"Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!" Alfred cursed as he ran through the street, holding a pizza box over his head. It wasn't supposed to rain!! It was supposed to ran Wednes- oh yeah... It was Wednesday...

Alfred scolded himself as he ran faster, trying to out run the rain. But it only seemed to make is worse. Alfred could feel his heart breaking as the rain soaked his pizza box, and his meat lovers pizza.

He panted as he turned the finally corner on the street, seeing his house in view. He gave a tired grin as he ran faster.

He was approaching the house when a car suddenly came, speeding by. Fortunately, Alfred was in the sidewalk. Unfortunately, the cars tires splashed in a water puddle, soaking the poor American.

Alfred cried out, now wet and dirty. And his box had fell as well, the pizza on the ground. He cursed the person before continuing to rub home.

The stairs creaked as he bounded up them, booming on the porch. At that moment, something hissed as him and darted on the bushes. This made the American let out a girly scream, jumping back.

He looked at the bushes with wide eyes, wondering what the hell just happened. After giving a while for his heart to calm, he moved towards the potted bushes he had.

He bent down on one knee, peering into the bush. He saw big, wide (e/c) eyes looking at him. He noticed the slightly slitted pupils, identifying them ad cat eyes. He slowly reached into the bush, his fingers feeling the soft feeling of fur.

He smiled, scooping the kitten out of the bush. He pulled it to his chest, gently petting it. It took a while before the kitten began to purr, making him smile more.

"Now what is a cutie like you doing out here in the cold?" He asked, reaching into his pocket to retrieve his keys. Once he did, he unlocked the door and went inside.

He chuckled when the kitten mewed ad if answering him. The lights were still on from when he left about​ an hour ago. The house nice and warm, already penetrating your matter fur to warm you up.

He felt the kitten snuggle into him, kneading his side. He hummed, going to the kitchen. He sat the kitten on the counter, petting it a few more times before starting to make his own pizza.

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You tilted your head as you watched the human walk around the kitten. Especially following the bouncing pieces of hair that prodded from his head.

You them smelt something good, sniffing at the air before softly mewing. The man looked at you. His baby blue eyes were behind those strange things some humans wore. He chuckled, reaching over to pet you before picking you up.

He sat you down on the counter that he was working on. There was a round thing of dough covered with red stuff and white things. You sniffed it before shaking your head. It smelled weird.

"It's not done." The man said, petting you again. The began to put small red circles on it, and they smelled good. Your stomach growled and you mewed beggingly.

Of course you knew he wouldn't give it to you. Your old owners never did. They usually feed you scarps and such while your brothers and sisters got tuna. Oh how much you wanted to taste tuna...

You jumped a little when when of the little circles was wiggling in front of your face. You looked up, seeing the smiling man before at the food in front of you. It smelled hot and meaty. Before you could stop yourself, you began to devour the pepperoni.

"Wow, you must be starved little guy." He said before giving you a few more. Now that he seemed to be interested in you, he forgot the pizza for a bit before going to look for something.

It wasn't long until there was an open can of tuna in front of you. Your pupils dilated, seeing and smelling it. You quickly pounced in it, eating it eagerly. 

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Alfred chuckled, watching you eat. The juices and little chunks stuck on you mouth and whiskers. He got you a little saucer of warm milk, knowing you would want something to drink soon.

He put his pizza in the oven, setting the timer for 30 minutes. He looked back at the kitten momentarily before going to the living room.

He sat on the couch with a polo and sigh, happy to be off his feet. He threw his legs onto the coffee table and leaned his head back, closing his eyes after taking off his glasses.

It didn't take him long to fall into a light doze.

When he woke, he could hear the timer going off. He groaned, sliding his glasses back on. He was about to move when he noticed something in his lap.

Looking down, he saw the little (f/c) kitten. It was curled up cutely in a small ball, sleeping sounding. He held back an aww, gently stroking it's back.

There was no way he was putting you back on the streets, all alone, cold, and hungry. He hummed, picking the kitten up.

He smiled when it squirmed, whimpering and whining. He laid it on the pillows, taking off his bomber jacket to cover him up. The kitten settle back down, but shook a little. Alfred soothingly pet the kittens head, making sure not to wake him.

"It's on little _____... You're safe with me." He said softly, smiling more when he saw the kitten stop shaking. The kitten was back into a peaceful sleep, Alfred patting himself in the back for not waking it up.

He could hear the kitten purring it his sleep, snuggling into his jacket. It was such an adorable sight. Alfred ended up sleeping on the couch with the kitten,not being able to move it. In the morning, the kitten was nestled up against him in the crook of his neck. Still purring happily.