Cleo-Smythe

Astrid quickly wiped the tear away and cuddled Offizeir. Setting germany down she dragged out two cats who looked almost exactly alike. One had a curl that went to the side, like a c. The other had a swirl that went the opposite way. Astrid giggled, all melancholy quickly forgotten as she proceeded to look over the Italians.     "Well, it's obvious that you should be Sunny," she said to Italy, "You look so cheery and with your eyes closed like that you seem to be squinting into the sun." Astrid turned to Romano, who promptly hissed at her "idiota"  "     "You are now Stormy, " she said, immediately hugging Romano to her chest. When she let

Astrid smiled as she lifted the cats, one by one, from the box. The first from the box is a fluffy tan cat with a dark brown ruff of fur. "You will be named Captain America, after the best hero of them all." Neko America purred. Next Astrid pulled out a tan and white Scottish fold with the funniest markings above his green eyes. "You will be cookie dough, cause that's what ya look like." Nekoengland was not pleased. Then came three cats, all together. One was as white as snow with red eyes and a scar on his face. Upon seeing him she instantly proclaimed him, "Rascal." Next to Rascal was a white cat with many brown markings, one of which wa

Astrid Blau laughed as she waltzed through the rainy streets, splashing in puddles with her purple rain boots. She was almost home, when she tripped over the box. She looked down at the box, her soaked blonde hair falling in a dripping sheet around her face. From the grimy cardboard box came a muffle mew. Asastrid opened the box she saw thirteen cats, hungry, wet, and probably very angry. She picked the box up and took thirteen countries, accidentally in neko form, home.