Bugbite: “heheh, yeah, Thor was super expensive. Not gon’ lie I miiiighta stolen that one. Don’t tell your folks. Or mine. Put that one in th’ middle, an’ I’ll dot the littler ones around it. Gotta make sure t’ space em out a lil, so it don’t end up bein’ one big mess of an explosion. Don’t worry, still got more in case we wanna do a second wave”
Bugbite: “okay. All set up. Light the smaller ones first, then the bigger ones. Thor’s th’ grand finale!”
[the fireworks go off one by one, colours sparking across the night sky, mesmerising. The explosions increased in volume as the rockets got bigger. As the last few large rockets went off, lights inside the house flicked on, but neither kid noticed.]
Bugbite: “you wanna do th’ honours cousin’ o’ mine?”
[Bugbite hands Bumblebee the lighter. Now lit, Thor ascends into the sky, much higher than any of the other fireworks. At this point some of the adults and kids are watching from the shore, a mixture of annoyance and amusement.]
[Thor detonates. The sky is painted with a gorgeous canvas of sparkling colour, resembling a miniature galaxy. It is beautiful, and incredibly bright]
…
[it also highlights the silhouette of a dragon, now blinded by the brightness and the stray sparks. With a pained roar, the dragon crashes into the lake with a mighty splash]
“!!!”
Bugbite: “aaaaaand there goes Murphy’s Law. Again.”
Predaking, struggling to the surface: “MY OPTICS!!”
That was so cool!
Oops... who'd we hit?
Uh... Bugbite? Why's Soundblaster and Megatron yelling? Wanna go for a quick race? I know a good hideout.