Independence Day
"I could stop all this, you know? Just say the word and I'll make sure that no one in this town lights another firework for the rest of their lives."
"Oh no no, Damien! I wouldn't dream of ruining the townsfolk's fun because of my petty phobias! Leave them to their festivities, you know how these Americans are with showing pride for their country."
"Bullshit! Those rednecks don't give a fuck about pride in their country, they just use this holiday as an excuse to act stupid and get wasted. Not like the people of South Park need an excuse to do that."
"Damien, I know you feel guilty but-"
"No, it's not just about that! God damn it, fuck, don't you see? Those assholes light fireworks right outside your house just because they know you're afraid of them. Don't tell me they do that for their country."
"Damien.."
"..."
"..Damien, I swear to you-"
A sudden 'BOOM' was heard above their heads, loud enough that not even the thick walls of the house could muffle the sound. Pip visibly flinched, his already strained smile faltering. The sight made Damien's heart sink in his chest.
"It's fine, really," The blond assured, re-plastering his forced smile.
The first explosion was followed by several others, each one causing Pip to cringe and quiver in fright.
It wasn't fine.