them looked so cute together! "What are you going to name the cat?"

[Lovino Vargas]

"But it wouldn't be the same coffee..." Romano whined like a little girl, pouting stubbornly. The taste of the coffee would obviously be spoiled if he was forced to buy more!! It was only common sense.

Romano might have been dazzled by the pecs if he weren't distracted by the fucking demon he was holding in his very hands.

"Like hell I'm gonna name it...!", he muttered, still engaged in a staring match to the death with the beast. "That would imply that I'm actually attached to it." Romano glanced at the cat's parts. "And it's definitely not a he."

The cat must have felt violated or something, because she chose that moment to extract her claws. Right into Romano's arms.

"FUCK!!" Romano shouted, flinging the cat away. She only landed skillfully back into Spain's arms, though. DEMON!! "The damn thing's trying to kill me!! Did you see that?! Look, I'm bleeding, goddammit!!" He gingerly nursed his puncture wounds, dabbing at the small droplets of blood with his sleeve.

[Adriaan van Dijk]

Now that his pecs were glowing in the breeze, Adriaan felt much calmer.

Calm enough to fix Romano with his signature stare of displeasure. "Don't exaggerate, pansy."

This poor cat was taking so much abuse, and Adriaan felt partly responsible IT WAS ALL ROMANO’S FAULT.

[Antonio Fernandez Carriedo]

Antonio had to don a pair of sunglasses to keep from going blind due to the radiance emitting from Adriaan's pectoral muscles. After all, going blind because of pecs would surely be slightly embarrassing.

Oblivious to Romano's plight and anger, he chuckled warmly, accepting the cat into his arms lovingly as he would accept a child (actually, NOTHING like how he would accept a child into his arms...), "Romano, he's just playing with you!" he laughed, "I mean, she!"

Antonio held the cat out in front of him and smiled. The cat still reminded him of Romano but she was a girl cat so she couldn't be named Romano or even Lovino. Unless things were to get proper--oh! What a time to be struck with a fabulous idea! "We'll call her Lady Lovino!" he announced. "She's grouchy like Romano but feisty like Lady Gaga!"

Thinking for a second, Antonio wondered if Lady Gaga actually was, in fact, feisty. Oh well, it didn't matter!

[Lovino Vargas]

"More like mauling!! And you have a really shitty sense of logic, by the way," Romano grumbled. "Lovino is obviously a man's name!! You can't give it to a girl!!"

Wait, was Lady GaGa even feisty? Where the fuck was Spain pulling this bullshit from?

Then he turned on Netherlands to give him a piece of his mind (because he was not a pansy, dammit!!). But... those pecs!! He was forced to cover his face with his arm, as they were shining like a second sun and Romano was ill-prepared!! Usually, he carried around his own pair of shades around school in case he was ever encountered with this dire sort of situation. But he hadn't expected to see the bastard today!!

So, Romano made do by snatching Spain's sunglasses and donning them. Ah, much better. (Not to mention, these shades were pretty snazzy. Not that he'd ever admit that.)

[Antonio Fernandez Carriedo]

Spain obliviously held the cat at bay as she reached out toward Romano, clawing and scratching at the air. He was jealous that Lady Lovi seemed so drawn to Romano and wanted to continue holding the cat, "She really wants you to hold her, Romano~"

He suddenly felt his sunglasses rudely and horribly stripped from his face, "Hey, hey!" he made a grab for them, losing his grasp on the cat in the meantime.

[Belle Rousseau]

She takes that back... no one with common sense was dazzled. Then again, she was used to her brother's antics.

Belle watched as the cat pawed at the air, clearly wanting to go back to it's previous holder before Antonio let her go. She landed on all fours, of course, but didn't seem very intent on leaving the group anytime soon.

"She does seem to like you a lot," she started, looking down at the cat curiously. "I wonder if she belongs to anyone."

[Adriaan van Dijk]

Adriaan huffed.
"Whoever she belongs to surely had better sense than to name her after some pants-less hermaphrodite."

The effect of his blazing chesticals on the present company could only do so much to improve his mood.
Blazing...that reminded him of what he's rather be doing, and again he cursed American laws.

The cat really was cute, though. Adriaan contemplated various ways he could smuggle it back to his dorm. Visions of stuffing it into a sack á la Saint Nicolas danced through his head.

[Lovino Vargas]

"Hey, hey, back off!!" Romano shouted at Spain, as if he were being assaulted. Which... he definitely was! With a misstep brutal swipe from Spain, he fell backwards, landing on his poor ass. But the sunglasses remained on. At least he looked somewhat stylish in this sort of position.

But then Lady decided to stroll up to Romano's legs, stretching her limbs and pawing at them playfully. If pawing meant viciously tearing at them with lethal claws of death!!

"OW!! Get the fuck off!", he yelped, kicking out with half instinct, half fear self defense. The cat just nimbly sidestepped it though, sitting down all prim and innocent and pure evil.

"You think she likes me?", Romano asked Belle, giving wary glances at Lady. "Did you see that?! She just attacked me within an inch of my life!! I should file a restraining order! Or sue whatever owners she has." He sort of wished she did have an owner, just so Romano had someone to blame. Someone with an actual heart, unlike this demon from the depths of hell.

[Antonio Fernandez Carriedo]

Agreeing with Belle, Spain couldn't help but smile at the fact that Romano seemed to bring all the cats to the yard. It was such a cute image to see the usually grumpy Italian with a kitten. (The cat had apparently de-aged into a kitten in the last couple seconds.)

Spain also didn't know what Adriaan was talking about. He had just randomly brought up a pantless hermaphrodite. "What name were you thinking of?" he wondered, trying to think of what he could be imagining. Perhaps Rupaul?

He had all but forgotten about his sunglasses when Romano toppled over and started playing with the kitten. Romano pretended he didn't like it but Spain could tell that he actually loved it and probably wanted to keep the cat all to himself. His eyes sparkled at the image in front of him and he put both of his hands on his cheeks. "So cute."

[Adriaan van Dijk]

Adriaan rolled his eyes at Antonio.
"Lady GaGa, of course. How many other pantless hermaphrodites do you see running around?"

This whole scene was beginning to disgust him, what with Antonio swooning and Romano bleeding all over the place.

[Belle Rousseau]

With haste, Belle bent down to pick the cat up and off of Romano before he could kick it into next Tuesday. She didn't know how he could be so hostile towards an innocent animal...all she was doing was trying to make friends.

As though the cat KNEW what situation she was in she began to purr happily in Belle's arms, playing the innocent act.

"Aww, she's purring..." she started before looking down at Romano with an unamused expression. "Maybe if you would stop being so hostile towards her she wouldn't have done that."

[Lovino Vargas]

Romano froze. He really could not have cared less about how much disapproval Netherlands was looking at him with, but when Belle got mad at him, he felt a small pit of misery build up in his gut.

"I-I wasn't being hostile, tesoro!" Romano practically whined, picking himself up after noting that, no, his legs were not severed after all. "It was self-defense!! She's trying to kill me, I can't just let her!"

Then Romano lifted up his shades to properly flash a glare at Spain. "And stop looking at me like that, dammit!!"