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[vulcancommander]

All of New Orleans was buzzing about it. It was in the papers, on the television, and on the radio. Spock didn't understand - of course he didn't, since he was an alien after all - but he did pay close attention to all announcements of it.


They called it the Fourth of July. Apparently it was a historical celebration about the founders of the nation creating a document that declared their independence from Great Britain. Christine had mentioned of taking him down to the French Quarter to watch the fireworks - fireworks? Those sounded dangerous - and maybe share some of the food they had down there. He was a little excited to experience so when the day rolled around, he made sure to dress comfortably (He liked heat, but not this humid heat) and headed out with her.

A short ride to the French Quarter and they stayed close together amongst the Humans. He seemed to be the only Vulcan there, but he didn't mind much. Spock was accustomed to being stared at when he was first brought to Earth. They weren't going to stay all night, as the French Quarter didn't allow people to sleep there overnight and all the hotels in the area had been booked. Apparently this event was bigger than Spock was giving it credit for.

"I understand this big event for your country, but I do not understand why signing document must involve something dangerous sounding like fireworks." Spock told her, spreading out the blanket they had brought along. They had managed to snag a good tree, that would shade them from the sun to the West but give them a good look of the Eastern sky, where the fireworks would be going off at. "You are certain this is safe event, correct?"

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"I tell you this often, but I am still very happy we have become together." He said quietly, but knew that with his breath close to her ear, she'd probably hear it. "You have taught me many things, and I am so..." He paused, trying to find the right word. "...Appreciate."