Holy. Sh*t.

Kiku stood there dumbfounded expression. What in the name of kurejitaria is this?

He was just on his way to the bathroom so he could wash up when he saw the door the monster disappeared into earlier was wide open. You couldn't see what was inside since it was all just a shadowy black. He should go investigate it… right after he went to the washroom!

The nation was about to splash some water on his face when he remembered that it wasn't water. It was just some weird-tasting and shady-looking liquid he made Ludwig drink who he was still pissed at. Kiku wanted to check out this bathroom a bit more. This is the only room in the entire mansion filled with dust which made sense since it was an abandoned mansion. Why the freak is this place so dang clean?!
That's when it happened.
Being the graceful country he is, Japan tripped and somehow managed to drop his wallet in the toilet. After cursing in his language, the dark-haired nation inspected the toilet and was more than shocked to find a cupcake randomly appear in his hand.

"N-nani?!" This freaked him out, not only because a something appeared in his hand after dropping his wallet in the toilet, but also because the cupcake reminded him of Arthur who he expected to pop up any time now. Here he was thinking this was the only normal room in the entire building when, in reality, it was the strangest and most f*cked up!

Still on the ground, Kiku took a couple minutes to catch his breath as he gently (for once) studied the highly decorated treat that made him feel uneasy. Once he calmed down, the frazzled nation shook his head and got up.
'Alright, let's see what's up with this toilet from hell…' Scowling, he tried to find something unusual about the thing only to come to the conclusion that it… was still a toilet.

"Tch." After a while, he grew bored and tossed the cupcake into the toilet then flushed. He was about to turn around and leave when he found something by his feet: his wallet. Didn't he drop that in the… maybe…
Kiku picked up the Hatsune Miku-themed piece of leather and took out a couple dollars before letting them slowly float into the bowl of water and flushing. Staring intently at the swirling liquid for a few seconds, the Japanese country waited for a cupcake to pop up from the ceiling or something. It didn't. Instead, he squeaked and jumped when he felt something in his shirt. Quickly shoving his hand down his shirt to grab onto… a bottle… or was it a jar?
The dark-haired nation hesitantly brought it out to view before feeling his eyes nearly pop out from shock. What- how… is this… beer? Or kool-aid? It looks like that blue liquid from earlier that Ludwig called beer, but Kiku never actually tasted it… And the fact that it came from a toilet makes him think that it's just that thing you put in toilets to make the water blue. You can't drink that, right? You know what, he's drinking it!

Taking a deep breath, Kiku reluctantly popped open the lid of the supposed beer bottle before sniffing it… it kind of like an alcohol. After a few moments, he took a swig and swallowed the drink.

.

.

.

Not beer.

.

.

.

But not bad.

STEVE'S NIGHTMARE

So after getting a couple more cupcakes -which actually didn't kill him when he tasted them but instead heal some wounds he got from punching that iron door from earlier- and some more drinks he determined to be some kind of blue wine (stupid Luddie doesn't know his drinks), Kiku was good to go through that door!

"Alri~ght, letz hic go!" After one too many glasses of wine, Kiku drunkenly stumbled into the room. He couldn't see scrap, "Sh-sh*t… it'z f*cking dark!"
Fumbling for a light switch around the walls, he found one. Should he turn it on? …wait, why does he have to ask? He's drunk!

Click

The room was small enough to be a big closet which meant he couldn't run around the room away from the grey monster from earlier. It didn't even give him enough time to even back away when it lunged for the drunken country. Up close, the creature had a longer neck and a smaller head.
He must've been really wasted because this is how the fight went.

(Bold=Steve)
(Italics=Kiku)

? EMERGED!

Japan:
HP- 557
MP- 550

Skill: Curse- conjures all resentment towards your opponent. (130)
He used Cursed.

Weakness!
-1257 HP

"YoU… WOn't… ESc…aPe…"
? took away -229 HP

Resist!
Stun!

Skill: Curse- conjures all resentment towards your opponent. (130)
He used Cursed.

Weakness!
-1641 HP
Poison
-301 HP

"YoU… WOn't… ESc…aPe…"
? took away -198 HP

Resist!
Stun!

Item: Cupcake- restores 500 HP of one character
He ate a Cupcake.
+500 HP

Skill: Dismissal- "I'm sick of looking at your face!" (150)
He used Dismissal.

Weakness!
-1013 HP

Japan was victorious!
25 EXP were received!
100 HETA were obtained!

(END)

Once the trippy fight ended, the lights faded out. This alarmed the nation, "Woah! Wait!"
After a couple seconds, the lights returned and he sighed in relief, "Hm… I wonder how the others are doing…"

It turned out the room he was in was just some kind of washroom. Everything was legit then he found a bedroom key on a table.

Obtained: Bedroom Key

After that, he purchased Cupcakes and Wine from the toilet and fully restored his HP and MP.

STEVE'S NIGHTMARE

Soon Kiku, still drunk, managed to climb up the stairs to the second floor and find the door where his key belonged with.

Used: Bedroom Key

Once he entered the bedroom, Japan noticed another occupant in the room with him: Gilbert. The best part was that the Prussian hadn't seen him enter which meant that he had the element of surprise. Smirking, Kiku unsheathed his katana and locked the door behind him.

Lock the door?
Yes.

Slowly and carefully as a blood-hungry, intoxicated nation could, Kiku raised his sword and was about to bring it down when he heard a squeak, was swiftly pushed aside and he saw a blur run to the other side of the room.

"Fakku!"
"Scheiße!"

"What the hell, Gil?!" Kiku struggled getting up due to his blurring vision and attempted spotting the light-haired Prussian across the room.
Said Prussian was struggling breathing and clutching his shirt, "Y-you tried to kill me!"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Sitting on the bed beside him, Japan ran a hand through his silky black hair.
"I-I…" Gilbert bit his lip and awkwardly stammered, "D-did you see that thing?"
"Of course, how could I miss it?" Kiku fell backward on the mattress and stared at the spinning ceiling.

After a while that felt longer than it should've been, Gilbert noticed something, "Uh, Kiku…"
"What?" the tired country groaned.
"A-are you inebriated?"
"…yes."
"…oh."


Drunk, wasted, intoxicated, inebriated, tipsy, under the influence, THEY'RE ALL THE SAME! Ah, Kiku has been on quite a trip! I wanted to experiment making the story like the game, ya like? Well, now Gil has joined the party! WHOOP! Sorry for not updating sooner...

Thank you for skimming!