The day were the world stood still

"Time left" 23:12

*I don't own Hetalia or any of this drawings*

'22 hours and 12 minutes...' 

England sadly looked out of the big window in front of him. The big rock that was about to end they're fate shone bright and clear at the blue sky.

England thougt alot about this situation they were in. And yet it felt so wrong to him, he was the bloody united kingdom for god's sake and now his rule was suposed to be destroyed by a flying rock?! 

England sighed he knew there was nothing that he could do to save everyone now.Not even magic could help now anymore. He just wished that he could have more time to make up for all his mistakes in his life. 

"Bonjour angleterre..."

England whipped around only to lock his emerald eyes with a pair that was as bright as the sky or at least were they once like that.

France has been hanging out with his friends alot since they got the news. The past 3 weeks had been a pain for everyone but yet they understood why they were doing this. To have fun and using the time they have left was something everyone wished to do and yet most of the countrys sat in they're houses, thinking about the fact that they were going to die soon. They just couldn't bring themselves to believe the news. But others just didn't wanted to see the sad expression on the faces of they're friends and family. While others tried to find a solution for they're problems and others just tried to denied the fact that there was nothing they can do. 

England just stared at France and his eyes that were once full of love and kindness.

'Where is the francis I know and hate?'

"What do you want you bloody frog?"

"I wanted to check on you angleterre.."

France walked over to England and stared out of the big window just like England a few seconds ago. 

" It's rather 'ridicule', isn't it ?"

England locked up to France who still had his gaze out of the window.

"We lived for so long and now everything we fought and stand for will be gone in just a few 'heures'.."

England knew what he meant and yet the thougt scarred him. No one had seen this coming and no one knew how to handle it.    

England quietly grabbed France's hand ..

"Francis...

~Everything he loves..

~His country..

~His people                   

~His friends

~His family

~His brothers

~Will be gone....

..I.. I'm scarred.."

And now the earth has 23 hours and a few minutes left before the giant meteor destroys everything. 

( If there is anything wrong in my french or english blame google translate and tell me so I can fix it)