Kitty Come to Play Russia x Reader

You’re wandering through the neighborhood looking for something to do, your [favorite color] cat ears perked up and your long tail swishing happily in the air. You tied a giant red bow to the end of your tail to make it look cuter and you have a small bow on your right cat ear to match.

“What should I do today? All the other cats are busy with their owners which is no fun at all. Sometimes I wish I had an owner but that would mean I couldn’t explore everywhere if I did,” you think to yourself as you start reading names off mailboxes.

“Hmm China, Japan, Germany, America, England, these are all weird names. They probably aren’t very fun. Man I’m so bored!” You sit down on the sidewalk and run a paw over your ear before you spot a light purple mailbox with red letterings. You slowly walk up to it to get a better look at the word scribbled on it.

“Russia huh? And it also says America was here in little tiny words. America sounds like a fat guy.” You see some yellow from the corner of your eye and your ears perk up instantly.

“Wow those are some really pretty flowers!” You see almost 5 feet tall sunflowers growing in the garden of Russia’s place. Looking around quickly, you make your way to the fence and jump over it easily into the garden. You skip over to the beautiful flowers and sit in front of the patch of dirt containing them.

“Pretty flowers, they are so pretty. I want to eat them, they look delicious.” You smack a flower stem with your paw a few times to make some of the bright yellow petals fall to your feet. You smile and start chewing on the petals, savoring the bittersweet flavor of the flower. You hit the flower a few more times until all the petals fall to the ground, gobbling them up quickly.

“This is so much fun! Way better than looking around or sulking on the concrete! I was getting hungry anyway and I’ve never eaten sunflowers before. I’m glad I tried this though!” You meow happily and go around the entire garden eating the yellow petals until all the flowers are bare. You sit on the ground and start licking your paw, washing the scent and residue of the flower off you.

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“Latvia I’m going to go out in my garden and plant some more sunflowers. You can cook good dinner for me when I get back da?” Russia picks up a small pail containing seeds, a shovel, and garden gloves along with his favorite faucet pipe. He runs a hand through his beige hair and walks to the back of the house, opening the door widely. He looks around and opens his mouth in confusion when he sees all of his sunflowers bare of petals. He sets down his pail and looks all around the garden.

“What happened to all my sunflowers? Is America playing trick on me again? This is depressing to look at.” Russia frowns and scratches his head before he spots you sitting down in front of a patch of dirt. He tilts his head in awe and observes you intently.

“What a pretty kitty girl. Does she know what happened to my flowers? Why is she in my garden? I should ask pretty girl what she’s doing in my garden.” He smiles and walks down towards you, his pipe still gripped tightly in his hand.

You don’t notice Russia at first while you clean yourself until you suddenly feel a presence behind you. You feel your fur stand on end and remain frozen, unsure of what to do. “Oh crap who’s behind me?! What do I do, what do I do?” You think to yourself as you stay in your place. You feel someone tap your shoulder and you slowly turn your head to see who it is.

“Who are you little kitty?” You shriek in horror and race towards the nearest tree, scampering up it and clutching onto the highest branch.

“Holy crap who was that?!” You scream in your head, feeling your heart beat erratically in your chest.

“Don’t be scared of me little girl. My name’s Russia da. And who are you?” You look down and see a fairly tall man with beige hair wearing a tan colored coat and a long pink scarf wrapped securely around his neck. He’s holding a dirty faucet pipe in his hand and beckoning you down with his free hand. “Come down here and let me get good look at you.”

He speaks in a heavy but soft Russian accent that sounds very pleasing to your ears. Hesitantly you begin to climb down the tree again and sit a few feet away from Russia, your head cocked to one side. Russia sets down the pipe and kneels down on one knee, smiling widely and holding his hand out.

“I can’t good look at you because you so far away. I won’t hurt you.” You tentatively take a step forward, making sure Russia won’t make any sudden movements at you. After you confirm the man won’t move from his spot, you walk all the way towards him, sitting down in front of him and placing your paw in his hand. Russia beams and shakes your paw lightly.

“My name is [name]. Russia is an odd name but it’s cool sounding. And your eyes are really awesome looking!” You stare into his violet eyes and feel you could stare at them all day. Russia blushes and rubs the back of his head, looking away and chuckling.

“You are too kind to me da. But [name] is a pretty name to suit a kitty like you. I have to ask though, did you eat my sunflowers?” Your ears drop and you look away sheepishly, pulling your paw out of his hand.

“I-I’m sorry! They looked so good and I was so hungry. I didn’t know they belonged to you. I’m sorry!” You shut your eyes tightly to brace yourself for a slap or yelling. After a moment of nothing happening, you slowly open one [eye color] eye and glance up at Russia.

He smiles and rubs your head gently, scratching behind your ear and making you purr in happiness. “I’m not mad at you. I am sad that my sunflowers are gone da but you can help me plant some more can you? After we done, Latvia will have good dinner for us to enjoy. Do you have home [name]?” You shake your head and look to the ground.

“No I’m a homeless cat. I just go where I can go and eat what I can.” You yelp in surprise when Russia suddenly wraps his arms around you and pulls you in for a tight hug.

“You can become one with Russia da. I’ll take good care of you and you can live with me. You can eat more sunflowers and we can plant them together. Good food, warm home, and you can be with me. How does that sound?” Your eyes sparkle in astonishment and you snuggle into Russia’s chest.

“Yes yes! I want to live with you! I want to be with you!” Russia chuckles and pets your head affectionately.

“Then let’s start replanting sunflowers before Latvia calls us in for dinner da.” Russia stands up still holding you and begins to walk back to the house when he suddenly stops. He turns around and screams loudly.

“Belarus go away! Go away! Go away!” He yells as he runs around the garden and cries.

“Big brother let’s get married! We need to be together big brother! Drop the filthy cat and be with me!” Belarus yells as she begins to chase the Russian man and you around the flower garden.

“No no no! I be with pretty kitty cat and not you! Go away! [Name] make her go away!”