AmericaXReader - Little Thief

AmericaXReader – Little thief

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“Geeerah! Gosh dang it! You stupid cat give that back!” You growled out.

You reached out to the big fluffy (fat) black and white cat. But somehow it managed to slid under the couch, your favorite shirt still between its teeth.

You were placed with this friggin cat because your best friend Alfred had to go on a trip and it was his cat, and he asked you- more like begged me until I could no longer say no to his puppy dog face.  ……yes….as I was saying, Alfred asked you to watch his little guy for the week. Now you really started to regret this.

You sighed in defeat as your head collided into your carpeted floor. This was the tenth time he has done this. Every morning you wake up to find some type of clothing or something missing. And it was starting to get really annoying. He would take your stuff, then hide them acting like he did nothing at all!

You give up and stand letting out another sigh at least Alfred should be back today. you thought looking around your apartment.

You shrug then processed to get back to what you were doing before. And that was tending to your beloved laptop, talking to all your friends from around the world in a Skype call while also playing a call of duty back ops two game with some of them.

“Amgosh you guys, I hate cats. I will never understand why the internet loves them so much.”

Your friend Gilbert laughed over the call and you could just see the smirk on his face. “You are thinking of the wrong cat _____. The internet does not like those felines, they like Pu-”

“Oh heeeeeeey she is back so let’s get back to the game you fucking bastard!” your Italian friend Lovino cut off. You silently thanked him for saving you just in time.

“Alright alright you two! But before we start I have got to do something. So Gil….GO TELL LUDDY I SAID HI~!” You tried screaming as loud as you could into your head set, wirelessly connected to your computer.

You heard the Prussian, plus an angry Italian, Hungarian, Chinese, French, Spanish, Danish, Hong Kong-er (?) all grown and yell back at you for being so loud. You in return just grin.

“Hey Leon? Did we ever win the last game? I don’t have any new scorestreaks.”

“Like, No ______. We like lost and like, got no double XP because we so like missed out” He replied.

You were only playing with Leon, Lovino, Gilbert and Elizabeta. Everyone else you were in call with was just kinda there. They could join in the game at any time but choose not to. Seeing how all of you guys had a Clan or something on Black Ops 2 anyways. “hmmm…Dang it! When is next double XP weekend?”

“I don’t think we really ever know. It just happens” Elizabeta sighed, you could hear her tapping her fingers.

“_______, you know you are totally not awesome for sending me to do that!” Gilbert muttered as he returned.

You burst into laughter “I made you do nothing! You could have just said no ya twit!” you laughed some more and started your game.

Gilbert scoffed but went on” Whatever Fraulien, Ludwig said hi by the way”

“Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, I need to come out at see you guys again soon. I’m starting to get bored again.” You smirked as you chose your gun and quickly started shooting everyone and everything you saw. Even your own team mates, even if you can’t kill them.

You chattered on, gamed, and slurped down a slushy as you kept on playing. Soon you had a little visitor getting in your line of view on the your TV stand from where you were in your bean bag chair. “HOLY MOTHER OF FU-” You started screaming but were quickly cut off

“_____! Please language! Stop taking my job dammit!” Lovino yelled but you could hear the laughter in his voice.

“KJHJBHLKDJF!!!!!” (yes, you can speak button mash, nice talent >w<) “WHATEVER…CAT GO HOME YOU ARE DRUNK!” You yelled, picking up a pillow and whipping it in the general direction of the cat.

Suddenly you felt the vibrations of the PlayStation controller and you knew you died. Quickly you got up about to swat the cat away when you see he has one of your socks. You frown instantly and snarl reaching to grab the sock.

Quickly he jumps down and starts running away. You groan but choose to go back to the game and ignore that stupid cat.

After about seven more games, winning them all and more chatting, cursing and slurring. You heard a lovely knock at your door, so your drop out of the game and tell everyone BRB. Thinking that you also turned off your mic, missing to do so turning off nothing at all.

You skip over to your door and swing it open only to instantly be tackled on to the floor. “_____! OH FRECKING GOD I MISSED YOU. I NEVER! EVER! WANT TO LEAVE EVER AGAIN!” Alfred screamed right next to your ear. By now you were used to so it did not bother you that much.

