Cats and music

Greece x Austria

"What do you mean I can't use magic!" yelled a drunk England.

"I'm saying you can't" Prussia yelled back, about as drunk as England.

Austria was really starting to hate coming with Germany to this bar, by what he could see was Prussia and England were fighting. Italy and Germany were taking a long trip to the bathroom,-which Austria was sure he heard moaning noises coming from it-. France was harassing some girls and a few boys as well. Spain was talking to S. Italy about tomatoes. Then their was him, sitting alone drinking some water. He didn't even drink so why did he come here? Germany had forced him to get out of the house and "get some fresh air". Austria didn't need "fresh air" the air inside of this bar was worse than his home anyway.

"I will prove to you I have magic by turning you into a cat!" Austria heard England yell at Prussia. Then England yelled something Austria could not hear.

Unknown to Austria England being drunk had bad aiming, yes he hit Prussia but only gave Prussia cat ears and a tail. The rest of the power hit Austria, turning him into a cat.

"Meow?" Austria said. He was now a brown cat, the same brown as his hair. His bit of hair still was on his head, and so were his glasses. Some how the glasses got smaller and fit him. His eyes were the same as before, the light violet. Weirdly his clothes were gone as if they had just disappeared.

"Ahh! England you gave me cat ears and tail, now what Canada going to think of me!" Austria heard Prussia yell.

'Well I was turned all the way into a cat' Austria thought.

"Why do you only have cat ears and tail! That spell should have turned you into a cat! Not part cat!" England yelled.

They kept yelling until they were throw out of the bar and into the street, with France -because he kept touching people when they didn't want it-. Then Italy and Germany left with Spain and S. Italy. Not one of them cared that he was missing. Austria wondered it cat could cry because he felt like he was crying.

The bar closed soon and the bartender threw him out yelling at his workers for letting a cat get inside. Austria walked around as a cat trying not to get stepped on, but he was a small cat and people didn't see him.

'This can't get any worse' Austria though to himself. Then it started to rain, and not any light rain it was poring hard.

Austria meowed at the people running to get out of the sudden downpour. Not any of them heard Austria, and about stepped on him a few times. Austria when into an alleyway and laid in a cardboard box. Austria was sad again and thought he was crying again. He was wet to the bone; even so his bit of hair that was up was still up. His glasses were still on his face, but were covered in water. Austria fell asleep in his cardboard box hoping that this was just a dream.

End part one.