July 04 2014, 10:55 PM

youngestwarnersib:

"You can say that again," Dot agreed, bending down to kiss Stevie on the head as she looked at her daughter.  Frankie seemed so happy out there, dancing around in the rain with her friends.  When Dot stood up again she crossed her arms and leaned into Skippy, a slightly smaller smile on her face.  "Didn’t take us that long to come out here as a family, did it?”  It took longer than that. 

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Skippy kissed the top of Dot’s head when she leaned against him once more. “Nah, just… feels that way I guess. But, hey! The kids are still young, and we’ve got their whole lives to make it up.” he insisted as he plucked Stevie off the ground and set him on his shoulders so the tiny Warner Squirrel could have a better view, to which the child giggled bubbly.

July 04 2014, 09:55 PM

youngestwarnersib:

Her grip on Skippy’s hand tightened at the compliment.  ”Were they always this.. glorious?”

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"Yep!" he smiled as bright as the fireworks above them "They’re just always little more amazing when you’re with toons you care about." and as he said this he ruffled his son’s hair who was standing in front of them, his little face slack with awe.

July 04 2014, 09:41 PM

youngestwarnersib:

”..I’d almost forgotten how beautiful they are up close.”

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"Yeah, you really are… Oh! You meant the fireworks right, sorry!"

July 03 2014, 11:48 PM

littleoldladyfrompasadena:

"NOW SKIPPY, DO IT NOW!" was the said signal.  Slappy hadn’t just shouted it, she’d used a megaphone.  Might as well wake the neighbors up, seeing as they weren’t going to be asleep for much longer anyway.  

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With a vigorous head nod, Skippy lit a couple matches and lit the giant fuse connecting all the explosives before he bounded back over to where His Aunt was and pulled out two pairs of earplugs, as the explosion was sure to make them near deaf otherwise. He handed a pair to his Aunt then popped in his own and began counting down on his fingers til the big boom.

July 03 2014, 11:24 PM

littleoldladyfrompasadena:

Slappy’s leaned back on the chair she’d been sitting in, donning a pair of her own sunglasses.  ”Atta boy Skippy.”  She tossed him a thing of matches.  ”I’m gettin’ tired of sittin’ here.  C’mon.”  The old squirrel got out of the chair and walked over to the door of the tree house, pushing it wide open.  ”It’s the 4th early this year, kiddo.”

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Skippy grinned brightly and saluted once more “Yes sir, Aunt Slappy!” and with that he bounced happily after her, box of matches in hand. Once outside he scurried over to the giant mountain of explosives he’d set up and turned to wait for his Aunt’s signal.

July 03 2014, 11:14 PM

onetimerandybeaman:

"Ever try making fireworks from scratch?  It’s extremely difficult!”

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"Pssshhhh, is that all?" he cracks his knuckles "Aunt Slappy taught me how to that when I was 6."

July 03 2014, 11:06 PM

onetimerandybeaman:

"Nothing I try is working!

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"What seems ta be the trouble Colin my man?"

July 03 2014, 10:55 PM

littleoldladyfrompasadena:

"Got enough ammo to give our lovely neighbors a night they’ll never forget?”

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"According to my calculations we have enough ta make all the homes in a 3 mile radius hop off the ground and shake like we’re in an earthquake that rates a 4.2 on the Richtor scale, and bright enough that we need sunglasses at night." and he dawned a pair of shades to prove his point.

July 03 2014, 10:36 PM

littleoldladyfrompasadena:

"No point tryin’a get any sleep on the eve of July 4th."

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*Salutes* “I’ve finished taking inventory of all the explosives for tomorrow night Aunt Slappy Sir Ma’am!”

July 03 2014, 02:07 PM

youngestwarnersib:

Another head nod.  This time there’s a smile on her face.

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Skippy gave a bashful grin “Then I better get to it.”