Sunshine all the time makes a dessert- Arabic proverb
Lithuania traced his thumb over the painful spot on his wrist. The band aid was still there. He watched the storm clouds twist and turn outside the window, and leaned his forehead against the cold glass, tuning out the ticking of the clock and the crack of thunder.
It was three months, three months exactly since the terrifying Mr. Russia had a blood sample taken from him, Latvia, and Estonia.
Some kind of secret government experiment him and his boss had arranged. None of the three Baltic's knew what was to take place, but Estonia said it might have something to do with cloning. Lithuania's stomach tightened even more at the thought.
Clones, eh? He had to admit, he was a bit excited too. Lightening struck again outside the window, and a shower of cold rain began to hit the glass.
Lithuania got up and walked downstairs. 'There you go totally freaking out about something stupidski', that's what Poland would say. Well guess what Poland? Life isn't a pony ride for some people. Some people are locked in a house with an alcoholic maniac! Lithuania grit his teeth and kept walking.
It was only a few weeks later that Mr. Russia called on the three Baltic's to come to the basement for the reveal. Lithuania and Latvia was cleaning when they heard the news, and Lithuania almost dropped the heavy pot he was working on.
Quickly wiping his hands on his green uniform, he and Latvia ran out the kitchen and down the stairs, with Estonia bounding after them shirtless. The colorful windows logo tattoo on the left side of his chest was as bright as ever to the annoyance of Mr. Russia, who hated the idea of anything non-Soviet being on his property.
Estonia of course explained a million times that he got the tattoo as a drunk bet and didn't mean to dishonor Russia, but Mr. Russia would have none of it. Actually, it looked as if Russia specifically waited for Estonia to shower in order to announce the reveal.
So there Estonia was in the cold cement basement, shivering and dripping wet, waiting for some kind of creepy Soviet experiment to be released, in only his glasses and jeans.
Latvia cuddled close to him to distribute warmth. In front of them stood three separate cages, with disturbing animal sounds coming from inside. To ensure Russia had control over when they'd see the creatures, a cloth was draped over every cage.
No, these definitely weren't clones, thought Lithuania. These were some kind of beasts. There was clawing, howling, scratching, thumping, growling, whimpering, pacing, and god knows what else.
Lithuania looked up at Russia, who was standing by the cages, but his face gave away no explanation. Just the same creepy, closed eyed smile. Sometimes, Lithuania had to wonder what was going through Russia's head through moments like this. Hatred? Planning? Observation? Musing? All of the above? All Lithuania could do was look from cage to Russian, Russian to cage, and wonder what the hell was going to happen.
When Mr. Russia had deemed that enough time has passed, he held up his hand as a signal for attention, and Latvia and Estonia immediately separated. "As you may remember", he began, finally opening his eyes. "About three months ago, I have collected a blood sample from you."
The trio hesitantly nodded. "And rumor has it, it's something to do with cloning." Lithuania was surprised at this. Russia had known? "Yes Lithuania, I had known" Mr. Russia answered, almost as if psychic.
"Well, the rumors are partly true. Your DNA was used to create an identical clones of yourselves, which were also developed using animal DNA and altered with severe nuclear radiation. As a result, they grew into quite the mutants."
He paused to let the Baltic's gasp and examine the cages more fearfully. Snarls and sniffs emitted from the cages. "My scientists call this, 'Operation Monster.' Through the duration of three months, they examined the organism's have gathered all needed information on the effect of nuclear radiation on developing animal cells, so these creatures are to stay with us until further notice-"
"But why?!" Estonia cut him off. turned to glare in Estonia's direction, who was quickly becoming Russia's least favorite. "Why. What." He said through gritted teeth. "Why did they use us?" Estonia whispered, hiding behind Lithuania. "Because the experiment needed to be conducted on the DNA of personified nation. Any more questions?"
He said, his previous smile returning. "No sir" Estonia muttered.
Russia clapped his hands together like a satisfied kindergarten teacher. "Good! Now which one do I reveal first?" He mused, examining the dust one cage with his finger. "Uhm… Mr. Russia? May I at least put a shirt on?"
Estonia asked, his arms wrapped around his middle. "Nyet. You wanted to get traitor tattoo? Now show it off. Ufufu~" He said cutely.
"Now… Which cage first?" He peeked under the cloth of the cage farthest left. "This seems to be Latvia's mutation. It was created with the help of, I believe, hippopotamus and cat genetics. Well, let's see!" He flung the cloth off the cage, and a shrill scream echoed throughout the house.