Stranger things AU

Uh oh he grew up

The next day the boys were off of school, spending the morning outside. Canada was still finishing off a bowl of cereal while the other three were running around the yard. The grass was still drenched in dew so it was perfect conditions to look for frogs to scare britain with. Australia was still keeping an eye out for squirt, not wanting his brothers to step on him. He was searching around the back of the shed again, loosing hope of finding the slug as he searched. As he was searching, he heard something fall inside the shed. Out of curiosity, he went round the front, looking up at the door before slowly pushing it open.

There, standing ontop of the workbench, was a much larger, four legged squirt, chewing on the rubber end of a screw driver.
"HOLY SHIT-!" Australia yelled.
"What!? What's holy shit!?" America said, rushing over with a bucket full of tiny frogs. Australia immediately slammed the door shut, leaning against it
"It's nothing! I just..uhh. Saw a really fat bird" Australia stated. America took one look at the sky, trying to see if he could spot this fat bird before looking back at Australia. "I don't see anything?" America stated.
"Must've flown off. Go away- I'm doing something!" Australia said, slipping into the shed and slamming the door in Americas face.

He turned to look at squirt, staring for a moment before walking over to the work bench
"How the hell did you grow up so fast? last night you were the size of my hand!" He said. Squirt had looked up from the screw driver, squawking at Australia before going back to chewing.
 "That doesn't explain anything" Australia replied. He had gotten closer, reaching his hand out to touch the creature before it turned around and snapped at him. Squirts face seemed to open up like a flower, reminding him of the demon the kid on the bus told him about.
"Hey, relax. I ain't going to hurt you" Australia said, reaching over again. This time, squirt had managed to latch onto his arm, clamping down and sinking rows of teeth into the kids arm.
Australia had yelled out, shaking his arm in a desperate attempt to get the surprisingly strong creature off of him.
Upon hearing the screams, his brothers had perked up, quickly rushing over to the shed.
"Aus? Aus what's going on- are you okay!?" America yelled.
"NO! NO THE FUCK I AM NOT- HELP!" Australia said.
America had bashed the door open, seeing his youngest brother trying to kick his arm free of the slimy looking dog monster.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT!?" He yelled, staring down.
"JUST GET IT OFF!" Australia demanded. 
"HOW!? WHAT DO I DO- WHAT EVEN IS IT!?" America questioned.
The two kept yelling at each other, doing absolutely nothing to help, when New Zealand quickly jumped past them and hit the monster over the head with a wrench he got off the work bench.
The monsters grip immediately loosened as it was knocked out, allowing Australia to scramble away. His entire arm was red, rows of sharp teeth marks going around it with some even spitting blood. Luckily, squirt was still considered a baby, so the wound wasn't nearly as bad as it could have been.
"So." NZ said.
"Is this what happened to that slug you found?" 
Australia stared at it before looking up at his brother. 
"I think so" he replied.
"You tried to make friends with it didn't you?" Canada said.
"No!...maybe...I was already friends with him!" Australia argued.
"Giving it food and keeping it in a snake tank doesn't automatically make it your friend" Said NZ.
"Well it worked before!" Australia said. 
"Yeah with domesticated animals. that thing isn't even an animal!" Said America.
"Oh yeah? then what is it then!?" Australia asked.
"...I don't know-" Said America Said America.
"Should we tell dad?" Canada asked.

"NO!" The other three said.
Knowing Britain, he would have taken the creature and shoved it in a museum before anybody even knew what it was.
"Well then what do we do with it then?" NZ asked.
"I say we throw it over the fence and hope that hit gave it memory loss" America said.
"Well if it gave him memory loss then can we keep him?" Australia asked.
"There is no way we are keeping that thing." America stated, going over and beginning to drag the creature out of the shed. Australia frowned, looking down at the bite on his arm and glancing back at the creature as it was dragged off.