A/N: Happy 4th of July! In honor of today I have written a drabble about… drum roll please… FIREWORKS! I know, I know, but this was so perfect! All right then! On with the show!
Disclaimer: Not yet. But when Ryan Murphy "suddenly" goes missing I will be right there to pick up where he left off.
Boom!
"Daddy I'm scared."
"I know honey. But me and dad won't let anything happen to you."
Daddy and me were standing in our driveway watching dad light a firework in the street. This was the first time I had seen fireworks. Just like any other 4 year I was nervous. Dad managed to light the fuse and was backing away. I braced myself for the explosion.
BOOM!
I screamed in shock and ran into daddy's arms. He scooped me up and carried me inside. I heard dad laughing behind us. At what I didn't know. I started crying into daddy's shirt. I heard the door open as dad came inside. Daddy set me down on the couch and walked away.
"How is she?" I heard dad ask.
"Terrified. Did you really have to pick the loudest firework you could find?"
"I'm sorry! Can I talk to her?"
Dad came in and sat next to me, pulling me into a hug.
"Emily, I'm so sorry I scared you! We don't have to do anymore fireworks if you don't want."
"No," I said sitting up and wiping my eyes. "I was just surprised. Now that I know what to expect I shouldn't be so scared."
Dad looked at me in surprise. "Are you sure you're only 4 years old?"
I paused and thought about. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure I am."
There we go! I'm just warning you that the updates are going to start getting more irregular from now on. Ok then! Later!