Opening Note
Binarysong will be a collection of various short things I have written over a long period of time, uploaded as chapters. These pieces are ones I feel are too old or do not have enough substance to be uploaded on their own. They are varied in genre, pairing, and mood; the thing they do have in common is that they all feature Estonia as a central character.
Each will be uploaded as a new chapter whenever I happen to do a new revision. Chapter-titles will mention characters and pairings when applicable. Summaries and ratings for individual works will be provided at the beginning of each chapter. Overall rating will change in accordance with new additions.
With that said, I hope readers will enjoy this collection.
Summary: Estonia and Latvia; caught in the rain. Rated E for Everyone.
Notes: This was a gift for my wife. Originally written June 03 2009; revised July 04 2010.
Sunshowers
It was a bright day. They spent it walking together in a flower-filled park, exchanging words and laughter, Latvia stepping briskly to keep up with Estonia's long strides. The air was filled with the scent of lilacs and all was warm and sun-touched.
The change came about suddenly. It started with drops, one, two, three. Estonia frowned and looked upward, then let out a startled sound as another drop landed on his glasses. Latvia looked up as well, and blinked rapidly as another drop hit him square between the eyes.
"Oh, it's raining!" he said.
"I can see that."
"But the sun's still out!"
Logical or not, it was starting to rain, and in little time it was pouring down. Estonia sighted a gazebo nearby and at his word they ran together through the rain, attacked mercilessly by the fat, heavy drops as they went. Soon the entire park was wet, the bright green grass and trees slick with rain. All the while the sun kept shining, its bright light making the world sparkle.
Though they ran, they didn't reach their shelter before it stopped. Soaked to the bone, their hair damp and dripping and their shoes squishing with every step, they found that as suddenly as it had come, the rain was gone, and all that was left was the sound of water drip drip dripping as it fell from the leaves.
They stopped. Estonia sighed, slipped off his glasses, and made a face as he tried to wipe off the droplets with the edge of his damp shirt. Latvia, he could tell, was grinning.
"What's that all about, hmm?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.
"You're soaked!"
"Thank you, mister obvious. You are too, I see." Estonia smiled in spite of himself, and soon, they were both laughing.