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Mochi!CanadaxReader
"Maple! Where are you?" You shouted, peering beneath the couch for the little white blob with dark sapphire eyes and circular glasses. You had bought him by accident, thinking that you had bought an America mochi from the pet shop. But he was so sweet and cute, you just didn't have the heart to return him. Instead, you decided to keep him and it was the best choice you ever made. The only problems were that when he talked or squeaked, it always so soft you could barely hear him and he went invisible mode most of the time, so it was difficult to keep an eye on him.
This was one of those times.
You had just gotten back from the laundry room in the basement with a basket full of clothes when you noticed that little Maple was not on the couch with his toy bear Kumajirou. You set the basket down and began looking around. You looked under the bed and the covers, ripped everything out of your closet, opened the stove, move things around in the fridge, even took off the lid to the toliet to see if he had somehow gotten in there. But alas, Maple was not there. You sat down on the couch, your eyes seraching the t.v. cabinet in case he had gotten stuck there again.
He wasn't there either. The door wasn't open and the windows were all locked, so he couldn't have run away. You sighed and got up, walking over to the fridge to grab a (drink of choice, though I highly recommend Mountain Dew XD). As you shut the door, you heard a rather quiet SQUEAK and turned to the cabinets just above the sink. And there was little Maple, red from his previous nearly screeching squeak but still in one piece. Now the question was:
"How did you get up there?"
Mochi!CanadaxReader
"Maple! Where are you?" You shouted, peering beneath the couch for the little white blob with dark sapphire eyes and circular glasses. You had bought him by accident, thinking that you had bought an America mochi from the pet shop. But he was so sweet and cute, you just didn't have the heart to return him. Instead, you decided to keep him and it was the best choice you ever made. The only problems were that when he talked or squeaked, it always so soft you could barely hear him and he went invisible mode most of the time, so it was difficult to keep an eye on him.
This was one of those times.
You had just gotten back from the laundry room in the basement with a basket full of clothes when you noticed that little Maple was not on the couch with his toy bear Kumajirou. You set the basket down and began looking around. You looked under the bed and the covers, ripped everything out of your closet, opened the stove, move things around in the fridge, even took off the lid to the toliet to see if he had somehow gotten in there. But alas, Maple was not there. You sat down on the couch, your eyes seraching the t.v. cabinet in case he had gotten stuck there again.
He wasn't there either. The door wasn't open and the windows were all locked, so he couldn't have run away. You sighed and got up, walking over to the fridge to grab a (drink of choice, though I highly recommend Mountain Dew XD). As you shut the door, you heard a rather quiet SQUEAK and turned to the cabinets just above the sink. And there was little Maple, red from his previous nearly screeching squeak but still in one piece. Now the question was:
"How did you get up there?"
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Nekotalia!LatviaxReader - Flight
"Run [name], Run!" The little Lativan feline cried, gunshots ringing out in the air. You shot away from the field, gunshots ringing in the air. You remembered being taken away by a group of strange people with Latviacat. You arrived at a strange field and was let free. Latviacat sensed something wrong and told you to run, right as bullets began to fire.
They were using you, Latviacat, and a few other animals, as target practice!
Spotting a ditch covered with tall grass, you shot to it. Leaping inside, you landed on another furry body.
"[Name]!" A familiar voice cried. You had leapt upon Latviacat!
"Latviacat! I thought you were dead!"
"A
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GreecexGoddess!Reader
Heracles was laying on the slide at the playground, watching the clouds and holding a cat in his lap while about twenty other cats slept around him. After a few minutes, he got up and began walking toward the park gate, the cats trailing right behind him. The sound of someone crying stopped him, catching his curiosity and pulling him to the source of the sound. Behind a tree was a young woman with long (h/c) hair and a long powder blue dress, which was tear-stained. She sobbed into her hands, not noticing the Greek approaching her.
"Are you okay?" Heracles asked sleepily as he sat next to her on the ground.
She jumped slightly and glanced o
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The Bet *America X Reader*
Heads Up: Some unintelligible writing. Alfred was talking with his mouth open again *sigh*
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You watched as your best friend, Alfred F. Jones, downed another set of hamburgers. How long has it been since his previous round? Only twenty minutes! You became worried that if he kept this up he would have a heart attack or get really high blood sugar or... the list just goes on and on. You tried telling him to stop and eat healthier before he becomes chubby, but he just shoos you away yelling, 'Don't worry, (Name)! The hero never gets fat!' and then laughs his obnoxiously loud laugh. You were about to just give up and see what would happen t
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we got it on maple sirup!