Neko!PrussiaxNeko!Reader: Soccer Ball Strays Ch.1

You were a lonesome feline that was wondering down the streets of a German city, you had once clean (fur color) fur that was never messy with dirt. Though now, even with the dirt on your fur, you were still beautiful with your shining and calm (eye color) eyes. You were a stray cat who had traveled through the woods in search of a temporary home. Even if you were a stray for only a year you managed to survive easily, learning quickly, and adapting to new surroundings in short amounts of time.

You sniffed the air, trying to find any marking scents. You didn’t want to bump into any dangerous cats, you may know how to live on your own but your fighting skills weren’t the best.

You couldn’t smell any marking scents in that particular area, an area that was filled with trees and bushes. You thought this could be a good place to stay for a little while, but that was when you heard childish yelling close by. You curiously yet cautiously walked over to a nearby bush and poked your head through it. That was when you notice a park which was in the center of the German city and it looked quite large.

From a distance you could see adult humans walking around and enjoying themselves while the smaller humans ran around. You also saw dogs being walked and a cat. Just one cat though, with vibrant white fur but you were too far away to know what the cat’s eyes looked like.

The white cat seemed alone and was trying its best to stay close to the trees as possible. You slowly walked through the bush and across the streets, after looking both ways for cars of course, before reaching the park. The dogs were barking and it sounded quite intimidating but luckily no dogs were focused on you. As you walked closer to the white cat you noticed the brilliant red eyes and the scar that was across his right eye. He would have looked intimidating if you didn’t notice that in his eyes you say loneliness and sadness.

You weren’t really one to talk much, but you were an observer and a listener and you easily observed that this white tom was lonely, sad, and hungry. You concluded quickly by how hungry he seemed and how messy his white fur looked that he was a stray, probably a newbie at that too.

You padded your way over to him with strides of curiosity and confidence. As you neared him he finally noticed you and your (fur color) pelt. He instantly stood up and just stood as if he didn’t know if you were an enemy or friend.

When you were just two feet away from him you noticed a sort of panic in his eyes, he must have concluded that you were an enemy. So, to make sure he would run off in fear, you sat down and gave a few licks on your forepaw. You tried to look as less menacing as possible, which wasn’t that hard, and hoped that he’d grow comfortable with you around and consider you a friend over an enemy.

“Wer bist du?” The tom asked in a confused and curious voice as he figured you meant no harm. When you heard the German words come out of his mouth, even though you understood what he asked your German wasn’t the best so you asked, “Sprechen Sie Englisch?”

The tom blinked a few times before switching to English so he could communicate with you and you easily heard the German accent that laced his voice, “Vho are you?”

“I’m just a simple stray like yourself…though more experience, apparently.” You spoke in a matter-of-fact and even tone.

The white tom narrowed his eyes at you, getting suspicious and somewhat offended, “How do you, an unawesome cat, know is I’m a stray or not?”

You gave the tom a somewhat confused look, “What’s unawesome?”

The white tom literally gasped and looked at you with eyes full of unbelief, “You don’t know vhat unawesome means? Tell me zhat you at least know vhat awesome means!”

You shook your head showing you didn’t know. The white tom instantly closed the distance between you as he placed a paw on your shoulder, “You poor deprived cat, not even knowing vhat awesome means. Und don’t you vorry, I’ll tell you vhat awesome means und zhen maybe you’ll be a tiny bit more awesome.” All you did was look at him with a blank look before taking a step back so his paw wasn’t touching your shoulder.

“Okay, so awesome is anything, und I mean anything, zhat is absolutely amazing, outstanding, grand, breathtaking, und tremendous. But to sum it all up, zhe definition of awesome is me, zhe great and extremely awesome Gilbert!”

For such a lonesome looking cat he could sure talk greatly of himself.

You gave a short nod, understanding what awesome meant now, “I see, so why am I unawesome?” your voice still calm.

Gilbert’s mouth suddenly clamped shut as he tried to think of a reason, no luck, so he said after a minute pause, “You’re unawesome just because you’re unawesome.”

You tilted your head slightly and looked at him with observant eyes and said in a sophisticated and confident voice, “That isn’t much of a satisfactory answer. It has no reason nor does it have any proof of me being considered unawesome. With that kind of reasoning it would be considered a false accusation. And because you are unable to bring reason to your words than that just shows you…that you aren’t as awesome as you think you are. Maybe even unawesome.” If you were a human, you’d make an awesome lawyer. But yeah, true you didn’t talk much, but when you did, you were in complete control.