When I have nothing to do on Fourth of July and hear fireworks around me, but don't have anywhere to actually watch them, this is what I get from it.
Enjoy! :)
There were fireworks. Eren could hear them bursting in the distance. He sat upright from the small cot that he had been sleeping in. Mikasa and Armin were fast asleep. He thought a moment, wondering if waking them up would be a good idea, but he knew they wouldn't want to miss this. Quietly, he escaped from bed, being careful not to wake up any of the other refugees who were sleeping in that shelter that night.
He shook Armin who woke up with a drowsy look in his blue eyes. He opened his mouth to say something, but Eren held a finger to his lips for him to be quiet. He then walked to Mikasa. The moment he touched her, a hand flew back, smacking him in the face. He quietly clutched the red mark that was now forming as she sat up in bed, looking at them. Like Armin, she opened her mouth to say something, but both boys gestured for her to be quiet.
There was another firework that went off and the three looked at each other, excitement behind their twelve year old gazes. The three friends silently left the shelter. Light suddenly lit up the ground below them. They couldn't see the fireworks yet, but Eren was determined. He ran to the side of a nearby building and found a place to climb up. He began to make his ascent. Mikasa followed closely behind him, cursing him in her thoughts, fearing he would fall. Armin was close behind Mikasa.
When they made it to the roof, no one falling, they were amazed at the lights above them. Purple, green, red, blue, all filled the night sky over Trost. There was cheering in the streets below that echoed between the buildings. The kids weren't exactly sure what the celebration was, but they did enjoy the display above them.
Mikasa, who stood between Armin and Eren, absently grabbed their hands. After a few more moments, the fireworks stopped, but the cheering continued. Eren, who had been bouncing on the balls of his feet the whole time, practically soared through the air as he jumped up and in front of his friends. "That was AWESOME! Why can't they do fireworks every night?!" He continued to chatter happily to his friends about the display, and he continued to bounce.
In the midst of Eren's excited rambling, a door to the roof burst open. A scary, balding man with a scar over his eye came out onto the roof with a menacing expression. "What are you brats doing on my roof?!" he shouted.
"Oh, uh, we're sorry. We just wanted to see the fireworks, sir!" Armin said, rubbing the back of his neck. The man was not taking to Armin's light heartedness, though, and came barreling towards them. They turned to run, but he caught Armin by the back of his collar. Eren and Mikasa immediately took on defensive stances.
"I'm getting the police over here to arrest you, brats!"
Mikasa, Eren, and Armin all shared a brief look at each other before springing into action. Mikasa and Eren ran to either side of the man as Armin grabbed his wrist. Eren and Mikasa ran at him, Eren throwing a punch at his jaw while Mikasa grabbed Armin and pulled him away. The man was surprised for several moments by the actions of a few twelve year olds. "Damn, kids!" He shouted as the three friends made their way back down.
The man peered over the wall and Eren smiled up at him. "Thanks for letting us use your roof!" he shouted and waved. Mikasa grabbed him by the collar of his beat up shirt and dragged him away, back to the refugee shelter.
Hope you liked it! Let me know what you thought!
xKellyn