Anyone can find the dirt in someone. Be the one who finds the gold.- Proverbs 11: 27
Russia thought he was very smart, hiding the keys in an old box of dominoes. Latvia disagreed. As soon as the door swung closed and the car sped away, there they were, out the box, down the hall, down the stairs, and in the lock.
Russia had forbidden for the mutants to leave their cage, but under Latvia's meek exterior, he didn't particularly care what Russia did or didn't forbid. He loved the way the keys jingled, and he loved the way Fatvia would pounce on him like an overjoyed puppy. Even if it knocked the air out of him.
Lithuania didn't want to go against the rules, but when he saw Latvia teaching Fatvia to roll over outside, he couldn't help but run down the stairs and get his Boney outside for some fresh air.
Estonia was the most hesitant about letting out Shreduard. Step by careful step, they would make it up the narrow staircase, and out the door. Estonia could just imagine Shred breaking a window with his tail, or falling through the creaky floor. The horrible, horrible horror. But none of that happened, and Shreduard was happily running around outside and napping in the sun.
Estonia also soon learned, that Shreduard's ocular vision wasn't much better then his own, and dug out a pair of his spare glasses to perch on the animals nose. They looked more than a little amusing, to add to the ridiculous udders, but nonetheless, Shreduard accepted them, and running into trees was no longer a problem.
Sometimes, Estonia would bring out rye bread to feed Shreduard when he got tired of running around, and Latvia would reward Fatvia with cookies and cakes for obeying commands like 'Sit' or 'shake'.
Lithuania found a sizable stick in the yard, and would play fetch with the two smaller mutants, although Boney outran Fatvia almost all the time. He wondered what Poland would say if he saw him now, playing fetch with mutants, 'like a boss', as America says. He would be so jealous. He'd probably feel ashamed for what a terrible friend he was.
Lithuania smirked and threw the ball farther than ever. As soon as three and a half hours ran out, Lithuania would hurry to stuff every mutant back in the cage before returned from the Allies meeting, as if anything ever got done.
soon got suspicious that the mutants were usually too full to eat their slop, but Estonia explained that it's probably because they drank a lot of Shred's milk. Russia reluctantly believed them.
Lithuania eventually decided that sitting in a dirty cage, and only coming out a few hours a day, was no life for an active animal, mutant or not. As Russia's favorite of the three Baltic's, he eventually took it upon himself to ask if he was perhaps willing to maybe possibly let the mutants have a tad bit more space if that wasn't too much to ask.
"what you see of value in those disgusting creatures, Lietva?"
"I don't know Sir, but I don't want them to die that way" Russia sighed and threw him the keys and waved him off with a warning that if those filthy things wreak anything of his, there'll be hell to pay. Lithuania practically skipped down the stairs, and happily unlocked every cage.
"He said yes?" Latvia ran after him with a smile. "Oh yes he did!" Lithuania sang, picking Bonie out of the cage and kissing his nose. Latvia squealed and ran down to hug his own mutant, with Estonia following suit (Except with less squealing).
"Wow!" Latvia said, as Fatvia licked his cheek. "I thought that was a total bastard, but maybe he's not so bad!" He ran upstairs with Fatvia, deciding it was about time the mutant had a bath. Lithuania fed Bonie a chunk of raw meat, and wondered whether they were pushing their luck.
The Baltic's soon learned to keep their pets out of Russia's way. It wasn't uncommon for to kick away any mutant in his way, or strike them with his pipe. Despite the smile plastered on his face, he couldn't tolerate the sight of them, running around and snorting.
Every time he lay his eyes on a mutant soaking in his bathtub, eating his food, or just lying around doing nothing, he wanted to strangle it. He was starting to seriously regret his decision of letting them leave their cages, but his boss demanded the mutants stay healthy for the sake of the experiment. And besides, Lithuania wanted it .
Months had now passed since Russia has allowed them out their cages, and he was wondering how many more. He collapsed in the living room armchair, previous tension from the meeting building up in his shoulders. Boneliet was drinking from a bowl of milk near the fireplace. "Get it out of my sight" hissed through clenched teeth.
Lithuania fearfully tugged the whimpering mutant away. Russia took out a bottle of Vodka and chugged it back, before placing the empty bottle down with all the others. He felt like crap, and now, he couldn't even relax in his own home thanks to those abominations.
Those brats didn't deserve to be coddled and fussed over like that. When he was a young child, and sick and dying, did anyone give a damn? Did anyone give him fresh milk or brush his hair or even give him a simple hug? Of course not. So why do those disgraces to nature deserve love, and he didn't? How is that gross pile of bones better than him?
He dug out another vodka and opened it with his teeth. He was losing the war too. Germany was winning, with more artillery, men, and skill than Russia could gather. Thankfully, America took care of Japan, and Italy has nothing on him but a white flag.
Russia took a few more sips, and wiped his eyes. Now he has to come to those useless meetings sit there with a stupid smile on his face while everyone around him argued like ignorant chickens. China was the only one who came close to understanding him.
He stood up wobbling, and took a few more gulps, his head starting to hurt. He already had more than seven bottles today. And not even his sisters are willing to talk to him. Belarus was out and about, and when she wasn't, she was demanding marriage. Ukraine was still trying to appeal to the EU.
Russia dragged to his study, and flopped down in the hard chair. He took out a bunch of black and white photographs and began sorting through them. America thought he was so advanced, dropping two nukes on Japan? He wasn't the only one with nukes.
Russia opened envelope by envelope, studying each explosion and aftermath. His scientists were already preparing lots of warfare, but it wasn't ready yet. Why couldn't they just hurry? Couldn't they see Germany was close?!
He slammed down the photographs, and started sorting through reports and notices. Nobody said life was fair, and Russia would've loved to see that 'Nobody' live a day and Russia's life and not curl up and cry.