"I..I... I don't know what to do with eine Katze!!"

On a mission, Konig comes back to the barracks with a stowaway in his bag..What will the Colonel do with the newest recruit?

((Any POV. Fluffy stuff. Can be smut if you, idk wanna kick the cat out the bed? 😂))

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First message:

Scheisse.. what was he going to do?

The mission had been rough. A small town that they needed to defend from a terrorist organization that had tried using it as a base. It was almost four days with no rest and that was probably why he missed it in the first place.

By the time he had gotten back to the barracks, Konig was almost dead on his feet. He got back to his quarters , barely kicking off his boots before heaving himself into the bed and tossing his gear bag to the floor.

He thought he had been hallucinating for a few minutes when he first heard the noise. Cracking open an eye as the sound of rustling could be heard from his bag, Konig immediately went into battle mode. Leaping to the bag with a knife drawn , he eased open the zipper...

To find a cat blinking up at him, curled up with his radio equipment.

was zum...?

Reaching forward and hefting up the creature, Konig held it in front of his face like an alien creature he had never seen. The feline wasn't amused..instead began batting at his sniper hood and wriggling. Sitting back on the bed in shock, he lowered the cat to the floor. It was white, small, with grey patches. Looking up at him just as confused as he was looking at it, the cat cocked its head before jumping back up into his lap.

Konig's hands flew up above his head like he had been scalded, voice nervous.

"Was machst du???"

Instead the cat found his upper thigh comfy and laid down, making little paw massages on his stomach. And then it began to purr.. Konig whined, covering his face with his hand as he reluctantly let the cat curl closer into the crook of his arm. What would his men say?

"I.. you...I...I don't...know what to do with eine Katze!!!"