APH: CATastrophe (aka the most clichély-titled fanfic ever)

Got this little drabble idea while talking with pineappleSAMBA (on her deviantart account) who I just found out is allergic to cats. But this is actually "about" (more like, inspired by) my Iceland on dA & RL who I've known for a long time is allergic to cats.

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Axis Powers Hetalia (c) Hidekaz Himaruya

"Noooorge!"

The boisterous blond yelled as he threw open the door of the Norwegian's house with little finesse. Kicking off his boots into a pile near the door, he hurried into the kitchen, seeking out his friend. "There you are! And Issy too!" He shouted excitedly at the Nordic brothers.

"Achoo!"

"Are you alright, Ísland?" The cold-eyed blond asked his brother, to which Iceland responded with a nod. Denmark flailed one of his arms, trying to get their attention again.

"Hej! Norge! Ísland! Look at what I found! It's a-"

"Achoo!" Iceland interrupted, sneezing again. Denmark made a face of concern and confusion. "Seriously, Ice, you okay?" The island nation nodded silently again and waved off Norway's hands of concern.

"If you say so… Anyway, look! Isn't she cute?" The Dane exclaimed, proudly exhibiting the silvery-grey bundle from his arms. "It's a kitten! Her name is- Ooof!"

His face was met with a sopping wet dishcloth.

"Hej! What was that for?" He pouted. "That was gross," he muttered throwing the dishtowel in the sink.

"Achoo!"

"You imbecile," Norway spat caustically.

"Meow."

"Achoo!"

"Ísland is allergic to cats. Didn't you know that? You are the "great Denmark" after all," he said sarcastically.

Denmark frowned glumly. "I… didn't know that." He pouted, and the kitten jumped down, slipping easily out of his relaxed grip. "Ack! Oslo! Get back here!"

The kitten, Oslo, scampered over to Iceland and mewled cutely, twining her small body around his legs. "Ah-achoo!" Iceland backed away until his back hit the cabinets. Oslo purred and rubbed up against the nation's legs, using them as a scratching post. She looked up at him with doleful, pale blue eyes, almost begging to be held.

"Ah-achoo!-I'm sorry, um... Oslo, but I am allergic to you," he said flatly to the cat.

"Nyao~"

"Achoo!"

Norway, glowering flatly at the feline harassing his brother, picked the cat up and dropped her into Denmark's arms. "Annoying and stubborn, just like you," he remarked. "Now, get that mangy feline out of my house."

"Norge! That's so mean! She doesn't deserve to be treated like that," Denmark replied, cradling the kitten in his arms, protectively. "She's a stray and doesn't have a home. And her name is Oslo! Don't you think it's a good name for her? I think it's a cute name."

"She is a mangy stray, and most likely has some sort of disease and fleas. Not things I want in my house. Especially not with Iceland here." Norway answered. Clandestinely, though, he was a little touched that Denmark named the cat after his capital.

"Well then, I'll just take her over to my house!" He announced. "It's going to be great, Oslo! We're gonna have lots of fun at my house, away from meanie Norge and his allergic brother. Because you're the prettiest kitty ever, Oslo! Yes, you are," he cooed, nuzzling the kitten as he ambled out the door.

And received a sopping wet dishtowel thrown at the back of his head.

"…Gross."

"Miau~"