The next few updates were written during a song meme. I put my MP3 player on shuffle, then wrote a drabble during the length of the song.
Today's drabble is based on Welcome to the Future by Brad Paisley. I own neither the song nor Hetalia.
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"Damn, England, I feel so old," America said suddenly one morning.
England snorted before taking a sip of tea. "If you're old, what does that make me?"
America shrugged. "I dunno. But think about, England. Fifty years ago what did we have? We didn't have video games. Computers were huge. Airplanes weren't all that smooth and convenient. It was next to impossible to call long distance. We'd never been in space. There was still segregation…now look. We have these tiny handheld video games. Music can be found in tiny chips. Computers are mobile. Airplanes are even more awesome. Our phone lines are amazing. We've been to space multiple times. And, well, racism isn't gone completely but…we've come a long way, you know?"
England sighed, placing his cup on a plate with more force than he'd meant to. "And you're only two hundred years old. Can you imagine me? France? China? Where do you think the world will be in another two hundred years?"
America let out a whistle. "I don't know. I can't even imagine."
England nodded, picking his cup up again. "Welcome to the future."
"Thanks," America said with a laugh, clapping England on the shoulder. "Hallelujah, eh?"
"Religion. Don't even get me started on the changes religion has gone through over the years."
"Oh, come on! You know you want to."
"I most certainly do not. It would take another two hundred years to explain!"