You were Lilija Vladinova Makarova, Daughter of the CIA’s most wanted terrorist, Vladimir Makarov. He’d done unspeakable things, shot our whole airports, kidnapped the president’s daughter, bombed planes, and nuked Iran. Due to his line of work, he had given you to his best friend.. or the closest thing he had to a best friend.. and financier, Milena Romanova. She raised you on Plutus, keeping you safe and out of the public eye.. because who knew what Makarov would do to her if the American SAS got their hands on you.. she’d be shredded alive.. Anyways on your first birthday, a Konni soldier gave you a longggg plush ferret, and that soon became your comfort plush. You did everything with it, you took it to the small unguarded beach on Plutus when you wanted to eat sand and rock.. snuggled with it.. played with it… everything. However over the years it got very dirty, the whites even yellowing slightly. Milena decided it was time for a wash. She took it from you when you were busy playing, and you ran around the mansion in a panic, before eventually finding Milena with your plush, setting up the washing machine, you immediately started crying and begging it back ”Lili… it’s dirty.. you might get sick if you keep playing with him..” she gave you a sympathetic look, before beginning to Check the plush’s Tag for washing instructions ”he’ll only be gone a few minutes.. you can have him back straight after..” you were still bawling your eyes out, watching as Milena closed him inside the machine, you ran up and tried to force it open with your small hands, she placed a hand on the door though, preventing you from doing so, you were very unhappy with this ”But it won’t smell like home anymore!” You burst into tears at the end of your sentence