[March 24] Stupid cat.

[Antonio Fernandez Carriedo]

"Like what?" Spain asked innocently, his expression not changing at all. He then realized what his face might have looked like and then did not change it at all. In fact, he embraced his love for cute things and cute situations and couldn't be bothered by Romano's obvious dislike for it. He just smiled dumber.

However, he was still confused about the conversation the Netherlands was having.

"None, why?" he asked with a shrug. Was Belle one?

[Adriaan van Dijk]

He gave up trying to make his point with Antonio.

"Look, just let the cat go."

Adriaan figured that once it was gone, he could commence with recapturing it. It would do quite well in his dorm room, he decided. The evil glint of planning had lit up his eyes, and probably his pecs as well.

[Belle Rousseau]

"Fine fine..." she sighed helplessly, giving the cat one last scratch behind the eats before bending down to let the cat go, sitting perfectly poised at their feet for a moment before trotting off through the tables and around the corner.

After a moment she turned around to face the three, hoping that with the cat went whatever troubles they were having so she didn't have to play babysitter anymore. It was troublesome but a lot less troublesome than having to deal with the aftermath of what could of happened had she not been there ( like illegal drug and animal abuse issues ).

"I hope she isn't one of those follower types."

[Lovino Vargas]

"Hey, watch where you're aiming those, bastard!!", he shouted at Netherlands and Pecs. It was a good thing Romano had his shades on. Otherwise, that glint would have blinded him!!

Feeling pretty boss in Spain's his shades, Romano didn't completely understand what Belle was talking about but decided to say, "Yeah, I agree." After all, as Spain displayed... when all else fails, agree with Belle.

Romano shot a glare at Spain and accused, "Y'hear that, dumbass? That means you can't use your fuckin' turtle aura!" He wasn't sure if it applied to cats or not, but he had gone out to eat with the idiot last year and they had gotten attacked by a horde of baby turtles!! It was awful.

[Antonio Fernandez Carriedo]

Sadly, Spain had not gotten to keep the turtles that had swarmed around them during that time. Not even a single one and there were so many! He frowned sadly for a moment but then remembered how adorable they all were and perked up immediately. Turtle Aura? If only.

"Do you think there are any turtles around--" he started but then he felt something rub up against his leg. "Romano, what are you do--"

He looked down to see the cat was back! "Lady Lovi!" Earlier lost in his thoughts about turtles, he hadn't had a chance to mourn her loss. "Welcome back, señorita!"

[Adriaan van Dijk]

Adriaan smirked at Romano.
"It's natural for you to be jealous of my chiseled body, my bitter Italian friend," he said lazily. "Especially since your diet of bread and pasta has made yours a tad doughy. Pun intended."

Oh, the cat was back. He refused to call her Lady Lovi, though. She deserved a more glorious name...like...Adrienne.

Before she could be snatched by someone less worthy, he scooped her up and commenced the nuzzling. Manly nuzzling, of course.
Soon his problems with those around him were buried in the whirl of fluff and testosterone.

[Belle Rousseau]

With a pointed look Belle turned on her brother, giving him a light smack on the arm and a look that said Don't you start again, hoping that Romano would let that one slide but knowing Romano, it probably wouldn't.

She sighed before turning back to the group only to jump slightly at the cat suddenly back with them not a moment after she had disappeared. Well that was weird but at this point there was no denying that the cat was drawn to this group now and the way Adriaan and Antonio were loving on her, there was no way she was going to leave her now.

"Adriaan, you really shouldn't get too close with her. She might belong to someone else."

[Lovino Vargas]

"SHIT!!" Romano shouted when he saw the fucking cat. Again. It was just that insistent on ruining his life. (Well, everyone was, but the cat seemed to make it her personal mission.)

And just to prove his point, he heard Netherlands call him doughy. DOUGHY.

... Oh no. He. Didn't.

Despite the bastard's scary pecs, Romano stomped over and kicked him. MULTIPLE TIMES. "You fucker!!", he shouted angrily, trying not to sound too terribly offended or jealous even if he was. "I'm not doughy! I'm just... a bit thickset!" Romano sniffed. "And my Italian food is fucking fine!!"

