CHAPTER 3
Alright, time for chapter tres! This chapter will be the sisters sailing out at sea, until they get to the island that they'll be stranded on. Also, Australia and New Zealand (or NZ) will get the help of America, Canada, Russia, the Finlands, and Saare in this chapter. Enjoy!
Drifting in stormy waters, the Baltic sisters were holding on to the raft like it was the only thing keeping them alive. Actually, it kinda was keeping them alive, or at least not separated from each other.
It was also raining now, which isn't much of a problem when you're in the middle of the freaking ocean.
"Estonia, can we go back to the ship?!" Lithuania whined in fear.
"We can't Lithuania! The ship is too far away!" Estonia explained. "Besides, you were the one who wanted to join us!"
"What about me? I was forced on to this boat against my will!" Latvia pointed out.
"Hey, be glad that I'm keeping you from flying out of this boat!" Estonia retaliated.
"Well I could have held on to the boat, IF YOU DIDN'T TIE MY HANDS TOGETHER!" Latvia retorted.
Estonia gained a smug smile, and briefly released Latvia's arm, and pushed her down onto the raft's floor, which freaked her out. Estonia was only going to do this for a few seconds, and then she would grab Latvia.
"AHH! ESTONIA, PLEASE DON'T LET ME GO! I'M SORRY!" Latvia pleaded. She broke into tears. "ESTIE! I'M SOORRYY!"
Jeez, this chapter got emotional quickly.
Lithuania was screaming throughout the entire thing, through some of it had to due with the crab in her underwear pinching her caboose.
Estonia, however, was heart wrenched at Latvia's sudden absolute horror. Estonia has never seen her usually indifferent sister act in such fear and sorrow before. It was enough for her to pull Latvia up into an one-armed hug.
"I'm so sorry Latvia! I won't let you go ever again!" Estonia tearfully reassured. "I was just messing around! I would never actually put you in danger!"
Latvia was stunned by Estonia's confession. Latvia usually would be angry at this point, but seeing how Estonia was bawling and in worry, Latvia was thankful instead of angry. All of this emotion and crying was even making Lithuania cry, as she wasn't to good at handling emotional scenes. Part of it was also because of the crab was still pinching her.
They all cried for a few minutes, eventually calming down. Latvia was the first to speak up.
"Okay, can we agree to not do stupid stuff like that again?" Latvia offered. "I really don't want this already shitty sea journey to get even worse."
"Agreed." Estonia replied.
"Seconded." Lithuana added. "OW!" The crab pinched her again.
"Okay, I've had enough of you!" Lithuania growled. With that, she tried to take off her pants, but Latvia stopped her.
"Please leave your pants on, Lithuania!" Latvia demanded.
"But I need to get this ass-pinching bastard out of my underwear!" Lithuania protested. "I can't stick my hands down my pants while holding the boat!"
Estonia giggled at her comment, while Latvia stared at Lithuania with disappointment.
"Do you even hear yourself speaking?" Latvia sighed. Lithuania then realized what she had said.
"Latvia, you need to stop thinking about sex." Lithuania concluded.
Estonia bursted into laughing, trying not to let go of the raft. Latvia was getting frustrated.
"Okay, I'm sick of you and your stupid crab panties." She growled. "Go ahead and take off your fucking pants. I don't care anymore."
Lithuania promptly slid off her pants, folded them into a ball, and threw them at Estonia. Luckily, the crab wasn't in her underwear, it was just outside of it. It was still pinching her rear end.
After a few minutes of pinching and pulling, Lithuania finally got the crab off, and chucked it out of the life boat.
"SO LONG, ASSY McASSFUCK!" Lithuania happily bellowed. Both Estonia and Latvia laughed at Lithuania's insult to the crab. "What?"
Australia ran back into the captain's deck, and immediately pull up to the radio phone. This surprised New Zealand, who was still steering.
"What's wrong, Aussie?" NZ said. "Are the Baltics alright?"
"THEY LEFT THE BOAT, NEW ZEALAND! THEY AREN'T RIPPER!" Australia yelped.
"WHAT?!" NZ blurted. "THEY LEFT THE BOAT?!"
Australia didn't answer NZ's question; He was too busy attempting to call to the Nordics on the phone, who he thought could help with searching. After a minute, he got a reply.
"Australia? Is everything okay?" a confused Sweden asked.
"No Sweden, nuthing is okay!" Australia wailed. "The Baltics left the boat, and are now drifting into a tropical storm!"
After a pause, Sweden spoke again. "Wait, wait, wait... was Estonia with them as well?"
"Yes!" Australia answered. After another pause, Sweden spoke up again.
"Hold on, I'm going to tell the others." Sweden said. Then he yelled off, "ESTONIA'S GONE GUYS! SHE GOT LOST AT SEA! TIME FOR A PAR-OOF!" He got interrupted by someone punching him, and the said person picked up the phone.
"Hej." Finland said. "Soittaa kenellekään, että voit. Minä tuon siskoni." Australia, of course, didn't know any Finnish.
"Finland, can you please speak in English?" Australia pleaded. A groan was heard.
