Lithuania was jerked upwards by his collar before he could react. He gasped and opened his eyes in dread, but nearly laughed when he saw Boneliet clambering towards him over the bodies, unharmed. Estonia pulled him to his feet and Lithuania gladly embraced his mutant. "Russia!" yelled the boss, shooting the ceiling and cursing. "How dare you disobey me?! I have done everything for you, and this is how you repay me!"
A series of gunshots, like fireworks, accompanied his screaming as plaster rained from the ceiling. The entire living room, at this point, will have to be rebuilt, Russia decided as he as he held his boss in place. The crimson blood was warm and sticky on the floor surface, the walls were cracked and shot, and all the furniture lay broken in the sea of bodies. The last of the living room window shrieked and chimed as it exploded in a thousand little pieces.
Shreduard flew out the window and ran to the cranberry sunset in the distance. The snow was blue and cold, and the wind soothingly swept the ground. A few black silhouettes of bare trees sat poking out the ground. He kicked up snow and huffed as he ran, his breath smoking out his nostrils. Not long after, Estonia swung his legs over the windowsill to join him.
He left bloody footprints on the snow behind him, but he only thought about the air, the free cold air and the limitless blue sky and his beast running to the sweet horizon. The time was now. Latvia helped Fatvia onto the windowsill, before climbing out the window after him. He landed on the ground with a soft whoosh, and ran after Estonia, while Fatvia ran alongside and barked with joy.
Lithuania watched them run and get smaller, before turning back to Russia. So this was good-bye? If the beasts were to stay, the government would take them away later without a doubt. Lithuania realized, what a chance they were given just now, and bittersweet tears sprang to his eyes. He's said many times how terrible it is to be here, how much he hates it and wants to leave.
Well there he was, with the window broken wide open and nobody in the world to stop him. He squeezed Boneliet in his arms, and took a final look at Russia. No, Russia was no monster. Whatever Russia could be called, he was no monster. Lithuania broke into a smile. Russia smiled back, tears on his own face. It was like releasing a bird from it's cage, and he only hoped he could be forgiven.
He watched Lithuania swing his legs over the window and run after his brothers who were waiting in the distance. That Lithuania and his antics. Russia shook his head and released his screaming boss. "You were supposed to stand and watch, you couldn't even get that right?! You're like some clueless caveman, why do you have to intervene when even you know what a moron you are?! This is truly the worst job ever…" Russia's leader ranted on like an angry little chipmunk, as his voice got more and more distant and foggy.
Russia was unfazed. He stared out the window as Lithuania reduced to tiny green speck and soon disappeared in the dipping sun. The clouds were soft and pink, and Russia realized this was it, and he was finally all alone in the beat up house. Maybe they'll come back someday to visit. He'd be ready. He wiped the tear away as a few of his officials and scientists groggily began to stand up.
On a small hilltop, a very certain, very tired Finn held a pair of binoculars up to his face as he stared at the house in the distance and tried to make sense of things. If he wasn't seeing things, he was almost certain he saw some kind of werewolf with huge tits burst out of the fairly normal looking house. Followed by Estonia and Latvia and some kind of furry hippo. And then Lithuania with something in his arms. He took a sip of strong, bitter coffee to get his mind working again.
The faded moon was already high in the sky, and he just happened to be sitting on a log, planning tomorrow's attack on the Red Army. No Russian soldier will throw a grenade or blow up a tank on his watch! Russia wanted his territory, so as far as Finland knew, it was his right to fight back. It could have been worse though, he decided.
Russia easily had three times as much soldiers, thirty times as much aircraft, and a hundred times more tanks. If it wasn't for him having a bad boss, Russia could have easily wiped Finland off the map. Finland had his wooden M/28-30 PU Mosin-Nagant sniper rifle strapped over his chest, and probably haven't felt this badass since the medieval times.
He couldn't help but wonder where on earth was Estonia going, and so late. And through the window, too. He wasn't being chased… Finland sipped his coffee. In fact, it looked more like he was chasing that giant boob werewolf. Finland concluded that either he lost his mind, or his unfortunate friend did. But Estonia couldn't lost his mind so quickly, he thought. He was raking leaves and waving to him just a short while ago. So maybe it was Finland himself that lost his mind. Maybe it's the coffee.
Finland took another sip of coffee and even smiled at the moon. Too bad it was so delicious though, he sighed. Well, if he was sitting on a log and hallucinating about boob werewolves and furry hippos, there was no use getting up to look for them, was there? He may as well hallucinate about something pleasant. He did his best to hallucinate about Sweden sitting right here beside him. He even did a few hand motions to imagine him better.
