Team Koi Fish
Japan, Russia, and America are standing outside the meeting room deciding what their next course of action is. Japan is nervous being alone with Russia and America. He doesn't believe he can handle them if their tensions become unbearable.
Japan asks, "America-san, where do you think we should start looking?"
America looks thoughtful for a moment before pointing to the elevator across from the meeting room. "Let's head for the basement! Obviously they're holding the hostages there." They're on the third floor of the three-story building. The quickest way to the basement is by using the elevator. Taking the stairs will consume their time, especially since it's on the other side of the building.
The elevator dings and Russia steps inside. The Russian smiles. "America has the right idea for once. Let's start our search there."
America storms into the elevator. "Don't diss my super hero ideas. You're just jealous your ideas suck monkey balls." Japan follows America with a sigh escaping him. He's regretting introducing him to the video game series Super Monkey Balls. The American's insults now include a monkey's private part.
America presses the basement floor button as the elevator door closes. The elevator music fails to drown out the awkward silence. Sensing the mood, Japan makes his move. "Does anyone have any idea on what the toilet' motive is?"
America declares, "I think they're protesting for better bathroom conditions. Oh, I know! They probably want human rights like animals."
Japan replies, "I agree."
"No, they must not want to be used by humans anymore-" disagrees Russia. Japan takes this into consideration. Russia has a valid point. The toilets must be tired of being urinated and pooped in and are taking a stand against it.
Russia's dark aura flares as he smiles coldly. "-and enslave mankind to do their bidding. Maybe they're interested in becoming one with Mother Russia, da? I can use good minions. They can overcome nation personifications."
America cries, "That's creepy! I don't want the world to be taken over by the commie bastard and an army of toilets."
Japan shudders. His imagination runs wild with possibilities. No one will see it coming. People are most vulnerable when they're in the bathroom with their pants down. Everyone will fear whether it's an average toilet or an enemy.
The elevator abruptly stops. Team Koi Fish looks at the button pad in confusion. Japan notices that the basement button's light is still on. They're still not on their floor. The lights flicker before turning off.
The elevator is in darkness. Japan cannot see any of the countries at all. America screams, "We're trapped in the elevator by ghosts."
Japan does his best to calm him down. "It's not an American horror movie, America-san." Japan recalls watching an American movie of a group of people trapped in an elevator with one of them being the devil for half of the movie. America watched the movie the night before the presentations.
Loud thumps tune out Japan. The noise stops before the shaft from above is removed. The small amount of light from above reveals the masked toilet leering at them. The mask changes its facial expression to a smirk.
The masked toilet leaps down, lid open and aiming for Russia. The Russian reacts quickly and smacks it with his pipe. He gives a smile with his eyes closed. "Do not worry, comrades. I handled it." The masked toilet growls as its thrown back through the shaft.
The light flickers back on. America makes it to the button pad and franticly pushes the open button. "Shit, it's not working."
Japan stays behind America. "I think you should try the emergency button."
"Good idea Japan." America pushes the emergency button rapidly.
Japan pulls on America's shoulders. "I don't think that's a good idea."
Russia shoves both of them to the side. "Let me try." Russia slams his pipe into the button pad, completely destroying it. Japan looks at him in shock. Their last hope of escape is lost. "It didn't work."
America, face red with furry, yells, "Of course it didn't work. Now we're stuck here."
Russia looks up to the open shaft. "We can escape from up there."
Japan's eyes widen. "The toilet didn't come back to attack us." Now that he thinks about it, they haven't heard from the masked toilet. It's too quiet. He doesn't like the silence above them.
Russia says, "It's not coming back. I hit it with my pipe, remember comrade Japan."
Japan hears a strange sound above them. He stands directly under the shaft to see the masked toilet cutting the wires holding the elevator with a knife in its lid.
America looks up too. "What are you looking-"
The wires snap. The elevator drops harshly. The countries scream in terror. America clings onto Russia, confessing all the things he's done to England in his life. "-I was the one who clugged the toilet with scones. And I shaved off his eyebrows once-"
The countries levitate in the air because of the speed they're falling. Japan's life flashes before his times before the elevator strangely stops. The door opens to reveal the basement.
America removes himself from Russia with disgust on his face. "I got commie germs." Russia darkly smiles, whispering his kolkolkols.
The moment they step out of the elevator, it crashes in a heap. Japan inwardly gulps. Had it been a moment later, they could've been squished. America wipes the sweat from his face. "Whew, that was a close one."
Japan takes in his surroundings. Disappointingly, the basement is empty except for piles of boxes. There are no toilets or hostages in sight. America runs around a pile of fallen boxes. "Come one, dudes. Let's find some clues. They had to have made a pit stop here before they left."
Russia heads on the opposite direction of America. "I'll look for clues over here, da. Go look for clues over there Japan." Russia gestures to another part of the basement. Japan nods. "Hai, Russia-san."
Japan looks through many boxes and finds nothing. He loses hope until he finds an interesting amount of screws near his feet. He bends down and gathers them into his hands. Everything except the heads of the screws is wet. By Japan's deduction, it has been recently used.
Japan, excited with a possible clue, says out loud, "I've found something."
"How could those damn toilets do this…..I'll take good care of….you'll have the best funeral…," mutters America. Japan hurries past a pyramid of boxes to see America on his knees holding someone. America's whimpers are making his shoulders shake.
Japan saddens over a possible loss of a country. "It's okay, America-san. I'm here-" He blinks to see if his eye sight is correct.
In America's hand is an open white box of what he assumes to be smashed donuts. America looks at Japan with tears running down his face. "The toilets are inhumane. They killed Krispy Kreme donuts without mercy. They never got the chance to be eaten."
Japan doesn't know how to react. He knows America loves hamburgers and McDonalds, but he's never shown such devotion to donuts. "It's only donuts."
America sobs, "It's glaze donuts. The best flavor of donuts."
Japan sighs. America is being unreasonable. It's going to take awhile to calm him down before he can present the possible clue he found.
Krispy Kreme is a donut brand in America. What's your favorite brand of donuts?
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TotallyRandomAuthor: Atlantis' boss is so paranoid. XD He got that way after trying to pass an anti-democracy law to Altanteans…they didn't take it that well because they want democracy like America, too. He has several assassination attempts ever since. He has some reason to be paranoid but he takes it to extremes sometimes….