You laugh and death hug him as well “Tell Arthur he can’t ever have you back because your mine! I’ll never let you leave ever again!” You yelled in return.

Alfred went off to go visit his older brother, Arthur over in England. Even from the first day he was gone you missed him. You could not call because he just broke his phone and was not buying a new one in a different country, even agent his brother’s protests.

He forgot to grab his laptop too so he could not call you over Skype. And he was also still not willing to use Arthur’s phone because it would then be overseas.

Alfred was always weird about using things from his brother or getting help from him now. He always stated ‘I’m independent dude, I’m not a little kid, I can deal with this like the mother firetruckin’ boss I am!’

None the less you still missed your long time best friend for life. You have known the American from day one. Straight at birth, both your parents were also best friends, so you guys were neighbors as well. So you lived next door to him through all of high school.

Then you both made sure to get into the same college, which was in New York City, so you got your apartment there with a wonderful view of central park. And Alfred lived in a house down the road.

Which Arthur paid for pretty much the whole house, back then Alfred was not as wired about his brother’s help. But Arthur was filthy freaking rich with butt loads of cash. Sometimes he was all like ‘You have money, and you get some money, here you have some cash! Everybody gets money!’ But that was only when the Brit was drunk.

As Alfred helped you both off the floor, you noticed that stupid cat was at it again! This time what he had made you blush redder than a tomato.

While Alfred was in mid-sentence of telling you something. You cut him off by racing after the cat.

It jumped in surprise and let out of meow and run away, heading right for the couch were a pile of your clothes still took refuge.

“____?” Alfred called as he walked around into your living room. “Dude, what the fruk are you doing?”

“Your cat! YOUR STUPID CAT KEEPS TAKING MY STUFF AND HIDING THEM!” You yelled almost ready to pull your hair out.

Alfred grinned walking over, lifting up your couch with ease and scooping up his cat. In it’s mouth still remained one of your clothing.

You blush even more as you see Alfred grin looking at it. “A Sparkly American Flag Bra? ______ I never knew you were so patriotic.”

You frown snatching it away “You’re lucky I love you Alfred or you would have a black eye right now.”

Alfred was currently petting the fat fluffy white puff ball “Dude, I’m too awesome for you to hate me anyways. You can’t hate the hero man. Plus I want to know if you have a matching set to this” He gestured toward the bra in your hands.

You swore you could hear some kind of yelling or protest coming from your computer. You shrugged and pushed it aside. You frowned some more at Alfred and turned your back to him crossing your arms. Then you got an evil little idea in your head. “But what if I had a matching pair now? Better than this sparkly one? And has an eagle on it? With fireworks?”

You smirked turning around after you heard Alfred drop his cat, it scrambling off some were else, and him slapping a hand over his face. Total nose bleed working its way out.
“Care to show me?” He uttered out, you could just barely see the smirk of which was lightly covered by his hand.

You thought about it. It’s not like you have not done this with him before. This was the kind of friendship you guys had. Always flirting and teasing each other. Just between the more than friends and friend stage maybe? You both knew you were on your way to soon being more than friends. But you defiantly had a crush on him.

“Aww…wait I can’t your cat stole them. One of the pair is missing! He is such the little thief!” You said with false sadness.

Alfred frowned “Well we have got to find them!” he cried and was about to run off but you stopped him.

You were laughing “No Alfred, its fine. I was joking.”

You saw his face drop slightly but he instantly brought it back up with a smile. “Yeah okay dude.”

Alfred then looked over you, noticing your TV. “Dude, when did you get Black Ops 2?” he asked with a raised eye brow.

He started walking over to your TV and you raced in front of him to block the path. “I….ahhh. Ya know…money!”

Alfred rolled his eyes pushing you aside. Quickly you heard him let out a sharp gasp “MY GAMES!!!!” He yelled and then looked at you in utter horror. “YOU TOOK MY GAMES!.....why?” He let out a little cry again and looked at you with his puppy dog face again.

