"Oh come on!" cried out Denmark as he kicked a rock in anger. "What's the point of having a secret escape grotto if you don't have anything to escape in?"
"He might have thought it was cool or something," said Norway.
"This means we really are trapped," Lithuania said in a voice of resignation.
Vietnam pointed to a mass behind a huge rock . "Oh no we're not. Look!"
Behind the rock was a small and rusty, but seaworthy yacht. The name on yacht was the USS Minnow.
"I knew America wouldn't lead us to a dead end!" said France as he made his way to the yacht. The others followed him except Estonia. Estonia looked at the wooden boxes and then back at opening to the tunnel.
An idea popped into his head.
"Hey guys," he said aloud. Everyone turned back at him.
"What Estonia?" asked Cuba in an exasperated tone of voice. "We need to get out of here now. We are running out time!"
Estonia turned to the group and smiled a little. "I think I've found a way to buy us more time."
"What do you mean?" asked Bulgaria.
"First we need to check what is in those boxes and see if we can use them," Estonia started to explain. "While we are doing that, Norway can get the yacht started. Then we are going to take everything in here, from the boxes to whatever is under those tarps to block the tunnel. This way, unless they use explosives again, it will take a while for them to get to us and we would be far away from when they do break through."
The others stared at him and Estonia started to blush.
"...Or not. Sorry."
"That sounds like it would work," said Denmark. He pumped his fist. "Well, what are waiting for? Let's do this!"
A little later
The group of men rounded the bend in the tunnel only to be greeted by a blockade of huge wooden boxes and crates.
"What in the world?" one said aloud. The Leader growled.
"Well, get out the C4 and let's blow this crap out of our way."
"Um, we used all the C4 just to get into the bunker and into the tunnel sir," another soldier said.
"We did? Well then I guess you guys will be moving these boxes by hand! Now get to it! We can't let them get away!"
"Yes sir!" said all the soldiers at once and then began to move the boxes away.
Unfortunately for them, the nations had already escaped.
On the Sea
The nations were on the open sea already sailing far away from the grotto. Lithuania pulled Estonia into a hug.
"Your plan worked Estonia! Good job!"
"Thank you. I wasn't expecting it to work so well," he replied.
"I'm glad it did work," piped in Vietnam as she open up one of the protein bars she found the crates. "I did not want to find out what they would do to us if they did catch us."
"Same here," agreed Cuba as he lit a cigarette while looking over the bow.
"I could have taken them on!" declared Denmark. "I just didn't want to."
Norway, who was steering the ship, groaned and rolled his eyes.
"So where are we going?" asked Norway. "Did you bring a map Estonia? I would like know where I am so I can sail this thing properly."
Estonia went pale. "Oh no..."
France rubbed his temples. "Please do not tell me we are in the middle of the ocean and we do not have a map."
"Like, you didn't think your cunning plan through, did you?" asked Poland as he hit Estonia's head.
"This means we have to turn around and go back to the island," sighed Bulgaria.
"Back there? To the armed men with bombs and who, for some reason, want to capture us? We should like, keep going!" cried Poland.
"And get lost? I'll take my chances with them," retorted Bulgaria.
"Guys..." said Norway.
"We need to do something," said Lithuania who sat down on the deck. "Maybe there is a map back at the grotto?"
"Guys..." said Norway again.
"They probably have broken through the barricade already. Going back there would be dangerous," said Cuba.
"Guys!" Norway yelled.
Everyone turned to look at Norway. "What is it bro?" asked Denmark.
Norway pointed ahead. "If you guys stopped fighting for a minute you would see there's a ship right in front of us."
Sure enough, there was a large sail boat about a half a mile away from them.
France looked at the ship closely and then his eyes widened. "I think I know that ship. And if it is who I think it is we're saved."
Also on the sea
Waves crashed against the large sailboat as it sliced through the waters. Inside the boat sat Netherlands and his bunny, which was happily eating a carrot stick. Netherlands was on his laptop, frowning at it.
Netherlands sighed as he looked at his emails. Belgium had sent him an email stating that the meeting that he was heading to had been cut short. She didn't say why, though.
"Damn. And I was almost there too," he said to himself. "I could just turn back around and finish my vacation before heading back home to whatever mess that awaits me." He looked down at his bunny. "What do you think?"
The rabbit just looked up at him and continued to happily munch on its carrots.
"That's what I thought. I'm going to go turn around and hopefully find a place to vacation in peace and where the girls don't call me 'Edward' or something like that. It gets annoying." Netherlands closed the laptop and gave the rabbit a small pat on the head before getting up and heading outside to change course.
As he stepped outside, he took a deep breath before heading to the helm. He loved the salty sea air of the sea. It made him feel free.
Netherlands was about turn around when he spotted a yacht ahead of him with familiar people on it. Someone was standing in the front of the ship trying to signal him by waving his arms around wildly.
"Is that...? It can't be," he muttered before reaching for his binoculars. He looked through them to see that it was Denmark waving at him.
'What are they doing out here in that old thing?' he thought before staying on course to meet with the old yacht.. He sailed right beside the boat and tied the two ships together.
Netherlands leaned over the side of his boat with a bored look on his face. "Hello everyone. What are you doing out here?"
Lithuania gave him a small and tired smile. "It's a long story. If you let us aboard, we'll tell you the whole thing."
