A/N: In honor to all who fought, served, and worked during World War I.

The Centennial

The tension and frustration in the room was palpable.

Battlecruiser HMS Lion sat on the couch. She was hunched over, rubbing her hands together. Her heel bobbed up and down, rapidly clicking against rug-covered hardwood. Lion's eyes moved from left to right and back again as she tracked Battlecruiser SMS Seydlitz.

Seydlitz paced in front of Lion, her heals clicking on the hardwood floor. Her head searched the floor, then the ceiling, and back to the floor. Her hands spasmed as they opened, closed, and everything in between.

Finally, Seydlitz stopped and hunched her back.

"Maybe we're overthinking this," she admitted in defeat.

"There's no way we can overthink this," Lion said. "It's the centennial of end of The Great War! There's gotta be something more we can do!"

"We and our Kameraden have done our ceremonies, we visited every conceivable memorial, and we paid our respects at every Great War grave we could've possibly gone to. All within a couple of hours."

"There's gotta be something else!" Lion stood up. "Like…Like a movie, or a book! Or-!"

Seydlitz put her index finger on Lion's lips. "It's far too late for something like that."

The wide-eyed English Shipgirl blinked and finally deflated.

"You're right," she said.

Seydlitz studied the battlecruiser's face. Lion was absolutely crestfallen. Her eyes were watering. All Lion needed were a pair of drooping dog ears.

So adorable! Seydlitz smiled.

"Come on," Seydlitz said. "We honored those who fought and worked during the war for everyone in the world five times over. It's time to look forward once again."

"Okay."

"It's 20:45. Want to get some supper?"

"Sure." Lion nodded, joy coloring her face once more.

Both Shipgirls grabbed their coats and walked out the door.

"You know, I'm grateful," Lion said.

"Why's that?" Seydlitz asked.

"To be alive for this moment. To witness the 100th anniversary of one of the most important marks in human history. It's a once in a lifetime opportunity!"

A/N: The last line basically sums up my thoughts. I feel like I'm trivializing the horrors and brutality of World War I when I think this way, but can't shake that feeling of happiness(?). I don't think that's the right word, but I think I got my point across.

I wish I could've done more for this centennial.

Take care, everyone.