Oneshots of Whatever (mainly Countryhumans) (Finished-ish)

43 - Warewolves 🇫🇮🇨🇦🇷🇺

Finland x Canada x Russia because why not
Finland doesn't change, he's just there for his boyfriends

Two seemingly-normal countries hid a large secret. One as the nuclear weapon world superpower and one known to be kind to everyone. Every full moon, something happens. They change, they transform, they turn into beasts.

Tonight was one of those nights.

It was at Canada's this time, but he didn't tell his family about his rare condition.

Russia, Finland, and Canada were sitting on the bed, doors and windows closed and locked, lights off, only a lamp illuminating the room.

"When do you think it will start?" Canada asked, sitting up.

Russia shrugged, "Anytime know."

A few seconds of silence before Canada winced and doubled over, hissing a writhing in pain.

"It's started," Finland said in a monotone voice.

Both were soon almost screaming in pain, bones cracking to change their shape.

Then, two large wolf-dogs were pacing around Canada's room, growling in hunger. One was a light beige with red stripes down his paws and tail and one was ivory with red and blue stripes.

Finland sat between the growling predators and pet them gently, "It's okay, loves."

Bang
Bang
Crash

Finland looked up with the wolf-dogs jumping up a barring their teeth. America was in the doorway, eyes wide.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY BROTHER?" America yelled, running to Finland. Wolf-Russia jumped in front of the finnish country and clawed at America's face, cutting his cheek.

"Mon Dieu! (My God!)" France yelped from the entrance to Canada's room. "Australie and Nouvelle -Zélande, go to your rooms!"

The two ignored their mother and tried to help America get Russia off. Canada was hiding behind Finland, whining worriedly. Finland jumped to help his boyfriend, elbowing America in the stomach.

Click

"Stand down this instant or I will shoot that bloody wolf dead," Britain announced, holding a pistol in his hand, pointed at Russia.

Australia then kicked Britain's knees, startling the English country and making him fall, shooting the gun as well. The bullet crashed through the window and off into the night.

Finland and Russia managed to throw America and New Zealand off and Russia backed up to sit with Canada. He curled around the slightly-smaller country and licked his cheek and neck fur gently. Finland walked up to Britain and kicked his legs harshly, glaring coldly. He walked back to Canada and Russia and sat between them, petting their soft fur.

France dragged New Zealand and Australia out by their collars and America dragged Britain away, closing the door behind them.

"I'm sorry, my loves," Finland said softly. Canada licked his cheek reassuringly and Russia licked his hand, snuggling into Finland's warmth. "I love you."

Canada pawed Finland's thigh, trying to smile. He gave up and nuzzled into Finland, closing his eyes.

The next day, Canada, Finland, and Russia had to explain what happened to a very angry Brit, a pissed-off American, an interested Australian and an almost-asleep New Zealander.

It was an awkward day.

I actually loved that
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