You simple shrugged “I...well you know. YOUR CAT IS EVIL SO DON’T JUDGE ME FOR TAKING SOME GAMES! PLUS YOU LET ME BORROW THEM ALL THE TIME WHEN I ASK!” You turn and flop down on the couch with crossed arms again.

Alfred quickly joined you on the couch as he wrapped you up pulling you onto his lap.
You laughed and try to get away, quickly turning this into a war. You ending up losing as the American was now holding you with his iron grip.

You watched as his cat jumped up onto the couch wanting to join in on this little charade. You frowned and muttered something about it being evil again.

Alfred looked over to you “So do you really have an American Flag Eagle Firework set?”

You were completely pokerface but turn to face him. “You really want to know don’t you.”

He let out a stressed laugh “Yeah…I really do.”

You slowly moved your hand to the bottom of your sweater, you watch as Alfred’s eyes follow your hands. Quickly you whipped your sweater up flashing Alfred your American Flag, with s soaring eagle, fireworks and big bold text saying ‘Merica t-shirt. “I have a matching pair of Pj bottoms put your cat stole them and I don’t know where they are now!”

As soon as you looked at Alfred’s face, the way it looked, you rolled over onto your side and just dyed laughing.

“You are an epic troll.....And I hate you for that” Alfred muttered as he start shaking his  head.

You sit up cleaning away tears of laughter. “B-but I never, oh god, I never got to take of the second layer!”

“Knowing you you’re trolling me again! I don’t even want to know!”

“Yeah, you right Alfred. I just....I don’t even know anymore!”

You both start laughing and join each other in conversations of what the other did over the week of being a part soon later.

Alfred’s cat quickly joined you both again. Purring and seeking attention from someone. You narrowed your eyes at it and frowned.

“I think you should watch my cat more often _____. Maybe he is hiding the rest of your clothes at my place. I’d love to find out.” Alfred teased.

You elbowed him then picked up the cat. Looking him over then set him down on your lap petting him “He did take some other things than clothes too” You say.

“Like what?”

“Toys”

“Toys?...like.....waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaait. WHAT!?!?!”

“Yep”

“You mean...like?”

“Yep”

“So no little kid toys?”

“Nope”

“Where did you even get stuff like that!?”

“Ludwig...Stole them from his closet. He never has said anything about it so I’m guessing he still does not know.”

“You are in to that kind of stuff?”

“Don’t lie to me Alfred, we all know you got wired fetishes too. I know what you like to do with food!”

“....I don’t know what you’re talking about”

“Yeah, right” You roll your eyes and shrug.

Alfred nudged you and he was grinning again “Hey, wanna go find these toys and play with them?”

You blink with a poker face again and then slowly stand up, holding your hand out to Alfred to help him up. “Yes, I would very much so like that.” You grinned.

Alfred was taken by surprises slightly but laughed taking your hand and getting up. But then he picked you up and threw you over his shoulder “HA! We don’t need those toys. We are going old school baby!”

You let out a squeal as he races off with you. You start to objection but stop yourself, realizing how this was going to play out. You only smirk to yourself and think Thank you. You stupid evil little cat


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“Anybody else just dying here?” Gilbert asked, trying so very hard not to laugh his guts out.
“Oh don’t worry, I am too!” Francis spoke up.

“That was like….so funny….and wired. I don’t like.” Leon simple stated.

“It was not really that funny” Lovino complained.

“What are you talking about. This is greaaaat~” Antonio said with glee.

“Yeah, because you are a total perv!” Lovino yelled
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“Whatever Lovi, you know you liked it to!” Francis joined in.

“Some of us find it just plan out wrong aru!” Yao stated

“I don’t mind~” Elizabeta muttered

“Yeah, what just happened with ______? Pretty hilarious if you ask me!” Mathias laughed

“Wait, Gilbert! Should we say something to Ludwig about _____?” Antonio asked

Gilbert thought, about to say something but Elizabeta cut him off “No, we must black mail him about this!”

“Why should we do that aru?” Yao asked

“Why not?” Mathias asked

“WHY NOT ZOIDBERG!?” Gilbert laughed.