notintehkitchen | [Action][Night after the end of the event.]

[Action][Night after the end of the event.]

[Pyro has taken her leave and has told no one where she might be off to. She knew it was better that way. It was time to get away from those she cared about before she lost the tiny bit of sanity that was still keeping her at bay from lighting anything she saw on fire. Wearing her full uniform, the woman breathed in out deeply through her mask as she pressed down on the handle to the flamethrower and let the fire come out freely. It was like the sensation of eating or smoking cigarettes, but a hundred times better. To see her old friend she had been with since she was a little one was a relief.

This friend was angry at her for ignoring it and not letting it come out to play in this new world previously. It was just as curious as her. Oh, yes. She knew that. The way it spread so happily and fast on the ground near the park right now proved it. She could hear it egging her on, to go other places as the wood from the swings crackled and turned black.

It had been a long time, hadn't it? When was the last time she felt free to use her flamethrower? Certainly not in this place. No, in a world with a faulty respawn system she could injure allies and really kill them.

It was all a pain. A nuisance. Did she have to behave? Maybe it was worth being punished, she broke the rules back home... why should she be 'good' here?

As she ran off in another direction, her flames swallowed up everything in it's path. The beautiful flowers quickly burnt away, the building that Pyro called her workplace had met it's destruction next. Firefighter had not been as good as word as she had thought it been. Had she been so stupid as to think she could have a job where she got paid to cause fires in Paradise? They only wanted her to put them out. They wanted her to hurt the thing she loved most. It made her want to cry...

Within a few hours, a large section of the city would be glowing an orange color. If one listened closely enough; through the flames, they might hear the maniacal laughter of a person inside.]

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What do you mean? All we do is sleep in the same bed together. Is that bad?

[You're now talking to a woman who barely understands sex or what sleeping in the same bed usually means. Oh, also? She won't remember this conversation. Have fun with that one, Sniper.]

I told you not t' tell me!

*He rubs his eyes with his palms. How much of that did he drink? Why is she sorta a fuzzy red blob now? Anyway, he's managed to sit up, his hoods on crooked and his hair is sticking up on one side, but he's sitting.*

I don't get it.

[You're still rather visible to Pyro. Actually, the more she drinks the better looking you're starting to get.]

Do you want to sleep in bed with me?

'course you don't.

*He sighs and starts to get up. And then promptly falls over again when Pyro opens her mouth and breaks his brain.*

Do I wanna... Wait.. no. Why would I..?

*He is so confused right now.*

Told you before, you're not my type.

[He's clumsier then she is.

Crawling over to him on the ground on hands and knees, she brings her face up dangerously close to his.]

What is your type that you like to sleep with?

*His lankiness is not helping things right now. He keeps getting himself tangled up. He tries to back away from her but there's a wall in the way. Dammit.*

Why?

*Sweet Saxton Hale what is happening here and how can he get away.*

Maybe I can help you. You've helped me. It's a fair trade, yes?

[She did have a lot of interesting things in her suit. Oh, there was also Jell-O! He was fun to sleep with.]

I don't need your help fer that!

*He pushes her away and tries to escape.*

[When he pushes her away, there is a high-pitched squeak that comes from her green blob of a pet. Jell-O thinks Sniper is trying to hurt his precious mother. On instinct, It begins hopping over to him and letting out more ear piercing squeaks.]

Jell-O! W-wait!

[And he's not going to obey Pyro Mama. Latching a sticky tentacle around one of Sniper's ankles, it refuses to let go.]

*He winces at the sound and whips around looking for the source of the squeaking. Oh boy, turning that fast had been a bad idea. Everything in front of him seems to be swimming and there's a cold something attached around his ankle... oh hell no.*

Get this blasted thing off me!

*He thrashes about, kicking at the thing with his other leg and wondering if he can drag himself over to where his knife is.*

Just calm down!

[Placing her hands in a stopping motion, she glared up at him.]

The more you move, the more nervous he will get. He most likely thinks you're going to hurt me.

[Whistling at Jell-O, she attempts once more to see if she can get his attention. It seems to be failing. Once Pyro is threatened it refuses to stop unless it feels no more threat.]

Just tell him you won't hurt me, be honest. He'll understand.

[She says this entirely serious, as if the green blob will cease it's attack.

By the way, at this point in time? Sniper might be feeling slimy goo sink into his pant leg.]]

Calm down? There's a livin' ball 'f ooze attached t' my leg. I wasn't tryin' t' hurt you in the first place!

*He growls as the thing oozes all over him.*

Get it off me or I'll cut it off.

You should of thought of that before you pushed me, twice! I was only trying to be nice! I thought--

[Going over to Jell-O on his ankle, Pyro grabs hold of his other tentacles and give one huge tug. There's an extremely high-pitched squeak as Jell-O releases his grip on Sniper. Pyro watches him get out of her own grasp through the thick layer of mucus covering her hands. With a huge splat, he flings onto a nearby wall.]

We were friends!

[Friends.

She just said friends, to a BLU.]

We were till you started tryin' t' get in my space.

*He likes his personal bubble. He grimaces as Jello-O splatters into the wall and slides down. That's going to stain forever.

