Drabble #24:American Traditions
Prompted by: Guest (anon review)
Eddie
"Come on, please!" I whine to Patricia. She had came to stay in America with me over the summer for the first time.
"I don't want to go to a restaurant, alright! You know I don't do them..."
"But it's the Fourth of July!" I plead.
"Ugh, fine. We can celebrate the 'Fourth of July,' but no restaurants." She agrees.
"Yes! Yacker you're awesome!" I thank her, kissing her cheek quickly. She rolls her eyes.
Later that night, I end up 'dragging' her to my friends barbecue, and we eat hotdogs.
"Why are we doing this again?" She groans.
"Because it's an American tradition." I smile at her. She takes another bite of her hot dog, and then my friend calls out:
"Hey! Eddie, Patricia! You guys want some sparklers or poppers?"
"Some what now?" Patricia asks, clearly confused.
"Just come on..." I assure her. I take her hand in mine, leading her over to my friend.
"Um, give us two boxes of sparklers and two packages of poppers would ya Remmie?" I ask him.
"Yeah sure." He nods, handing us everything. Patricia takes the mini fireworks in her hands, and I tell her to just follow me. We go over to a place that is not that occupied, and I pull out the poppers, setting the sparklers on the ground.
"Okay, what do I do?" Patricia mutters, fiddling with the box. I laugh at her, and then open the box for her.
"Here. What you want to do is take a popper, like so." I say, twirling one between my fingers. "And then you throw it on the ground!" I yell, and it makes a loud "Pop!" Sound against the pavement. She laughs, taking a whole handful and chucks them at the ground.
"Haha this is fun." She laughs, her accent reigning thick. Eventually we run out of poppers, and then move onto the sparklers.
"Now what you do with these is," I start, taking one from the package. "And then you can either light it with a lighter, or you can stick it in the torch thing right here." I say, bringing the tip to the torch, and watching it burst into flames. She jumps, ignoring my use of the word 'torch.'
"Oh gosh I'm scared." She laughs, taking a sparkler from the box, and then lighting it on fire.
"Just run around with it!" I shout, doing the same with mine. For the next ten minutes, we swing our arms in the air, drawing invisible pictures with the sparklers. "Hey, the fireworks are starting." I say, looking up at the sky. We climb onto be roof of the garage, bringing a blanket with us. We both lay down, and I wrap my arms around her.
"This is fun." She yawns, while I just smile down at her.
"Close your eyes, go to sleep." I say as the fireworks end. She does as I say, falling asleep in my arms.
Awes! I think this one actually turned out pretty good! This is my first update today, and many more to come! I'm not sure why but ever since last night I've felt like writing a lot... Weird right? Haha no... Also, anyone noticed that I've updated this every single day this week? Whoo! I'm a little proud! Send in prompts and stuff! Review! (;