The charming blonde stepped out of the building, shaking hands with the people on both sides of the aisle, and one whispering in his ear "Congratulations."
The blonde was Alfred F. Jones, who was the youngest president in U.S. history, only at the age of 35, and the first one to not be married and have a family. It was the year 2075, one year before the 300th birthday of the United States of America.
This day was the day he was signed into office. Probably the most exciting day of his life. He couldn't believe that he had really won the race quiet yet.
He smiled at the Chief Justice. He smiled and waved at the crowd. He placed his right hand on bible.
"Repeat after me. I do solemnly swear," The Chief Justice said
"I do solemnly swear," Alfred said putting on a straight face.
Prime Minister Arthur Kirkland watched the television in 10 Downing Street as his new business partner took the oath of office. The man was charming, winning the vote by winning over the minorities; promising tax cuts to the small business owners, rights to gays, ect.
Arthur just prayed that this one wouldn't be anything like the last one, who almost destroyed the reputation of both of they're countries. You see, the United Kingdom and the United States where like one country. One VERY bipolar country. They had the pretty much same military, just different leaders and laws.
That agreement was made after the third world war, when the U.K. almost fell into pieces, and the Americans helped and supported the Brits so much, that some started referring to the two countries as the 'USUK'.
The last American President was a total git, and tried to declare war on the Russians, who they had been allies with before hand, and the Chinese, who they had already been in hot water with.
Arthur couldn't stand the man. The first time Arthur walked out of a meeting out in frustration was on the news, but after that it happened so often, they didn't bother to report it anymore.
It seemed as if President Jones could charm the dress off a nun. It was surprising he was still single. He had dirty blonde hair with a cowlick at the front, baby blue eyes and a strong build. He may have glasses, but that added even more to the charm.
As Arthur was thinking, his pet landed on his shoulder and nudged him. He was often citied for choosing such a girly pet. It was genetically engineered, like most things where these days. It was a cross between a rabbit, eagle, and something green that he couldn't quite remember. They lived for an extremely long time As well. Arthur had gotten his when he was only five and gave it the name of 'Flying Mint Bunny', which he still called it.
Arthur sat down on the chair, watching the American give his first speech as the Commander-n-Chief of America. His words where simple, yet inspiring, and hopefully true. The last one made a speech like this, but didn't live up to his word.
The camera followed the blonde as he walked in the parade towards the White House, and Arthur smiled.
Hello there Thanks for reading my Fan Fiction! I will NOT be talking about Artie's job a lot, mainly because I don't get British Government -American- I've tried Googling it, but it seems like Google DOESN'T WORK ANYMORE –Kicks Google- So, sorry to anyone/everyone that gets it if I get ANYTHING about the PM wrong. But, this is in the future so things MAY have changed. Sorry for it being so short. This was just an introduction. Caoi!
P.S. if anyone COULD explain the British government to me, please do!