Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or the Olympics (obviously).
A/N: I am painfully aware of how short this is but I just had to write this after I watched the opening ceremony last night. Wow, it was amazing and beautiful and the Olympics has just taken over my life right now. I get way too into this. I also thought the huge inflatable Voldemort statue thing was really freaking amazing. And I loved how bored Queen Lizzy looked. She just didn't give a single fuck about it, haha. Rooting for Italy, England & USA! Woo!
Hope you like this!
*EDIT: Fixed some spelling mistakes*
Each country watched proudly as their representatives walked by waving their individual flags. England was beaming from beside her when his team finally emerged into the huge stadium.
The confetti fell all around them, the Union Jack waving proudly through the air.
It was a historical event that each person there was proud to be a part of.
The atmosphere was amazing. The entire opening ceremony had been marvellous. He had outdone himself. There was no topping the effort that England had put into this to make it all so spectacular, not just for himself, but for everyone that was taking part.
The lighting of the cauldron. The symbolic passing of the torch to the younger generation.
The industrial revolution. The showing of Britain through the eras.
She had loved how he had celebrated the internet and the digital age in the ceremony.
This was England's year.
She squeezed his hand tightly as the fireworks burst out of the top of the stadium.
"This is your time to shine," she said to him, watching the coloured lights in the night sky as they exploded and fell back to the earth.
This was London 2012.