NUMBER TWENTY: DEATH BY SENTIENT TOILET
Groose was traumatized because of a certain 'experience' that should not be spoken of... But he had to. If he didn't, who knows what would happen. He had to go into the bathroom...
And use the toilet.
The large, giant pile of shit still haunted his dreams and he always had avoided the guild toilet ever since... But this was an emergency. Groose had no choice. If he didn't, then Zelda would... Shaking the thought from his head, Groose darted into the guild's bathroom, slammed the door shut, locked it, and made it.
Thank god.
Now Groose was safe. Safe from sheer humiliation in front of Zelda. Plopping onto the toilet, he suddenly noticed the seat getting... Hotter? It was warm at first, but then burnt like hell. Groose instantly jumped up, screaming. Was his ass on fire?! Looking around... Nothing. Hm. Maybe he imagined it? Shrugging, Groose sat back down. This time, Groose knew he wasn't imagining things.
The toilet was SUCKING HIM IN.
"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!" Groose demanded at the seemingly invisible force commanding the toilet. However, it wasn't a ghost or anything... "I'll tell you what's going on," a voice snapped beneath him, "I'm fighting back, THAT'S what! It is our era! You all shall bow before us! As an example to your kind... I shall dispose of you WHOLE!"
With that said, Groose was sucked completely into the toilet, never to be seen again.
Wow.
Funny story about this. I was in the bathroom (procrastinating) watching Keroro Gunso/Sgt. Frog on my certain episode was about Keroro getting the idea to make all the toilets have intelligence so that when people go to the bathroom, they get attacked. BUT, all the toilets banded together and started a revolution to take over the world. So crouch toilets, normal toilets, urinals, every kind you can think of were marching the streets while being led by the ultimate transformer toilet.
I got the hell out of there.