AN. Yeah, my friend's adventures continue. This time it is a short chapter. If you're reading this, please don't forget to leave a review as any kind of feedback would be extremely appreciated. Also, don't forget to check out Konata101's work!

"Konata. Konata, sweetheart, wake up."

America was tapping Kona,s cheek, being just as happy and innocent looking as the first time she saw him. Kona slowly opened her eyes and felt the cold tile floor underneath her. The two of them were standing in a bathroom stall with kona, of course, being propped against the wall.

As she woke up, the first thing she saw was her cheerful friend, dressed in a different outfit from before – he was wearing a beautiful black suit with a matching necktie and suspenders, holding his blazer in his hands.

"Oh, cool, you're awake!' America clapped his hands in excitement.

"W-what hapnd?" because the majority of Kona's teeth were missing, her speech sounded a little incomprehensible.

"What happened? Guess what! I made your dream come true, darling! From today you are a toilet!" he was spinning from happiness.

Kona trembled. She looked down and now saw that she was naked with her limbs missing. Her eyes filled with tears.

"What have you done, America? Why? Pweeeeeeeaase, give my limbs back! Pweeeease!" she sobbed hysterically, her loud whimpers echoing in the walls of the empty bathroom.

"Give them back?! What for?" Alfred sneered at her. There was a pipe propped next to him, probably the same toilet pipe from Kona's fanfiction. He positioned it at the place of the removed toilet and the lovingly lifted Kona's torso from the ground.

"Shtooooop! Shtoooop! I don't want to be a toilet, pwease, don't! it wash all a joke, I'll fiksh evewyting, I pwomise!" she screamed moving her head in all directions and waving her bandaged stumps.

Ignoring her heart-breaking pleads, America pushed Kona's limbless body on the pipe. A sharp pain run through the young girls body, her muscles clenching around it. After all, nothing as big as this had been inserted in her anus before. America pushed it deep enough so that she could not move away from it.

"There! A beautiful toilet!" he looked down at the whimpering child. Even though she was heavily handicapped and toothless, she still looked kind of cute to him, still a fine young lady with a pretty face and a nice, albeit mutilated, body. Unfortunately, it was too late for any kind of intimacy – Alfred did not have an amputee fetish. This was not much of a loss for him, though, since he could always find another cute, young fangirl, who didn't lack her limbs and teeth, and didn't write awful fanfiction about him.

"WHY? WHY ARE YOU DOING THIIIIIS?" she moaned in pain.

"Because twats like you are not good for anything else besides being shitholes!" Alfred snapped coldly. "Shall I also bring your precious friends, Beatrice and Klei to make you company here? I'm sure that these good-for-nothing retards would be swallowing piss and shit with pleasure. After all, it was them who co-wrote each of your stupid stories, right?"

"NOOOOOO! PWEEEASE, DON'T HUUT THEM!" Kona cried at the top of her lungs.

"Ah, yes I almost forgot. I think that the rest of the toilets in this bathroom aren't working today for some reason, which makes you the only toilet in order. Don't you feel proud and special? This means that you'll have a lot of visitors today." America explained with a smirk." Can you believe it, Kona? You'll be able to meet so many Hetalia nations!"

Deep grief struck Kona's mind. She had always been wanting to see them but never thought that she was going to have to be in this condition and be abused like this. If only she hadn't made Alfred suffer so hard in her stories…

"And to make things easier for you, here's a condition: you are a public toilet now, but who knows? One of the nations might like you and take you home, or even better, someone might feel so pitty for you, that they would actually take you to the hospital? And if you think that I am a complete monster, think twice, bitch! Look how wonderful I make things for you! I wouldn't mind if anyone takes you away from here, in fact, I don't want to see you at all."

Despite all the sadness and pain, a miniature ray of hope was sneaking into Kona's mind.

After all, every nation was different and not all of them were like the confounded backstabber next to her. She was sure that there was going to be at least one country that would feel for her and help her escape this hell.

"But there is one more thing." America was quick to add." You don't have much time. You'll be usable only until six o'clock. After that, all toilets here have to be closed. Hope that the plumber company comes to fix the rest tomorrow." He paused and thought for a second " Buuut, you won't be one of them."

Kona, who had already calmed down a little and stopped crying, lifted her tear-stained face in confusion.

"After six o'clock, I'll come here and lock this door of this stall forever. Nobody's going to question me or cause any trouble, in fact, I don't think that anyone will notice. And better pray you are not inside, dear. You'll be left to rot to death. So you better be really convincing with you pledges towards the others. It's 10 o'clock now, you have time until six. Good luck!"

The child was trembling with fear. Why was America so cruel to her only because of a few stories? Had she done something so horribly wrong that she was now not only mutilated and unable to do anything , but threatened to die a horrifying death? The others couldn't be as evil as this, no living creature could be such a monster.

"A-at least, aren't you going to use me now? You hate me so much, why don't you at least take a shit in me, it couldn't be any wosh anyway." she had the courage to ask Alfred, who was about to exit the bathroom. He turned around.

"Take a shit in you? Hah, I'd rather use a real, clean, comfortable ceramic flush toilet than a filthy manhole like you!" He laughed coldly, sneering at the poor girl.

"B-but you can't leave me here! That's not hewo-like!" she still begged not knowing what else to do after the mean remark.

"I can't? Just watch and see if I can't. Bye bye!' he shut the door of the stall and exited the bathroom.

Left alone in the dark and damp stall, Kona had no other choice but to stay there and rely on the mercy of the other nations. 'There's no way they could be this bad' she thought to herself and this gave her a glimmer of hope. Deep down, she knew that they would rescue her. This eased the physical pain. All she had to do was wait.