A/N: This isn't a specific landmark but its still part of America's body. And consider this disclaimed. Please Review!
America has a secret. A very embarrassing secret. One that Poland and Lithuania saw at the nail salon. Yes, you read right. A nail salon. America goes to a nail salon. And that isn't even the embarrassing part. The embarrassing part is the reason behind it. This is that story.
Poland was surprised to see America at the salon he normally goes to. "Omg, America? You, like, totes get your nails done here, too!" The preppy blonde exclaimed. Lithuania then noticed the American's nails. "Wow, I would never have thought green would be your color choice," he commented. "Please, don't tell anyone about this!" America begged the Lithuanian. "N-no worries! Honest! I won't tell anyone. You're my friend after all," they weren't exactly friends but close acquaintances. "Hehehe.. This is, like, totes going on my Twitter page." Poland said, oblivious to the two friends' conversation. "P-Poland! That isn't nice!" Lithuania said, trying to wrestle his lover's phone away. Needless to say, he was met with resistance, "Liet! This is, like, the scoop of the century! I want to be the one to report it!"
"I don't want anyone to report it!" America exclaimed, as, ironically, the song "Paparazzi" by Lady Gaga started to play. "Too bad. Already posted." Poland said triumphantly.
~The next day at the World Conference~
"Sooo… America, how was your beauty day?" Prussia asked with a smirk on his face. "I heard they were green, but these aren't…" France said, inspecting America's nails. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. Give it a rest, will ya? I can't help it! Ever since I got all that marshland and those swamps down in the southern states, my nails have been green. I get them done every week to make them look normal again…" said America, pouting. "Prove it," challenged Prussia. "I have some, like, nail polish remover!" Poland volunteered cheerfully. "This is all your fault," America said, glaring darkly at the girly blonde. "Whatevs," Poland said, putting some of the nail polish remover on a cotton ball. "NOO!" America says as Spain and Prussia hold him down and France randomly gropes him. "Iggy! Help me!" the America yelled. "I am sorry, but I am rather interested to see if it's true," Said the Englishman coolly. "Sorry I'm late! I got caught in traffic and- What are you doing to my brother?" Canada said after bursting through the door. "Mattie!" Prussia exclaimed, running to his boyfriend's side. "Who?" asked everyone but Prussia, America, and France. "I'm Canada…" he said needlessly since everyone had stopped paying attention. "There! All done!" Poland said. "Told you so!" America exclaimed as soon as he was free. He then ran and hid behind England for the rest of the meeting.