Happy Fourth, Everyone!
Okay kiddos, I am off to watch a lacrosse game and see colorful shit get blown up in the sky over our heads, but I have been slaving over fic for the awful human being i--still--do (Love you, you wonderful jerk) and I thought I'd leave a snippet before I end up too drunk to post anything other than "FrreEEEEEeeDDddDdDooooooooomm!" for the rest of the night. CS Independence Day fic for you all: "No one from Storybrooke is actually American, so they don't really do the whole event like the rest of the country." "The day the charming pilot destroyed the alien race intent on obliterating mankind." Emma barks out a laugh. "That was a movie Killian." "Yes, Independence Day. Henry informed me today was the anniversary of that day." Henry looks a little guilty, and Killian feels his cheeks flush as Emma smiles fondly at him. "Today is mostly an excuse to get drunk and blow things up, but technically it's the day the US declared independence from it's sovereign." "And you celebrate by drinking heavily and creating colorful explosions." Henry's grin is verging on mad. "It's patriotic Killian." "Ah, yes. A vital part of becoming a pirate is abandoning one's sense of patriotic spirit, so I apologize if I'm a bit rusty." He pauses, eyeing Henry as the boy digs into a box with enthusiasm well beyond patriotic gusto. "I prefer the aliens."