Something I came up with at 11:39 at night for a special friend of mine who is addicted to an American brand of carbonated water.

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"England! Iggy! Iggy look it Iggy, look it!" America came running up to England, waving a two liter bottle of something.

The island nation turned to look at him with an irritated sigh. "What lad?"

America-the hero-grinned and shoved the bottle in the Brit's face. "Look what I invented!'

Refocusing his eyes England made out, CLEAR-American carbonated water. Raising a massive eyebrow England treated American to a deadpan expression. "So you invented water; whoopdedoo."

"Carbonated water."

"Water."

"Carbonated water."

"Water."

"Carbonated water."

"Water."

"Carbonated water."

"Alright, so it's water with bubbles in it. Congratulations."

"YOU JUST DON'T APPRECIATE THE FINE ART OF CARBONATING!"

"...You really are a bloody idiot aren't you?'

"Huh?"

"There's no such thing as the fine art of carbonating. Carbonation is not an art."

"Honhonhon...I know what I'd like to carbonate..."

"What the-get your bloody hands off me frog! Where did you even come from?"

"Honhonhonhonhonhon..."

"Augh!"

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We will now commence Iggy's molestation. France has magic powers-he can make anything sound naughty.