[Fanfic100 Prompt] "Circle of Stars, Circle of Spirit"
Title:"Circle of Stars, Circle of Spirit"
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Characters: America (Alfred F. Jones)
Prompt: # 21 Friends
Word Count: 182
Rating: G
Summary: America holds his flag in his hands for the first time.
Author's Notes: None
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia
“I think it’s great Mrs. Ross.”
“Really? I was so worried you would not approve. I went through several designs for it.”
“No it’s wonderful.”
“It represents you, it represents what we fight for.”
“Yes, won’t England be annoyed with this.” He laughed but it was hollow. He turned away from Betsy Ross so that she would not see his distress in his eyes. It was hard, but necessary to separate from the nation that raised him. Things had been said and actions had been taken that could not be undone.
America looked down at the flag in his hands, fingers brushing lovingly over the 13 stripes to recognize the colonies, no states, that were standing beside him.
Thirteen stars for 13 kindred spirits, people who held the same ideals, even though they came from different cultures and different walks of life. A new nation of people who had a similar dream. These colors of red, white and blue with its simple circle of 13 stars, a constellation that heralded a new future, one that would be created under his own rule.
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Characters: America (Alfred F. Jones)
Prompt: # 21 Friends
Word Count: 182
Rating: G
Summary: America holds his flag in his hands for the first time.
Author's Notes: None
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia
“I think it’s great Mrs. Ross.”
“Really? I was so worried you would not approve. I went through several designs for it.”
“No it’s wonderful.”
“It represents you, it represents what we fight for.”
“Yes, won’t England be annoyed with this.” He laughed but it was hollow. He turned away from Betsy Ross so that she would not see his distress in his eyes. It was hard, but necessary to separate from the nation that raised him. Things had been said and actions had been taken that could not be undone.
America looked down at the flag in his hands, fingers brushing lovingly over the 13 stripes to recognize the colonies, no states, that were standing beside him.
Thirteen stars for 13 kindred spirits, people who held the same ideals, even though they came from different cultures and different walks of life. A new nation of people who had a similar dream. These colors of red, white and blue with its simple circle of 13 stars, a constellation that heralded a new future, one that would be created under his own rule.