UsUk You can do better

'Life is not a spark in space,
An episode of Will and Grace
Controversial yet mundane.
Debrah's messing with your brain.
Even Scientologists
Know there's more to all of this.
You search the ruins for trap doors.
Wonder what you're put here for.'

America just sat and watched as England wrote down information at a world meeting. He was so damn uptight that no one really enjoyed being around him. Even Germany seemed to find him boring, always following all the goddamn rules and regulations like he was walking on a tightrope with no net, one rule break sending him crashing down like a burning building. It began to rain outside and America closed his eyes to focus on the sound of the pitter of the rain on the glass windows. He couldn't pay attention for the life of him. The person speaking was droning on like a bad movie that would never seem to come to a climax or end. He felt strangely out of place, but he couldn't put his finger on why. The young nation just sat there, pondering. Whatever. It didn't really matter anyways. He was just going to end up falling asleep or something. 

'Simple as a hint of gas
Climbing nostrils as you pass,
Making Harvard graduates
Feel childish when they laugh at it.
Climb the rungs to kingdom come.
Sour Patch to acid tongue.
Are you opposed to having fun?
You clench the world between your buns.'

England was writing down almost every word uttered from Germany. He would probably forget everything said or resolved if he didn't. He looked over from the task at America, who looked peaceful, eyes closed, probably listening to the rain outside. England hadn't any time fir such childish behavior. He began scribbling down notes once more, but seeing deep cerulean every time he blinked or closed his eyes. He couldn't stop thinking about the young nation for some odd reason, and he feared the worst reason. Did he... Love America? Impossible! He was mature and could follow rules, and America had some disability towards rules and regulations, and was far far away from mature. There was no way...

'You could do better
You could do better
You could be the greatest man in the world (woah!)
You could do better
You could do better
You could be the greatest man in the world (woah!)'

America walked around Central Park in silence, an abnormal thing for such a loudmouthed flamboyant person be was. He was getting soaked by the pouring rain, but he obviously didn't care. He had gotten up in the middle of the world meeting and walked out of the room, obviously not giving a shit about the awkward silence that followed his getting up, or how Germany was yelling for him to get his ass back into his seat and pay attention. It didn't matter. He couldn't understand why though. Why did he feel like this? He was usually so happy and hyper, but now he was a silent idiot. Why was this happening to him? He hadn't asked for it. Had he?

'Your life is always the post of something else.
Where is the present in the way that you present yourself?
It's disgusting how little that you try:
The existential equivalent of pink eye.'

England was worried. Why, you ask? That idiotic American had left in the middle of a MEETING! It was like that wanker was begging for attention. This meeting was in his country too! How irresponsible could he be? England had remembered the look on the American's face as he left. It was solemn and bored looking... Maybe even a little sad? That was odd, especially since that little twit always had that stupid grin plastered to his face like it had been permanently glued there. What was happening to him? He hadn't thrown out any stupid superhero ideas during this meeting, and everyone had been shocked, but this was just... Odd... He was going to look for America... He was going to find out what was wrong.

'Drink alone and watch TV.
You're expecting harmonies
To tap your tune with silver spoons,
The anthem of impending doom.
Guiding Satan's steady hand.
Forcing Beatles to disband.
It's ego freaks and drama queens
The young at heart know what I mean.

You could do better
You could do better
You could be the greatest man in the world (woah!)
You could do better
You could do better
You could be the greatest man in the world (woah!)' 

America was soaked and chilled to the bone with the April winds hitting him like shards of broken glass. He was sitting on a bench in the park, watching happy people walk by under umbrellas with their lovers and their children and families, going home to dry off and feel warm and happy in their homes. He began to close his eyes and he began to numb. He didn't even feel the rain in his face anymore... But he was still cold, and somebody was poking him and saying things. He agitatedly opened one eye to see a certain Brit poking in the face. He grabbed the hand and looked a little happier than before.

'You could do better
Better than that
You're a fraud
Thank God and learn to keep your shirt on.
You could do better
You could do better
You could be the greatest man in the world

You'd burn so brightly
You'd burn so brightly in the dark
You'd burn so brightly
You'd burn so
You'd burn so'

America pulled the arm of the Brit, causing England's face to near America's. America smirked and looked into England's green eyes as if he was looking straight into the older nations very being. His smile had fully returned by now, and they were walking back to the meeting. America stopped walking, and England looked back. America was being silly, pretending to tie his shoelaces, which were already perfectly tied to begin with. England shook his head and walked back. America got out of his kneeling position, and walked again. He was behind England, and suddenly had an idea, he tapped England on the shoulder, and as he turned, he had soft lips on his.

'You could do better
Better than that
You're a fraud
Thank God and learn to keep your shirt on.
You could do better
You could do better
You could be the greatest man in the world (woah!)
You could do better
You could do better
You could be the greatest man in the world (woah!)
We could do better
We could do better
We could be the greatest band in the world (woah!)'

"I figured it out. I love you, England. With all my heart!"