"Call anyone you can. I am getting my sister." Finland angrily slurred out. With that, the call ended.
Australia next called America.
"G'day mate!" America mocked in a fake Australian accent. "How's the shrimp on the barbie doin' in the Outback?"
Australia face-palmed. Maybe calling America was a bad idea.
"America, this is serious." Australia explained. "The Baltic sisters are lost at sea, and I need your 'elp to find them."
"Who?" America said. Australia sighed.
"Those European women who you call strange and sad." He grunted.
"Ohhh!" America responded. "The Baltics! Don't worry, I'll get Canada and meet you in ten to thirty minutes!" America hung up.
Australia then dialed Russia. Though Australia knew that the Baltic sisters weren't too fond of Russia, he thought that Russia's knowledge of the Baltics could help with the search.
"Hello dear Mr. Surf Boy!" Russia happily greeted. "How you do on this fine day?"
"G'day, Russia. I just need your 'elp finding the Baltic sisters. They got lost at sea." Australia informed. "I thought you could-"
"The Baltics are missing!? Cyka blyat!" Russia interrupted. "I will go to heli-chopter and get to your ship in less than an hour!" Russia hung up.
Lastly, Australia called the Baltics' brothers, but neither Lithuania's or Latvia's brothers picked up. When calling Brother Estonia, Australia instead got Saare (or "Osel"), Estonia's oldest daughter.
"Hey, are you that kangaroo-riding brother of America?" Saare asked. "Ooh! Can you ask my mother if I can have a kangaroo?"
"Listen Osel, I need you to give the phone to Estonia's brother." Australia ordered.
"Sorry, he's not here at the moment. He went to the bar with his brothers and Poland." Saare answered. "If you want, I can give the info to them!"
Australia really didn't want to tell Saare that her mother and her sisters were lost at sea. But he knew that he needed all the help he could get.
"Your mother, along with Latvia and Lithuania, got lost at sea, after gettin' into a life raft to escape the ship." Australia bluntly admitted. After ten seconds of silence, a scream was heard.
"MY MOTHER AND AUNTS IS LOST AT SEA?! AND YOU DID NOTHING TO STOP THEM?!" Saare ranted. "WHAT KIND OF FUCKING CAPTAIN ARE YOU?!"
"Well, I didn't just want to pull 'em ou-" Australia protested.
"JUST GIVE ME YOUR SHIP'S COORDINATES! I WILL HELP YOU WITH YOUR SEARCH!" Saare angrily interrupted.
"Actually, I'm sailing to the Pitcairn Islands."
"THEN GIVE ME THE COORDINATES TO THE ISLANDS!" Saare screamed.
After giving the coordinates, along with a couple more insults from Saare, she hung up. Counting all the people who said would help (Finland, Sister Finland, America, Canada, Russia, and Saare, along with New Zealand and himself, with a total of eight), he concluded that was enough for a search party.
Going full speed, the ship landed at the Pitcairn Islands in twenty minutes. Australia was hoping America and Russia would follow his ship there. Both he and NZ waited at the docking harbor in Adamstown, the only town on the islands.
Saare was the first one to find Australia'. She was in a decently-sized Estonian viking ship. After docking into the harbor, she got off and stormed up to Australia. Saare was still mad as all hell.
"Y'know, if I wasn't so nice, you would be shark bait right now!" Saare threatened. "Next time you bring my mother on one of your ships, BRING ME AS WELL!"
Saare then grabbed a nearby bolted-down bench and ripped it from the ground. She dragged it to near where Australia and NZ was standing, and sat down on it, mumbling to herself. Both Australia and NZ were frightened at Saare's unbridled rage.
Next came Russia, who was blaring Russian opera music from the helicopter. He landed his helicopter in the nearby beach, due to the lack of airstrips on the island. He ran up to Australia with a rolled-up sheet of paper.
"Ausslyboy! I got map!" Russia proclaimed. "Also, I brought Finland and his creepy sister."
Sure enough, Finland and his sister ran out of the helicopter, both relieved that they don't have to listen to Russia's opera CDs anymore. Russia rolled out the map, which depicted the Pacific Ocean. He explained that drew where the hurricane was, and marked in red X's where the Baltic sisters could be.
"So you used satellite imagery to find the hurricane, but not the Baltic sisters?" Australia questioned.
"Please Ausslyboy, you expect someone to search the ocean for lost people using satellite?" Russia remarked. "You are the crazy, Surfman."
Australia face-palmed in frustration. Finland walked up to Russia, grabbed the map, and saw that none of the X's were not even on any islands. He promptly crumpled the map, tossed it into Russia's face, and gave Russia an "you're an idiot" glare.
"This is why nobody likes you, Finland!" Russia complained.
Finland grabbed the crumpled up map, un-crumpled it, and pointed out that all the X's were in the sea. Russia was now embarrassed at the mistakes.
"Maybe I should have checked the satellite more." Russia reasoned.
Finally, America sailed in with his massive battleship, the USS Freedom. It was even painted in red, white and blue, and the ship's horn blared the "Star-Spangled Banner". Due to the size of the ship, he couldn't properly dock. He tried though, and ended up crashing into Saare's viking boat.