At last, Sweden was right next to him, soft moonlight washing over his features. Finland scooted closer and took off Sve's glasses carefully, putting a hand on his hot shoulder. "Yer tired?" Sweden asked softly. "oh, yes!" Finland said. He wanted, desperately to touch Sweden and be warm. How he missed this.
"Yer safe with me, so relax for now." Finland nodded and got close to him. He gratefully leaned his head on Sweden's chest, and felt Sve's familiar, strong arm safely enclose him. He released a deep, slow breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding as the pleasant warmth slowly began to seep into his tense and tired muscles. He never wanted to let go.
"I missed you so much Su-san" he said to him. "I missed you the whole time I was here at war."
"Missed y'too" Sweden said. "I love you"
Fin closed his eyes, loving the deep strong rumble in Sweden's chest. Su-san would make everything okay. "Finland!" A faint, familiar voice echoed in the night. Finland was almost sure he imagined it. He hummed let Sweden's warmth and the chirping of the crickets lull him. But then, it sounded again from below the hill. "Finland!" Finland raised his head and separated from Su-san. Could it be?…
"Finland!" an out of breath Estonia tried to get up the hill. Finland gasped and clambered over to pull Estonia up the hill. He grabbed his numb hand and pulled him up towards the wooden shed Fin had built. "Goodness, Estonia!" Finland began checking him over and rubbing his hands. "What happened to you? You could have frozen out here! And were you in a fight?! You're covered in blood!"
Fin looked around for Sweden, he would know what to do! He looked back to log and his heart dropped when he saw it bare. Su-san was gone. Estonia numbly pointed to Lithuania and Latvia crawling up the hill. Finland jumped. Could this be real? He gathered the three of them like broken dolls and hesitantly let their mutants into the house too, where he got a fire going in the fireplace.
What on earth was going on? He heated up some water and began washing out Estonia's wounds with a warm cloth. Fatvia seemed almost unaffected by the cold, and was happily grooming in front of the warm fire. Shreduard shook himself off before lying down, effectively spraying Finland with cold water, who suddenly began to miss Hanatamago.
Latvia edged closer to the fire and cuddled up to his mutant. He was filthy, but the least injured. Lithuania though, looked in need of stitches. He was busy cradling Boneliet, and asked Finland for any available milk. Finland dug out a few jars of powdered milk and Lithuania gladly heated up some water and mixed it in. He thanked Finland endlessly as his mutant slurped the milk from a bowl.
Finland warmly brushed it off but stared at the drinking creature in bewilderment. He then lay Estonia down on the bed, and carefully washed the dry blood off his face and chest. Latvia meanwhile, borrowed Fins medical things and began patching up Lithuania. Finland took out the curved surgery needle, and after reassuring Estonia, began working through his gashes and sowing him up the best he could.
He left the little black suture knots through the skin to keep it together as he worked, deciding not to press Esti for information until he was ready. Taking out a bottle of cleanser, he went over each cut with a soaking cotton ball until the entire shed smelled like heavy cleanser. He wrapped bandages over his patient's stinging chest wounds, washing some with soap and water, leaving the healthy skin clean from blood or infection.
It hurt Fin to see his friend this way. As soon as he was done, he went to check up on Lithuania. To his surprise, not only has Latvia finished much sooner, but the stitches were done almost professionally, the bandages much more practically applied, and almost no blood in sight. Latvia had successfully removed all dirt and debris with a pair of tweezers and all the skill of a surgeon, patiently applied pressure, and elevated wounded limbs above the heart.
Finland kneeled beside Latvia and ruffled his hair, sending clouds of dust in the air. "Who knew you were such a great doctor?"
Latvia grinned and walked over to Estonia. As he left, Boneliet hopped up on Lithuania's lap. "You did a pretty good job yourself" Latvia said, correcting a few bandages. Estonia closed his eyes in bliss and snuggled deeper into the warm bed. "Finland.." he reached up and took Fin's hand in his. "Bless you. Really." Fin sat down on the bed and tucked Estonia in.
Shreduard came closer to the bed and began licking Estonia's face. Esti could only lean into the warm, soft tongue. Finland smiled unnervingly and looked over at Latvia. At last, he asked the two crucial questions that were burning on his mind ever since he put down his binoculars.
"What are you three doing all the way out here? And what are those?" Fatvia cheerfully barked at him from his position by the fire place. Latvia smiled. Out the window, he could faintly see 's house in the dark, the lights were still on. The fire place crackled and shadows danced over the wooden walls. This was finally it, what Estonia's been talking about for so long. Safety and peace. He could hardly believe it. Peace sounds nice. They'll have a cottage, just like Estonia wanted, and they'd bring Finland fresh milk and warm bread while he was here sniping. Lithuania sat down on the bed next to Finland. "It's a long story."
"So tell me!" insisted Finland.
"Then," said Lithuania, "Let's start from the beginning..."