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Happy 4th (x reader)

"Come on Rumple!" I begged my boyfriend, "Just for tonight! Everyone is going out to see the fireworks for the 4th of July."

"I'm sorry. I don't see the point in going to sit in the middle of no where, with bugs, and the critters, to watch fire explode."

"It's an American tradition! Grumpy and David are putting in a lot of work for this."

He walked over from behind the counter, "Yes, but you see dear," he tucked my hair behind my ear, "I'm not an American."

"Scottish maybe."

"What is that?"

"Never mind. Anyway, I am American, and your girlfriend. I want you to go see fire works," I wrapped my arms around him, "with me."

He huffed, "Gather your things and get in the car."

"No."

"No?" He looked at me bewildered, "Do you not want to go anymore?"

"I do, but not in your car."

"Why not?"

"I borrowed a friends truck. We are taking it, to get the full experience." I grappled my coat and headed towards the door and waved for him to follow, "Gather you things and get in the truck... dearie."

*a wile later*

We parked on the edge of the field and got out. I lay some blankets and we both crawled into the bed of the tuck.

I sat down and Rumple sat next to me, wrapping his arm around my shoulder, "This is extremely uncomfortable."

"I know." I laughed, pulling candy corn from my bag (this is a tradition for me). "Here."

He eyes the candy, "And, this is disgusting."

"It's candy."

"Precisely."

Then there was a huge bang. We both looked over to see a burst of red and blue go off in the pitch black July sky.

His eyes danced with amazement, "I've never seen anything like this."

I leaned my head on his shoulder, "Not so bad?"

"Not so bad."