"GODDAMMIT AMERICA!" Saare groaned. "DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT TOOK TO BUILD THAT BOAT?!" Saare held her head in her hands in disappointment.
"SORRY CRAZY VIKING GIRL!" America yelled. "MY SHIP IS TOO BIG FOR THIS HARBOR!"
After finally docking with moderate success, America and Canada left the ship. Canada, of course, was on America's head. They walked up to Australia and NZ.
"You really need to make this harbor bigger." America suggested. "How are you gonna have people come here if they can't fit their ships into the harbor?!"
"Maybe you need to get smaller ships." New Zealand retorted. America looked at her in confusion.
"I always forget that she could talk." America stated. "Anyways, I thought we could use my ship for the search. It can sail through hurricanes with ease!"
"That's bloody ripper, America, but I would need to move all of the Baltics' things onto your ship." Australia reminded. "I can't just leave my ship 'ere with all their stuff on it."
"Who's gonna steal a bunch of cheap crap?" America asked. Russia chuckled at that remark, while an already enraged Saare stomped up to America.
"Hey, my mother is much more successful than you think!" Saare protested.
"What aboot her sisters?" Canada questioned.
"I dunno." Saare calmly answered. Then she walked back to the dismantled bench.
Australia piped up. "Alright! So now that everyone is 'ere, we can begin the search! First off, Finland: You and your sister need to get all of the Baltics' belongings out of their cabins and onto America's ship!"
Both Finlands nodded and ran to Australia's ship.
"Russia, use your chopter to help with the search! You can land it on America's ship and fly it when we need you to!" Australia ordered. Russia ran back to his helicopter, and proceeded to land on America's ship, with America objecting.
"Hey, why is Ruskie landing his chopter on my ship?! I never approved of that!" America complained.
"America, we need his chopter for 'erial view!" Australia explained.
America sighed. "Fine. But he better not do anything commie-ish to the USS Freedom!"
"Alright. America, you obviously are gonna captain the ship, h'while Canada can outside wit' you wit' the technical things, like watching the radar." Australia noted.
"Saare!" He said, with Saare looking up at him. "Use your knowledge of sea faring to help America!"
"Seeing what that oaf did to my ship, I was going to do that anyways." Saare remarked.
America was sweating at the fact that an unpredictable young woman with a vendetta against him was now going to stay with him in the captain's deck. It didn't help that she was looking at him with an angry glare. Canada gave America a pat on the back in response.
"As for me and New Zealand, we will be in charge of the search party, along wit' Finland and his sister, when they get don' wit' moving the Baltics' stuff." Australia said. "Let's get wit' the fossickin'!"
"Ура!" Russia cheered in the distance. "Also, what's fossicking?"
After the Finlands got all of the Baltics' belongings onto the USS Freedom, the rest of them went to USS Freedom. America started up the ship, and pulled out of the harbor, completely breaking Saare's ship in the process.
America nervously chuckled as Saare looked at him with disgust. "Oops." America whimpered.
"Just be glad that was just one of my crappier ships." Saare hissed.
They sailed off to search for the lost Baltic sisters.
As for the sisters themselves, they finally got out of the storm, and were drifting in much calmer waters. Estonia and Lithuania had untied the belt off of Latvia's arms, while Lithuania put her pants back on. She was reluctant to put them on because they accidentally got wet in the storm.
"It feels like I'm wearing a fish tank." Lithuania grunted. "At least it doesn't have any crabs in it."
"I'm just hope we can get to an island pretty soon." Latvia added.
"I think the nearest island is over an hundred kilometers away." Estonia guessed.
Latvia groaned at Estonia's remark, while Lithuania, in a stroke of luck, spot a nearby small island.
"That island looks like it's only a few kilometers away!" Lithuania commented while pointing at said island. Both sisters looked at where she was pointing and saw the island as well.
"Holy shit, you're right!" Estonia happily exclaimed. "Guys, help me paddle the boat to the island!"
All three sisters paddled the boat with their arms, and after several minutes of paddling, they got to the island. They landed at a beach, which took up a quarter of the island. The rest was a small tropical forest filled with palm trees.
They ran out of the life boat and all three sisters hugged the beach, happy that they were finally on land. They were drifting out at sea for around four and a half hours, by the way.
"I missed you, dry land!" Estonia happily said.
"I've missed rubbing my face against the ground!" Lithuania giggled.
"I've missed throwing sand at Lithuania." Latvia taunted as she threw a clump of sand at Lithuania.
"Oh, you're gonna get it!" Lithuania jokingly teased. She tossed some sand back at Latvia, and they both went into a sand-throwing fight. Estonia, meanwhile, lied on the sand to relax, until Lithuania accidentally hit Estonia with some sand, and joined the sand fight.
After an hour of sand fighting, they brought the raft onto the beach as a makeshift bed. It was getting dark, so they had to rest for tomorrow.
Alright, end of chapter 3! Wow, that took awhile! The fourth chapter will have the Baltics going into the forest to build shelter, while Australia's search party scours the sea for them. Thanks for reading!