He'll ignore the fact that he just confirmed what she said about being friends.*

You're acting like I picked you up, took you off to bed and snuggled you. I've only done that to Engineer.

[Stop. Mentioning. Engineer. Pyro.

Spoiler: Alcohol is like truth serum to her.]

You know.

Just because you're sexy doesn't mean I want to kiss you or anything.

If you did that I would 'ave punched you.

*He woozily gets himself into a sitting position. His ankle is covered in slime and he doesn't want to touch it. Ick.*

I'm what.

*So staring at her. He's never been called that before in his life, especially not by a RED.*

Don't try it. Or I really will hurt you. I mean it.

I would of punched you first!

[Crossing her arms and sticking out her tongue, her retaliation is to act like a child.]

Like I would ever kiss you. I'd do better kissing an ashtray.

[Pyro smokes her fair share too, but she doesn't think she can compete with Sniper.]

Sorry for complimenting you. Jeez, you're worse than a woman.

[...

Pyro, are you forgetting your own gender again?]

*No one can compete with Sniper's smoking except Spy. At least he doesn't chain smoke like him.*

Jus' letting you know.

*He arches an eyebrow at that.*

What's that supposed t' even mean?

[Insert sarcasm here.]

I'm so hurt.

[Walking over towards the kitchen, Pyro instantly starts raiding his kitchen for cooking utensils and pans. Nothing is better then cooking when you're somewhat drunk.]

I want bacon and macaroni & cheese.

[She's ignoring your question. If there is one thing she knows everybody likes it is food.]

You want what? Bacon pasta?

*Looks like someone is going to be introduced to the glory of mac & cheese. He staggers to his feet and follows her into the kitchen. Guess he already forgot he was frantically pushing her away mere seconds before.

But before he does he throws a couch cushion at Jell-O. Pinning the dumb thing underneath it.*

[Turning towards him, she gives a stare that might make him feel more alien-like then Jell-O.]

You've never had Mac & Cheese? Americans make the best food. I learned that from Engineer!

[Here we have a very unusual type of foreigner. A Japanese girl who is admitting to things from outside of Japan being superior.]

Aaah, if there is one thing I miss most about home it's barbecuing everyday and eating bacon sandwiches!

[One had to wonder what was more important to her. Fire or food?]

Hey, wouldn't it be neat if all the houses were made out of cookies? Like that one story... or maybe it was cakes or something, but it'd still be delicious!

[It was food.]

No. I haven't. I told you, I don't get invited t' eat with the team.

*That's partially to blame for how skinny he is.*

You could barbecue here everyday if you wanted. You'd get sick 'f it after a while though. I think it was cookies, and if that was true we'd be infested with ants an' it would melt in the rain.

I wouldn't be opposed t' having a wall made 'f coffee cake though.

*Yeah there's some food he likes.*

I like my men with some meat on them.

[Now you're not sexy anymore. :(]

Oooh, but Mr. Hawk! You're wrong. I wouldn't get sick of barbecue there is so many things you can make!

[With a drunken frolic over to her suit on the ground, Pyro pulls out a box of noodles. a brick of cheese (ew gross, how long has that cheese been in there?), a stick of butter and a small carton of milk.]

I think I have everything.

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*He is okay with that.*

You're carrying milk around in your suit? That's...

*Really gross. But he's not going to say that right now in case she decides to sick the little blob on him again.*

It's still cold?

[She replied back as if that was the problem and not that it was really STRANGE.]

I wanted to make you something that would be good for you.

[By good, she means "makes you fat.' Skinny Sniper needs fat on his body.

As she brought over all the ingredients and began to prepare the meal, something came to her.]

Hey, how tall are you?

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[Action] Great anime, even with the ladies in bed he's just all lineface. IT MAKES ME LOL.

[Action] ROFL. That's brilliant. That would probably be Sniper too.

[Action] That's attractive. Also, ohgod im so sorry Sniper. XD

[Action] ........ *sob*

[Action] You know, shes just thinking stuffed animals and innocent things...xD;;;

[Action] And here I thought I'd never get to use this icon....

[Action] Expect the unexpected around Pyro.

[Action] Don't expect to be invited over for additional sleepovers after this...

[Action] XD Oh, dear.

[Action] Oh Jell-O. This is why we can't have nice things..

[Action] He gets nervous when things try to hurt Pyro...

[Action] Well, on the positive side they're not talking about sex anymore. Not that Pyro ever was...

Re: [Action] Well, on the positive side they're not talking about sex anymore. Not that Pyro ever wa

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[Action] No, just her mun wants her to. /shot

[Action] He's gonna pass out from all this brain breaking. Even Jell-O won't want it.

[Action] I dunno, he hasn't had any people brains lately. >3

[Action] D:

[Action] /pats Someday someone will scold Pyro for eating habits... besides Medic.

[Action] Someday Sniper won't act like such an ass. WE CAN DREAM.

[Action] Someday Pyro will give him her ass and not have an ass and whut.

[Action] Take some deep breaths. Deep

[Action] Sniper should go look in her suit, he'd get sucked in. ITS A BLACK HOLE.

[Action] He's a bit frightened of that thing now.

[Action] He should be. Pyro is magical. i hate u enter button k

[Action] ........ sob