You wake up to the callings of morning doves and the quiet buzz of the television. "AHHH" what a nice morning you whisper to yourself, extending your arms far above your head sighing. Y/n shuffles out of bed over to her door opening it. As they walked out to the kitchen to grab cereal they glanced at the television "OH EM GEE. ITS THE NATHANS HOT DOG COMPEITION" They rushed over to the fridge and grabbed a cold hotdog, consuming it in honor of the holiday. "Girl im gonna eat SOOOOOOO many hotdogs and burgers i LOVE THIS HOLIDAY and dont even get me started on the fireworks. Yall are gonna hear one after another from this house!" Y/n skidaddled back over to their room to film their daily grwm for their 6 subscribes on youtube.
Its 8 o clock on the dot and y/n finished munching on their 4 course hamburger-cheesebuger-bigmac-whopper breakfast. Y/n wandered outside into the suburban wilderness. Men in aprons with their grills sat prepping for later. "Well better now than never, better start the celebration!" Y/n striked a match she pulled out from her sock on the bottom of her shoe. "LIGHT EM UP DAWGG" they screeched. Y/n lit firework after firework, the sizzle and pop startling dads across this patriotic territory. "RAHHHH AMERICAA!" is all they could say as they gazed up at the morning sky in awe. Colors still sparked across the large blue dome despite it being exactly 9:56, various patterns danced across the blue canvas.
Y/n strutted over to the large red white and blue gumball machine, popping in a quarter while still admiring their work. The chewing and snapping of gum fills the area around her until a pink cop car pulls up. "HEY YOU FIREWORKS ARE ILLEGAL." This mysterous bird runs out of the car putting me in cuffs. Y/n got thrown into the back of the car, ther face ramming into the door frame. Blood dripped from her nose as they yelled their rights at said mysterious bird. BLACKOUT.
Y/n joleted awake in court, face to face with a beautiful bird. "Hes..gorg" butterflies did the can-can in her stomach. "YOU CANT BE DOING STUFF LIKE THIS BABE, THATS ILLEGAL. I'M A BIRD YOU COULDA SHOT ME DOWN WITH ONE OF THOSE.'' A long acrylic nail pointed at y/ns face. Their messy chunky blonde hair draping over their face, "Why do i have to look so messy meeting the love of my life", you thought, imagining how tacky your greasy hair looks. "I probably look like a discord mod..." you thought.
The quiet buzz of nicki minaj's starships plays in the background as im getting grilled for fireing fireworks at dawn. I look down at my body. Im covered the horrendus orange jumpsuit I thought only existed in movies. "no way im going to jail...that is so not gonna slay on my record" y/n thought to themselfs. "Babe, your sentenced to life in the clink." the beautiful bird shouted in my face. I cant belive it, i just got sentenced to life in jail by the face of america. y/n crumbles to the floor their balled up fists slam on the floor in slomotion as they shout "NOO..". Sad yankee doodles plays in the background as a life changing moment occurs. "there is another option since your so hurt by this..." the bird caws.
"OH EM GEE.. FOR REALSIES?" y/n squeels back like a lil pig. "ya bbg u can stream red lights with me 10 times in a row and your good to go" the bird replies.
"deal."
p.s I know the music video looks bad but it isnt that bad i promise trust ok 🙏🙏
We sit in the room watching the music video. side by side. hand in hand. i love this bird. "So um..I kind of like you.. UwU!!" I speak in my best uwu voice to this handsom bird. "I was thinking the same thing babe, thats why i gave you the option to watch this music video with me, my name is talon by the way". Talon gets down on one knee reaching into his pocket. "Will you make me the happiest birdy in the world babay y/n"
"YES, YES, YES...TELL ME IM YOUR NATIONAL ANTHEM...."
note from the writer! OwO
this is satire i hope you know incase it was not obvious, thank for taking time out of ur day to read i love you have a nice day bye bye.
if you comment a nice comment i will work very hard day and night putting my blood sweat and tears into a part two of their wedding. >.< OwO UwU 0.0
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The Fourth of July ; A POV
ActionYou wake up to the quiet buzz of the tv, cheering is blaring from the speakers. The hotdog contest, this means it's the forth of July! Lets see what whacky adventures await Y/N! Enemies to lovers?