Disclaimer: As what I said many, many times before, I don't own Merlin... *sob* (goes to a corner and cries)
A/N: I just thought to add something for the New Year (even though it's quite late) and something sentimental. And for our dear Lance to shine.
*Boom!*
*Fshh… Boom!*
*Boom!*
Fireworks have always intrigued him, ever since the day his father showed him some when he was younger. Whenever there was an occasion to be celebrated (even the 'just-because' ones) his father would light a couple of it up and the two of them watched as it goes up in the sky and blows up, showing colors after colors of explosive yet short-lived beauty.
And even though his father's already gone, the fascination in him still remained. Fireworks still has that certain pull in them that his fascination in them is seemingly endless.
Now, as he watched the fireworks explode with his friends just as he did years ago when he first watched them with his father, he couldn't help but smile and be glad that he's sharing this moment with the people he certainly think of as his new family.
"Hey Lance, mate!"
A hand patted him on his right shoulder, temporarily stopping his musing. He turns his head slightly, and smiles; it's his best friend, Merlin.
"Yeah?"
"Come on, let's get inside. It's getting chilly in here"
Nodding in agreement, he followed his friend, but not before looking back briefly at the fireworks-filled skies.