And just to make a point, he continued kicking at Netherlands. Romano knew he wasn't very strong so he just had to use persistence to piss him off!! And if he dropped the cat, that was all for the better.

[Antonio Fernandez Carriedo]

Aaannnnddd suddenly there was a fight breaking out.

Spain had found that certain nicknames didn't always go over well with Romano and though he had never tried 'doughy', even he could read the situation enough to see that Romano was not crazy about that particular name. It only took Spain a couple moments of observation to realize that he should probably do something or he would witness the start of a war. (And those were never good.)

Waving his arms, he carefully tried to squeeze himself in between the two of them, "And by doughy, he means firm like a big round tomato--small round tomato!"

Nice save.

[Adriaan van Dijk]

The cat wriggled out of Adriaan's arms as he turned to give his sister an apologetic shrug. He thought he felt it brushing against his legs, but that turned out only to be Romano kicking him. How annoying.

Then again, he was trying so hard. Adriaan could feel some pity surface beneath all of his amusement.

"He's only a tomato in color and girth," he observed, as he lifted Romano up and relocated him a few feet away. He didn't want the poor bastard to hurt himself. Or Antonio, since he was unhelpfully trying to push between them.

[Belle Rousseau]

"L-Lovino!!" she had started, making to help Antonio break it up before Adriaan had taken care of it himself and instead pulled the cat away from any real danger. No sooner was he holding the Italian out at ridiculously long arms length she turned to give her brother an unamused look. "Stop egging him on. You're only going to upset him more."

With a calm look she turned back to Romano, setting the cat back down and shooing it off before digging into her pocket and pulling out a few crumpled bills. "Here," she said handing it to him. "Why don't you just go get another cup of coffee and calm down. My treat."

[Lovino Vargas]

"I am not a fuckin' tomato!!" Romano shouted, all too tempted to just flip a table at Netherlands. Really now!! He had to deal with that stupid tomato business all the time during his childhood days with Spain, and he really did not appreciate hearing it even when he was twenty years old and an adult!!

But then Belle turned to him and handed him the bills. Trying to suppress the tomato-like blush in his face as much as he could, he stammered, "B-But bellissima!! I couldn't take your money! That would be unbecoming of me! You should take this money and buy something pretty for yourself. He could always pay for the coffee, though." Romano pointed an accusing finger at Netherlands, obviously still bitter.

"... Or him," Romano added, moving the finger to Spain. Not that Spain did anything wrong, per say, but there was nothing wrong with mooching off the guy in Romano's mind.

[Antonio Fernandez Carriedo]

He was happy that the fighting had stopped but he had a lot to say about Romano's objection to being a tomato. However, he instead decided to comment on the second thing that was brought up. If it was a matter of the spilled coffee keeping Romano from loving Lady Lovino, then that could easily be fixed.

Spain smiled at Belle, "Yeah, I'd be happy to pay!" he said to her, taking her hand in his and folding her fingers over the bills. "Would you like a coffee too?"

[Adriaan van Dijk]

Adriaan watched the proceeds, leaning against the table and drinking his own coffee. He didn't like coffee, in particular, but the girl working at the coffee shop was very cute so he couldn't resist.

Oh, God, Romano. His mood could swing from bitter anger to hopeless romantic in a matter of seconds, and it nearly made Adriaan dizzy. Dizzy and very displeased.

"Stop hitting on my sister, fatty, or I'll sic the cat on you."

The cat in question was nuzzling around at everyone's feet and not looking very sic-worthy, but it did have that convenient vendetta against Romano so he felt confident in his threat.

[Belle Rousseau]

Belle looked between the two of them as they insisted that she shouldn't pay, almost letting out an exasperated sigh but somehow holding it back as Antonio folded her fingers over her money. Well, that hadn't gone exactly as planned but it still worked out alright. Romano would get his coffee, Antonio would pay for it, the cat was loving on her brother instead of Romano. Things seemed to be cooling down.

Until Adriaan opened his mouth again. "He's not hitting on me. And what did I just tell you?!"